Tricked Poems

Tricked poems bring the best collection of short and long tricked poetry. Poems for him and her and every poetry lover. These great tricked rhymes are so amazing they will touch your heart and keep you craving for more. Hope you find your own deep meanings in these tricked poems. They are decent, rhyming, free spirited and true. Thoughts on tricked are here for you.

The Bro You All Knew

The Bro You All Knew ballad

He will grant you those wishes And make them come true In the blink of an eye Gold and silver for you The price you must pay Costs more everyday Not valued in money Nor formed out of clay Stolen

The Bro You All Knew

The Bro You All Knew ballad

He will grant you those wishes And make them come true In the blink of an eye Gold and silver for you The price you must pay Costs more everyday Not valued in money Nor formed out of clay Stolen

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Looking At The Stars

Looking At The Stars short poem

As I saunter in the moonlight Searching for my path full of insight I witnessed stars playing in darkness As if some background making them shine Looking up in the sky I shriek my ongoing dilemma Asking for an answer

Demonetisation

Demonetisation short poem

Little was I aware of what demonetisation was all about I was in eve possessing few of brand new notes of 500 and 1000 denominations When the news tricked in that the currency of 500 and 1000 notes are no

The Heart

The Heart long poem

The heart a magnificent work of art, amazing in its design, if you follow it you will shine, cause it’s for much more than pumping blood it carries very real feeling of sympathy and love. It also has compassion in

Behind The Scenes

Behind The Scenes prose poem

One face, two lines, three soliloquies, four sets… The list goes on of what all I’ve done. And yet, you don’t know everything that I’ve made. Well, it’s able time to show you. Look around. Do you see what all

Lilith

Lilith prose poem

I am a Lilith in whom men had no faith I was as free as humming bee I was never owned by anybody this everybody disapproved hence was made a demon as the world knows me as an omen hundred

Mr. Bills

Mr. Bills prose poem

Last week, on the only day it rained, he hit me. Hit me so hard as I fell to the ground I asked myself will this be his last time? I saw colors, all dark shades and hues. Dark blues,

Stasia

Stasia short poem

My eyes flicker by the breeze Fluttering between light and sleep It’s a day I choose to pen a note for my child After days that keep on ageing over her guarded smile I lie waiting to be summoned by

To Be Ensnared Sweetly

To Be Ensnared Sweetly prose poem

Rip from the seams of ribcage and spit your puzzle into me Stare and stab into abandoned pupils until they are your pearls Eat the air around me and speak of how you were a muse once Then take what

Holes

Holes short poem

Fall in a hole and you’ll never get out Unless there’s a ladder, or someone to pull you out But you can’t take the chance You can’t take the risk They’re basically the ones who got you in this mess

Queen Page

Queen Page long poem

She doesn’t look like much White,flat and pale on a ghostly scale Nothing mesmerising to touch But without her consent I can tell no tale. She is proud of her spotless white shroud This picky princess seldom settles For wearing

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Good-bye Alabama

Good bye Alabama short poem

Kick stand up at eight, two lane west to set me free Throttle through the gears, now it’s just Ester and me Relax down into the machine, the breeze blowing across my face Worry and troubles disappear, my mind is

Big Pharma

Big Pharma short poem

They are money hungry actors Greed has them all backwards They get richer every time your back hurts They are ruthless heartless bastards So they disregard all the hazards Gain money, power, and control is their mission In hopes that

Enter Prize Zing Wit To Whit

Enter Prize Zing Wit To Whit ballad

upon porcelain goddess, most brilliant ideas in me mind lit sole seasoned bugs bunny car tune character of kit car son ridding imagination fired fast as fleeting thoughts softly hit attempting with futility to net ideas in mind that flit

Childhood Memories

Childhood Memories short poem

Climbing trees, And the warm summer breeze. Watching bugs on the ground creep, While everyone’s asleep. Spicy village chicken curry, Living each moment without a worry, And watching ants scurry. The fragrance of fresh blooms, The clouds closing in before

Just A Question

Just A Question short poem

Can you imagine, six bunnies sitting in a row all tapping one toe. Six birds in branches above all singing songs of love. Six frogs croaking in a pond waiting to turn into princes? Six M.P all shouting for space,

Numb

Numb short poem

What a beautiful dilemma it has been to name it bearable or unbearable. For if I opt for the latter, the pain conquers me at a stroke. Swallowing all the blood, breaking me into null, it vanishes my identity to

Why Little Girl Screams – Manchester Bomb Blast

Why Little Girl Screams   Manchester Bomb Blast prose poem

An innocent small girl is crying on the roadside her face seems very candid and expressions look naïve, but nobody knows the cause of her sadness and and no one can ever feel the hidden wounds inside her heart Why

Heads And Hearts

Heads And Hearts ballad

Come with me and let’s play a game- flip a coin heads or hearts in an affair! Can it be that you simply don’t care- about a fool who’s taken your dare? Surely my smile wasn’t hard to conceal- if

Love Sonnet 216

Love Sonnet 216 sonnet poems

You loved me many years before we met, In corridors of past forgotten time, When many lifetimes proved certain our fate, As one destined for each other’s sweet rhyme; Events, fateful, have paved each trodden way, Not just by chance

Never Be

Never Be short poem

the first time I saw you I knew I’d love you forever because I knew I’d loved you before I was certain you’d haunt my days and swallow my nights you once seemed to love me back but you grew

Pam’s peaceful place

Pams peaceful place prose poem

We had a bountiful garden filled with sweet corn and peas We had tasted good vegetables before, but none so good as these In an area of south eastern wisconsin, just across the illinois state line We discovered a place

Twilight Memories

Twilight Memories short poem

The aesthetic beauty of twilight , Reminds of a lost soul, In the fleeting moment of bygone years, That vanished to oblivion, Surfacing in the sea of thoughts, To bring back the silent hopes, Wishfully strewn in path of life.

Beginning Begun

Beginning Begun short poem

In a nearby flat a radio whispers, Birdsong begins its chatter in the bushes And giggling lovers tickle the dawn; Rain beats its gentle rhythms on the window, Occasional cars issue hushed rumble escapes And those still awake Wonder about

The Past, The Present, But What About The Future ?

The Past, The Present, But What About The Future ? short poem

The blood on the streets Homes broken apart Everyone shouting for the help of God The horn is blown And the Civilians and soldiers set their guns and weapons Bullets elevating through the air into the body Children crying in

The Empty Me

The Empty Me short poem

As empty as light and as dense as darkness. We begin, we finish and know no end. In the woods, in the crowd we remain the same and we strive for the stars holding on the sands. The beauty that

I Am A Long Forgotten Soul

I Am A Long Forgotten Soul short poem

I am a very long forgotten soul, I have nothing, of which I can take pride, I am dwindling with my every stride. I am having no path to stroll, Every time I try to try, I am thrown aside,

Wilderness Flying Regiment

Wilderness Flying Regiment short poem

A team of nine magnificent Canada geese fling in a “V” formation; over a serene alpine pond, skirted with a host of budding alpine wildflowers, amongst fresh spring vegetation. The Canada geese are flying low over this tranquil setting, their

Happy Poem!

Happy Poem! short poem

Heaps and heaps of words Stuck in desperation, mute, blind I un-turn pages and unfold stories A deliberate, hysterical rewind A happy poem they ask for Color, dance and delight I dig out thoughts, restlessly Terrified letters turn white A

Slow down

Slow down short poem

The things you do when there is nothing Hungry bellies looking to excel Young minds spending their time bluffing and how the stories tell Pure with gracious words and subtle movements Grabbing eyes and thoughts the same Never staying in

Bella’s Secret

Bellas Secret ballad

Trauma is all I have known My courage is gone and now I am alone Too feeble to think of what took place Embracing the past of jaded disgrace You weren’t the presence of protection in my life With your

Stand Up

Stand Up long poem

They say we should stand for something so I’m standing for this, A voice for the broken, to ensure we’re not dismissed, An example of the fact that you should not discriminate, We don’t dislike ourselves, it’s just the illness

The Giving Tree

The Giving Tree short poem

The trees give us water and fresh air, We shouldn’t be destructive that isn’t really fair; They give us oxygen and food, We shouldn’t kick them or break their leaves whether in a rage or in a bad mood; To

Free From Anxiety

Free From Anxiety short poem

When temptation comes Smoothness stops A prison is formed Anxious and bored Around the wheel An obstacle feel There is an angle Psychic illness bangle Of stressful thoughts In your accounts Stop all your shouts Temptation now Just let it

The Roadside Tree

The Roadside Tree prose poem

Passing by that deserted road one autumn evening My eyes caught sight of a forlorn tree All dried up without a single green leaf It looked pathetic and a picture of grief Lost , as if in the memories of

A Few Steps Before The Storm

A Few Steps Before The Storm short poem

Bones of driftwood wind ornaments clatter leak sand onto the porch, years removed from the sea sky darkening since noon, wind coming in a variable rush quelling the waves while gulls knife across the Sound there’s a greening smell from

The Reason

The Reason prose poem

When given a deep thought a certain realization hovered over my head. …truly everything happens for a reason, a reason that sometimes may be an unknown illusion, sometimes the things we curse and at times something that overwhelms us to

Music

Music long poem

Weary soul needs to survive Broken heart must stay alive Where word is not sufficient Music is efficient Flows from the ear to the heart Strengthens soul set apart Uplift depressed spirit And make sadness exit Music acts like magic

Life is beautiful

Life is beautiful short poem

Life is full of difficulty sometimes makes us feel guilty life is full of hurdles we may just want someone to curdle sometimes we will be alone and sometimes we emerge like a balloon sometimes we are low but every