Tuesday Poems

Tuesday poems that are original and profound. Explore a brilliant collection of tuesday poetry that you can’t stop reading. These poems on tuesday are published by poets from all over the world and are sure to keep you High On Poems!

I Want A Tuesday Kind Of Love

I Want A Tuesday Kind Of Love prose poem

I want a Tuesday kind of love. The sort of thing that involves little dreaming and scheming; the sort of thing that comes paired with too-strong coffee and too-loud songbirds and the drone of the news at 6 a.m. or

Lucky Tuesday

Lucky Tuesday short poem

Same rise, Regular routine Boring set, Ending with gym That’s what I imagined for today I never knew this typical day would turn a Lucky Tuesday! Still wondering why did you come up and said “Hi”? Just then you stole

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Poetry is. It just is.

Poetry is. It just is. poetry articles

Poetry doesn’t just happen. It’s not just a bunch of words grabbed hastily and arranged to rhyme, it’s not even a so called overflow of emotions. Poetry is much more than that. It’s the silence that echoes within your being,

Her

Her prose poem

You want the girl that wears pretty flowing dresses and floral Vans. Not the girl who wears mismatched brightly coloured trainers With odd socks and jumpers that would be more suited a boy on the Nickelodeon channel in 1996. You

Patron Of The Dying Arts

Patron Of The Dying Arts long poem

Perfect hot white ceiling giving back planetary anger at persons and plants making a griddle of the city’s streetmap and challenging those afoot to not drown swallowed in their own sweat Opera singer enters air conditioned library cool and quiet

Seven Kind

Seven Kind short poem

Once when the forest wept, We hid under a tree, as if protected. Twice we saw the force of the storms, Cycle so stunning, even as it poured. Three pinecones fell to the ground, When they splashed, what a sound.

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Inside My Prose Poem Is Happiness, Happiness For All

Inside My Prose Poem Is Happiness, Happiness For All prose poem

Inside my prose poem is happiness, happiness for all. Even the juicy parts don’t lack think material. I have it on good authority. My autistic Aunt says I should stop writing. Where are the beans? I was told in my

From The Rail Track

From The Rail Track long poem

The hoot of the train was shrill enough to bring me back to my consciousness, With eyes half shut I could see the sunrise albeit my body was in oppressive soreness. Thankful was I that the night was over, And

The Walk

The Walk short poem

I can say without a doubt that you did not simply follow others you made your own path though it was and is hard one of those untrodden trails where every rock twists your joints and leads nowhere but up

Native Land

Native Land long poem

When you are in your native land Suddenly meeting an uncertain hour of setting winter eventide in clumsy manner, When the determined darkness striding too fast Mingles with receding rays of days last sun That down over crimson void. You

El Supreme

El Supreme prose poem

Vestigial wings choke gills unbalancing tails Latching onto me Making an Arabic character out of my trail in the sand Where I window shop for girlfriends to stop devolution She’ll be perfect and symmetric Crystal and sound Like a moon

My Friend

My Friend elegy

My friend My lifetime friend You are now at peace. You’ve stumbled through dark tunnels. You’ve travelled, long, and hard. Now time has passed your journey’s at its end. Your pain still edged on my heart and soul and friendship,

A Spirit’s Tale

A Spirit’s Tale short poem

They brought back saddle without the warrior. Wrinkled eyes of a broken mother frozen with tears, pick up the pieces of carpet woven with blood. Lotuses are disappearing from the serene lake; migrated to seeds. There are no visitors. Who

Reasons To Burn

Reasons To Burn short poem

For the world must turn And the fire must burn As the cold north wind blows God only knows What would I know? For a raincloud sheds it’s water And the nights become shorter A sweet tune needs a melody

The Silver Lining

The Silver Lining short poem

You came into my barren world When I had fallen short of life With beautiful dreams ever dreamt of Filling colors to each and every dream of mine With the dazzling aroma of the shining moon With the soothing breeze

I Never Fell In Love With You

I Never Fell In Love With You prose poem

I never fell in love with you Not even the first time I asked if you wanted to see a movie And you looked up at me with that smile and said, “Are you asking me on a date?” And

Pantheon

Pantheon short poem

After the moon it was an unkempt night. I wanted to kill the narrative and recast the frozen history. A dirt road leads to a new trajectory now, splattered with blood. A double tongued thought brings the ire of screaming

Nature

Nature ode

Nature is a mother’s womb wherein purest of souls lie within. Souls of trees, souls of flowers and soul of humming bee that moves around in the park. All it does tell is the way to give and aspires to

Unanswered Questions Of An Innocent Childhood

Unanswered Questions Of An Innocent Childhood long poem

A little childhood collecting Waste papers on a garbage dump Asked me, “Am I borne to do this job?” I had no answer A childhood begging on roadside Asked me, “Is my childhood borne for begging?” I had no answer

Pledging Support

Pledging Support short poem

You throw the berries in the river to stun the fish. A mannequin wants to go nude. The tormentor holes up in a bunker. You undertake a fast to clean the dirty plumes of a swan who will not take

Rejoicing With Love!!!

Rejoicing With Love!!! short poem

My lonely heart loses its way Always looks for a one, Wandering here and there Gets a mirage, but not a real one. Oh!!! Exhausted feelings that come And life becomes lifeless for a while, No way to stop, but

Absolute Certainty

Absolute Certainty long poem

Why don’t we do what we are supposed to do? This question is so close to you. We have our lives, we live, we matter. We do some things, not always for the better. Why don’t we change when it’s

I Love You

I Love You short poem

Two little words, Like ‘Thank You’, Don’t say it all, For the happy things, That you have brought, Into my Life. I don’t need, To say it aloud, That I love you, And the meaning, You have in my life

Black Roses

Black Roses short poem

Wading in your memories. Through an orange smoke. Against a mirror, a lake shrinks. Days are smaller now licking the night I will count the candles Of your birthday. A haunted landscape scoops a wedding of a flame with a

Awakening

Awakening short poem

The dew, now a honey gold, slipped between the blades of lush, The cleansing dawn, The morning hush, The clearing of sky, The fleeting rush. With a twinkle in my eye, And dreams unborn, I rose to the awakening, Of

Cheers For The Rain

Cheers For The Rain short poem

Hooray! Cheers for the falling rain Lifting a veil of haze, even the sight of a distant train A parade of colorful umbrellas bobbing, like music in refrain Their owners gingerly navigating the puddles of rain A cooling mist on

Bending With Life

Bending With Life short poem

Trees all around me. Trees moving with wind. Wind is making the trees bend. Trees bending, but not breaking with the wind. Trees are like my life. Moving with the wind. I’m bending with the wind, But I’m not breaking,

Holiday Boredom

Holiday Boredom long poem

Here I sit because I did not choose To waste my life in the empty living room But in actual fact, I had nothing much to lose It was the holidays, and I was young Here I lie because I

Into The Woods

Into The Woods short poem

I have something say, but fear, not dare, blood runs cold and I feel a Chill. If only some could understand how we feel, For the consequences of a confession we had to reveal, And the situations that we have

Make A Difference

Make A Difference short poem

So many dreams we have as we grow. As we hear the horns of our life begin to blow. Have we run out of time? Can we do something and shine? We live in a world where everyone rushes through.

A Beacon In The Storm

A Beacon In The Storm short poem

The storms rage on, beating brows and bending backs Trees in the winds; swaying else they may snap Collars pulled tight and heads bowed down Not daring to look up at the deluge all around Through gloomy days and long,

The Seeds Of Love

The Seeds Of Love short poem

The pomegranate burst apart in a shower of purple-red spray and blunt red teeth disproving the chic appeal of white upholstery we cleaned the crime scene long hours on our knees soaking cloths with tart white vinegar and dabbing away

A Vintage Friend

A Vintage Friend prose poem

Forget me not, my vintage friend, though life in me takes flight. I’m with you now and always, though far and out of sight. Remember all the best of times and love that we both shared, and let those memories

The Poisened Blue

The Poisened Blue short poem

When the bloodshed starts at the doorstep of solemn silence, give me a lone engagement with the invisible to unchain the split heart. I will take away the pain from home and come back in failing light when a star

Greatest Of All

Greatest Of All english poems

Above all, above the world and the galaxy There is God, there is wonder and hope We have God who cares and carries us away Where joy is always with us Most of all, most of the wonders and glory

Love

Love short poem

Moonlight streaks, Empty streets, Lonely hearts, Miles apart. Tender strokes, Memories touched, Love – lust, All gone to dust . Bare face , Deep eyes, Empty chairs, Lifeless smiles. Heartache, Heartbreak, Momentary unrest, Light stroke. Golden glow, Emotions flow, Take

Like Cain Of Old

Like Cain Of Old short poem

I placed her as a goddess above me And gazed upon her in awe and worship I harvested the best of me And brought it before her in words and deeds My very soul I placed upon her altar My

What We Feel Is True…

What We Feel Is True... short poem

I am an orphan, I think of my parents often, I hope that they are alive, But why they left me aside? They left me with a purpose, Or lost me in a ambush, All I want to know, Is

Belief And Faith Promotes

Belief And Faith Promotes long poem

Some persons wanted Him to be killed Others planned to tie Him up or to expel Plans of polytheists of Ka’bah, He was revealed He moved to Medina, with a mission to propel Besiegers followed Him, to track Tracking led

Eyes

Eyes short poem

They don’t lie, do they? They don’t ask questions, they reply, How do you not respond to the plight? How can you just ignore the sighs? Beauty resides in the core, Surrender is one of its pore, From where the

Outside The Mind

Outside The Mind short poem

prisoner of retribution, he was buried under a salt lake, elusive, his crotch, not far from stings of wasps, the blood spills, he would wonder how to catch the truth in black river, wrapped in imperforated causes, leaking with curses,