Tump Poems

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

Trump

Trump short poem

When the loud trumpets lie And the slithering mist usher our souls’ demise A chameleon claims the eagle flag as his right Dismissing us all like flies This Caesar is no savior His arrogance betrays his hateful designs We remember

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It is never too late!

It is never too late! short poem

I wish I could dance, I wish I could sing, If only had I tried to learn, When I had a chance! I am scared of the water, Don’t know how to swim, I need to lose about 5 kilos

Bubble

Bubble short poem

we were one when together whole complete eye gazing until the wee hours of the morning no sleep just happy hearts beating together longing to be with him ache in my heart living 10 minutes away but worlds apart both

I’ve Danced On Many Worlds, And Will On Many More.

Ive Danced On Many Worlds, And Will On Many More. prose poem

I’ve danced on many worlds, and will on many more. Each have proven unique, with many lessons to learn. I’ve traveled far but have farther still to go. The road is long and tiresome, with many falling and failing to

Summer Soulitude

Summer Soulitude short poem

We walk the deserted streets of my city. The scorching hot cement sizzles that transparent vibration that warmth has under the light of day. We go from empty shops to empty museums to empty shops again, staring at blank walls

Window

Window short poem

A way to the outer world from inside Is the window – an agent certified; Gloomy, depressed, woeful world Is made happy with a small riptide Which comes to the sight of bide Who live in and try to bestride

Elevation

Elevation long poem

Alone, perched upon the precipice, The Thinker, swathed in Olympian bliss, Thought thoughts of Truth and Power. The din to his ears did not rise, He did not witness Mankind’s demise From his lofty ivory tower. He fashioned fantastical fancies,

A Letter To Jesus

A Letter To Jesus ode

Oh Lord Jesus, lover of my soul, He that shineth upon my poor heart. Cleanse me of every ungodly role that pierces thee like a fiery dart. Deliver my soul I beseech thee, from the deceiver’s ravenous jaws. Cause me

Face It

Face It short poem

One of those days No way can I stay Like this Many ways in But no way clear The edge of the knife Is ever near Life in it’s place A two sided face Which one to choose For the

Don’t want this world of yours

Dont want this world of yours short poem

To wail uncontrollably, to sob till it hurts, to beat myself till I go numb, and can’t feel the senses anymore. To lie naked on a bare floor, with no recollection of passing time, to be kicked again and again

Pallbearer

Pallbearer short poem

If you come to me, I will show you my cupboard…….. photographs, paintings of old days, dead butterfly, dried snake skin, old is never gold, pain and anger…… broken leaves, dust around dead grasshopper, dead caterpillar, owl and mice. moon

HICCUPS

HICCUPS short poem

Hic, Hic-Hic, Hic-Hic-Hic…! The night Lay in the Veil of darkness Letting out A series Of hiccups One after another While The Sun Shone brightly Lighting the world Down under! Was the night Getting wary Of doing long hours Of

S.t.r.o.ng.

S.t.r.o.ng. long poem

Here I am, Marooned on this land. My feet sink down into shifting sand. At times it feels more like quicksand. I look around, I scan – The battle seems to be out of hand. I need backup, a helping

A Certain Age

A Certain Age short poem

If I forget spring, bruise my face with grass to meld with soil in prescience of later ritual. If I forget summer, drip on my tongue the blood of fresh berries, and the insolent taste of mint. If I forget

Leave him be

Leave him be short poem

Bleak is the light that shone once on horizon it is dusk again before it could be dawn he took the flight thinking love would heal flew too close to sun had not read the fable of Icarus perhaps now

Pieces Of Now

Pieces Of Now short poem

Ever grown in adolescence, A convoluted leading presence, Thoughts loom large or small, Can this be it, can this be all? Eyes flicker like bulbs burning, Rarely it all fits or so I’m learning, Consumed with madness my kindness finds,

She

She short poem

Every brunt she has to bear. Every music she has to face. Learn to value the word ‘she’ my dear. Because she is the whole humanity’s base. She encapsulated you when you were a homogenised matter. She bore the dreadful

You’ll Be Who You’ll Be

Youll Be Who Youll Be short poem

There was a time where one once told me There’ll be moment when you’ll be who you’ll be I didn’t know it then but I know it now That sometimes you have to choose between the good and the bad

The Game Of Love

The Game Of Love short poem

The game of love Some play with other hearts Yet they end up alone without excuses And when they realize they lost their whole lives Time cannot go back and fix the mess And so they go looking for another

Love Sonnet 229

Love Sonnet 229 sonnet poems

When trophies rained upon my neighbor’s yard, With not a trickle spilling on my lawn, Seems that misfortune fell on me so hard, Through nights of darkness without hints of dawn; Time pelted me with woes that I can’t shake,

Tears

Tears short poem

Tears doth speak The silent scream from the heart. What we cannot say in words, We utter them all with our eyes. The unspoken sorrow and the pain, Shown in the flow of a tear; A cry from the damaged

Try

Try short poem

Try I will, to start trying After you have broken; Not my heart, but my soul of truth. Try I will, to start trying After you have killed; Not my wishes, but my hope for good. Try I will, and

Hidden Tides

Hidden Tides short poem

Shadows danced along the sea. Inviting. To move with the currents. While the waves unfold Seducing. To sing with the screams of the ground Beating hearts rolling out. Like love. It felt like one. But the risks are quite painful.

Serpent

Serpent short poem

Every night, a fire burns bright Inside the cave. The one-eyed snake Comes crawling Drawn by the promise of warmth That emanates from the leaping flames. Its forked tongue struts in and out Like lightning. Its limp agile body Tightens,

Smile

Smile prose poem

It’s important to smile, isn’t it? I can easily tell I am not good at few things and I’m pretty good at few I need not make up for things I don’t want to do. every person on earth is

Puppets on Strings

Puppets on Strings short poem

None our own devices in any scheme of things We all are but nothing than puppets on strings With advent designed for a set time on stage All expectedly ordained impossible to rearrange Often get manipulated and to probable comply

The Master’s Meal

The Masters Meal short poem

When you’re in a service, and the Holy Ghost is there, Here is something with you, I need to share. When you go to the Alter to kneel down and pray, Don’t worry about what people might think or say.

God Is Good

God Is Good long poem

I was going through the year feeling just fine, while writing my rhymes. Not a worry, not a care, nothing to bear. Then along come spring, such a wonderful thing, didn’t have an idea of what it would bring. I

Forgotten Heartbeats

Forgotten Heartbeats short poem

Winged companions tweet, The most beautiful melody, Of the song in my soul, In the twilight magical hour. Unnoticed and always present, Like a gentle heartbeat, A fragile throb of life, That is beyond my realm. With tiny flapping wings,

Nobody

Nobody elegy

I am nobody I am a king without a throne A garden in the desert of a tree Who knows where I come from Who knows where I go Who knows why I spare my dreams for nothing I am

A Simple Old Man With Righteousness Rife

A Simple Old Man With Righteousness Rife sonnet poems

The simple old man cherished self-determination, For he knew how harsh past subjugation had been; He spent his last days ameliorating his city from within, Restoring harmony by easing friction led to his elation; Hark! The baleful bell of belligerence

Drink Deeply From My Soul…

Drink Deeply From My Soul... long poem

Drink deeply from my soul, this imitation of Life you may forget just remember our dreams and desires… I have been known to you as the One, the Unbounded, the Known and Unknown, the Infinite inside the small and great,

We Will Live To Win Another Day

We Will Live To Win Another Day short poem

Divide & rule is a common act in our nations, They say politics is a dirt game, though every day we experience politics, Allocation of resources been major politics, It’s a horrifying reality but we have politicians & voters, Lisa

Bucket List

Bucket List short poem

I seen it in a movie once, the person made a list, All the the things he wants to do and all the things he missed, It really got me thinking what my list would be, I wondered what hope

An Addict, Am I?

An Addict, Am I? short poem

What human values have we today, Than just seeking a helluva lot of Happiness for the notifications When the virtual defeats reality Am I too in same cage? To forget my Man and Sons and Daughters And care about gadgets

The Banyan Square

The Banyan Square short poem

Vines entwined, in engrossing weaves. Lush green branches, on archaic trunks. A specter familiar, charmingly exotic, Gazing I stand, recollecting the years. A vision, of some evening, eons back.. Kids’ playful frolic, and cheers lively. Carefree days, romping round the

Tears

Tears long poem

Tears can be happy or tears can be sad, To embrace the good or regret the bad, They can be a sure sign of letting go, Trusting your heart when your head says no. Tears can show wisdom where there

No… My Lord…

No... My Lord... short poem

Yes My Lord I am a culprit I made a petty stealing But no one would ever believe I was a “loved” Professor My family loved me very much I was welcomed wherever I went But how on Earth I

Hollow Halls

Hollow Halls long poem

She drags her tired heels across the tainted floor Her poise held taut though her back is sore She holds on her face a cold marble stare A hard life engraved upon cheeks once so fair Her movements; once grace

Words

Words short poem

A fickle thing these words can be Vessels for hopes and expectations The building blocks for dreams How smoothly they slip off a tongue Fall on fertile ground and They will grow roots far and deep They stay with you