Umpteen Poems

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

Unique

Unique short poem

Mother can take care of her umpteen children single handidly Umpteen children struggle to take care of their mother collectively Mother can’t differentiate between herself and her children Children feel mother as one of the part of the family Mother’s

Poems containing references to : Umpteen

Me And My Arrogance

Me And My Arrogance long poem

The moment my heart beat began in the safe domain of my mother’s womb was the moment my mother took charge of me Nine months of intensive care in her womb sacrificing her pleasure but enjoying every moment of her

Mother And Child

Mother And Child prose poem

The deafening cry of the infant and the tiring but resounding smile of the mother herald the arrival of the little cradle to this mystical world of umpteen wonder The creaking sound of the child’s crying,suddenly and abruptly ending, with

Haste

Haste prose poem

The tight schedules in the office frustrated him to quit the job in haste Post retirement he fancied life to be a bed of roses with no Boss to make him walk on thorns He did not bother what position

WELL (INT)ENDED!

WELL (INT)ENDED! long poem

FITS AND STARTS For a cold winter’s day When you’re, maybe, all sad and forlorn, Here’s a tale, Which, to many, may not be known. It may not be a mystery, it may not evoke fear, But it shall make

Tribute To Grand Son

Tribute To Grand Son long poem

Tribute – on his Birth I stepped into the evening Of my life and lost interest in living And thought of leaving This wild world. I was waiting To see my grand son arriving Into this wicked world smiling Before

Mistakes

Mistakes short poem

MISTAKES I often wondered why Eraser shrinks gradually to vanish for ever I realised that the more mistake I did while doing Home work, the more I have to use the eraser to correct my mistakes I never for a

Woodrose

Woodrose short poem

The whole truth was porus, a hard punch on my face. We stood on the edge of lies. Body twisted at several places, mutually hating, yet telling sweet nothings, bored umpteen times like eroded hisses. The shrieks belie the red

Did You Miss Me ?

Did You Miss Me ? long poem

I slept wondering if he would miss me Was it easy for him to leave me? I saw him going happily Surprisingly He came back and asked me If I would like to come along with him My eyes startled

The Full Circle

The Full Circle long poem

Seeking a bride at my ripe age Getting married amidst near and dear feeling as a special person in the groom’s attire Humming those romantic tunes holding her hand experiencing the heavenly feeling at our honeymoon decorating our little hamlet

Fear Factor

Fear Factor long poem

Sitting on an elevated hilly place on a bright sun shine day and gauging the far away sea , seeing its borders touching the skies, Watching the movement of vehicles down below on a well developed city with multiple sky

In Memory Of A Centurian

In Memory Of A Centurian long poem

The ever youthful never sober, always cheerful and smiling, a man of solid virtues and discipline bid adieu to this world of umpteen wonder after scoring a memorable century to the disappointment of thousands of his admirers Nelamangala Venkataraman Sharma

Rise From The Grave

Rise From The Grave long poem

People with greed and selfishness rule this world of umpteen wonder The one who burns within himself for not digesting the prosperity of the other is recognised as a good Human being Living for oneself is not living at all

I

I short poem

I am not defined by your appraisal ratings. I am not defined by the fact that you nag me for being a unconcerned husband, or yell for being a failed father. I am not defined by your hollow looks every

Mom’s The Word

Moms The Word long poem

Mom’s the word…A BIRTHDAY TRIBUTE She was the eighth child out of the ten born to the high-profile session judge couple; She spent her childhood amidst her siblings in a traditional orthodox environment with an aristocrat touch in her lifestyle.

Oh My Lord

Oh My Lord short poem

Oh my Lord, I am totally at your mercy Knowingly or Unknowingly I might have sinned and like a mother forgiving her child I beg of you to treat me as such and when the time comes to bid adieu

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Pedalos and Pharaohs

Pedalos and Pharaohs short poem

Crescent moon winking behind cappuccino clouds Children dressed in designer hoody shrouds Virtual lives of imaginary friends Living in the empty space between conceptual bookends Checking in the mirror to see if its the real you Locked outside the cage

Wrath

Wrath short poem

I feel this ever looming wrath. It comes from within. Sure to destroy everything in its path. But as this soul would come out. The whisps of smoke will arise. Rotten a cadaver only will be perceived. A thousand clouds

They Say

They Say prose poem

They say; You know how to write. We just don’t have time for you. You know what, This is going to be painful. It’s never our intention to hurt anyone. The thing is, You seem quiet, arrogant. We’re unsure if

On Reader’s Digest – 4

On Reader’s Digest – 4 short poem

Dear readers, Reader’s Digests denote That readers read and clearly emote Their feelings out and try to devote Their money and time for this rowboat. The mind that reads it will surely vote Their success that is sure to roam

Another Untitled Sonnet

Another Untitled Sonnet sonnet poems

She told me to move on, I was reluctant, But I needed to be gone…! I tried so hard to let go, And nothing was the same, As I was falling to my lowest low…!! A glimmer of hope, Shone

Song Of Spring

Song Of Spring short poem

Today I heard a robin sing Heralding the coming spring A song of exultation to the sky An ode to earth’s awakening I saw a willow on the hill It’s branches greening in the sun And all the earth seemed

Slovenly Appearance

Slovenly Appearance prose poem

He operates a picayune business– A tea stall with very little eatables People expect in such stalls And look at him with surprise But he remains unmoved He has his own shabby style of living He carries on business in

Life’s Mystery

Lifes Mystery short poem

You descended Into my being Like a pixie Had mesmerized Me and bestowed Me with vivacity. You met me Mingled with Shared secrets Suddenly left Shocked and Stunned Couldn’t discern Causes of your outset! Life is a mystery We keep

A Farewell Message

A Farewell Message long poem

At this very hour of my life I am sitting alone with a heavy headache I have neither anger nor hatred for you; But I simply pity you And I feel sinful myself; You made me venture into this impossibility

A Defeated Man

A Defeated Man short poem

The man that created me is old and defeated His paralyzed and tired body fights not to get discouraged Yet, with his inability to do any activity constantly is reminded That life is not so kind when you are disabled

Questions

Questions short poem

Why should I be a trophy to adorn your shelves? Why should I be a kite with a broken string? Why should my flight be halted? Why should I mount the altar of martyrdom? Why should I not bare my

Secret Admirer

Secret Admirer short poem

I saw a girl in purple Red were her lips..! The wind was blowing.. And the strands playing piano on her cheeks!! She was talking to a boy.. May be a special one…! Jealous I felt with her smiling tone.

Time/illusion

Time/illusion prose poem

What is time? Is it something we have? Was it granted to us from the great beyond? What do we do with time? I mean, we only have so much of it. Is time an illusion, something not really there?

In Her Fragrant Mist

In Her Fragrant Mist short poem

“Tell me”, said she, “What do you think of me?” “A Brazilian forest and the scent of roasting coffee beans”, said he, smiling at her teasingly. Blushing, she smiled, her cheeks wore the radiance of Tavel Rosé, She leaned over,

If Only

If Only short poem

If only you knew I want you close to me Hold my hand touch my heart Look in my eyes then you see Pull me closer Kiss me softly Maybe you will see What I can’t say in words The

Cobain Rises

Cobain Rises long poem

A poet of the troubled soul A life on who the devil took his toll A happy bouncing bundle of joy Who turned into an angry stepson boy Dear Boddah, will you be my friend? And always will until the

Fulfilment

Fulfilment short poem

The moment of loneliness The feeling of devastation The losing of hopes, all hopes.. The instance I felt cast away, purposeless.. There..! I see you, heading towards me, Like a light that destroys darkness And you light up my soul

Glitters of glass

Glitters of glass short poem

My life is like broken glass in my hands What was once a beautiful ornament, now is shattered pieces of glass The terror that came in the night Has become the terror of the day It’s like I’m in a

Momma’s Poetry

Mommas Poetry short poem

Momma! I am your poem. From that mountain hole Too many pains left And from the island of the vexation A little pleasure on the journey twinkle They made  a missiles I was fabricated just below your heart  And I am

Poor We

Poor We short poem

Middle class mentalities and the dreams of diamonds Musical nights in the clubs with books of bibles Oceans of beauties but the horrible depths World adores the transparency of my breaths Quiet calm lips with the suspicious smiles Bare flawless

Writers Block

Writers Block short poem

Some days are harder than others. For so many topics I’ve already covered. Where to start? Where to begin? Story to lose? Story to win? Epic feelings to make one cry, A tragic tale of a sad goodbye? Soaring emotions

Girl On The Train

Girl On The Train short poem

I was travelling once again, Hoping I could refrain. With many thoughts in my brain, Travelling all the way to Maine. My thoughts were drawn to the smell of the rain, And that refreshed my brain. Thats when she got

Blackwater

Blackwater short poem

A self-protecting game was going on. After the paternity test there was slow burning inside the moon. Earth heaved a big sigh. Blackwater was making a muddy sound. Embroidery was fading aftermoon. I open the window to uncover the chill.

The Time Is 10.23 Pm

The Time Is 10.23 Pm long poem

The time is 10.23 pm The time is 10.23 pm; I thought I would tell you the time. I realise you will want to have this time again, But there simply is not the time. I do not have an