Vicarious Poems

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

Inamorata:beat Of The Heart

Inamorata:beat Of The Heart ode

Lost under the spell you cast on me, Torment me with what was never meant to be, Don’t you see what I see It’s just that you love me. You’re beautiful,you’re mind is pure To a disease named love you’re

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Doctor Of Philosophy

Doctor Of Philosophy short poem

I He caged a raven thereby saddening a sufi gentleman ,who thought none of the fraternity of man incompetent to do something so absurd . Actually ,when consulting the mirror of his mind and the one in his bedroom, he

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Welcome Sir!

Welcome Sir! short poem

It was a fascinating night like albino children playing in park. I was gazing at sky. The years have gone by one by one. I am still walking on dead leaves refusing the fruits. This was me, no urge, no

Fried Green Spinach

Fried Green Spinach prose poem

Walking in the bush, late in the afternoon: Spring winding trails Among Plantae et Animalia. An independent world —Sort of realm of alien species Welcomes your senses with a storm of small flies (genus Drosophila) Which playfully floods the air,

A New Prophet

A New Prophet long poem

first I woke the birds clumsy steps on crumbling asphalt it was the antidepressants an undiagnosed chemical stroke my mood uplifted my right foot dragging on occasion tripping over carpet or in this case turd-black pebbles clattering waking hidden birds

Tese Meets Rosemary

Tese Meets Rosemary ode

It was indeed orchestrated by providence, for two hypnotized by love on social media. It was indeed the innovation of the times that united two once unbeknownst to each other. Separated by tongue, culture, values and distance. A French kiss


Hope ballad

What’s life but a phase Before we reach a better place And what you feel in your heart Sometimes we all set apart There are days we are crumbling under And days again When we reach for thunder And when

Maybe (mumbai, July 2016)

Maybe (mumbai, July 2016) short poem

Maybe, just maybe, love is not a forever thing you know? Maybe it is just an evening spent taking crowded trains to unknown stations figuring announcements in foreign languages and wandering walks through dilapidated bylanes full of squishy muck and

Love Sonnet 121

Love Sonnet 121 sonnet poems

The Heavens look awesome from where I stand, Staggering my thoughts, such expanse to fly, Is such splendor seen from your side of land Despite clouds that the viewing of which deny; I raised my outstretched hand to feel the

A Stride Beyond

A Stride Beyond short poem

Light casts shadows Of all it finds – Never its own ! You may dislike Liking me; But can’t stop me Liking you ! Life, neither an analogy Nor an anomaly, It’s an imagery – all along ; All left

Vitamin “L”

Vitamin L short poem

It all begins with God and nature when we are born , and bring to every face a smile…, As we grow and enjoy the world , sing and dance – classical or freestyle…. We forget and consume every grain

Nurturing Lungs

Nurturing Lungs short poem

A spoonful of sugar melts into his tea And how perfectly made they are My nurturing soul is utterly satisfied While his lungs let go of the tar “If that balloon pops, I shall cry I already feel just like

And Another Thing…

And Another Thing... long poem

Well and you can’t believe in superstition and believe in destiny what’s meant to be is meant to be and you can’t jinx yourself just by revealing your dreams no, nor can you curse yourself ‘cuz curses don’t exist for

I Wonder

I Wonder short poem

Some times I feel that things have lost meaning small joys don’t matter any more we all are running to where, we don’t know. and once in a while we pause for someone who can’t run anymore then leave the

The Watcher

The Watcher short poem

The watcher, he sits over there, Staring,I can see him staring his evil glare, He’s the watcher, he watches ’till I sleep, Then he’ll come for me creep, creep, I drift alone into a world of dread, I cannot move,can’t

The Wholeness

The Wholeness short poem

Days are crisp, nights chilled. A lake of fluid fire, under the clouds, prepares for a virgin assault. I do not thaw the frozen hurts, respect the disguise of the old lover. Hearing my own voice from a distance? I

A Day

A Day short poem

Oh just playing We were just so simple But developments occur Astonishment was trembling Much noise Laughing and arguing Oh a day I call it a day of remembrance Meeting new people All things changed Never knew about it It

Fear Of Flying

Fear Of Flying short poem

In the midst of conversation A question rose out of the blue, What would I do if such opportunity were to arise. In a conversation about long term goals without hesitation or notion Without any specifics given to her question


Broken short poem

Heart burning bad, her eyes wanna cry Carving for death bt for some she wanna try Again she takes a chance bt no one to rely Everything is fine, to herself she lie. People around name her a heart breaker

Off The Cliff

Off The Cliff long poem

A narrow path with cliffs on the sides, I am walking along it since a time — Unaccountable… the path veil’d by Mist ahead! I see no end, neither can I relive that time when I started… Dark cloaked strangers

A Simple Life

A Simple Life elegy

The old log cabin in the woods half hidden by the evergreens, a cozy home once filled with hope, was now a box of broken dreams. A tired body, tired mind, and lonely heart was all she had. The man

Oh! To immortalize you

Oh! To immortalize you short poem

Squatting on the grayness of the rock I let the breeze chill the marrows of my bone on the wet sand I wrote your name a receding wave squiggled it away leaving behind a brown sediment of moist sand. my

Energy, Power, Life and Self

Energy, Power, Life and Self short poem

Energy is power, power is energy, But passion can be exhausting. Everytime I lie, I’m telling the truth. It is not a mountain that lies before me but a range How can God be forgiving if ‘e doesn’t judge? ‘e

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

An Old Pair Of Jeans

An Old Pair Of Jeans short poem

We stood there, Leaning against the rusted rail. Watching the blend of day and night- With stars slowly coming to life, Shining bright. We watched the purple horizon- Comforted by the passive fire, Of our presence. Like an old pair


Morzine short poem

1916. Rossetti and Taberlet. Those are the first two names we read on the memorial, The captured soldier breaking for freedom, stood silently upon the delicately quiet letters that form lost names. There for decades, in sleepy Morzine. The thick

Peace Please

Peace Please long poem

Truth is I’m just another woman forced to face The crime of a close friend Truth is where I come from everything is allowed except peace From hookers and hoes to junkies and crack babies From victims turned murderers To


Kites. long poem

Kites , high they fly On their distinct path Wandering, discovering, redefining … With burning desire They fly… Red, green, white, gray and golden All belonged to me Or do they?? Red , is my first favourite It flies forever,

To Live Life As We All See Fit.

To Live Life As We All See Fit. prose poem

Freedom an all important right in this country coming from faith and mercy hundreds of years ago Control is now becoming a standard way of life, being told what to say or how to live is not the way one

A Photographer

A Photographer short poem

A photographer captures a mystery, Of an unheard allegory, One that is deep and subaqueous, has memories engraved and precious. He collects beautiful images, reflecting candid moments & stages, unfolding a legendary lineage, captivating one’s mind’s envisage! It is at

Self Medication

Self Medication prose poem

Pharmacist’s pantry or landlord’s larder, choices aplenty for a mind so disposed. Maximum dosage to test the boundaries, roulette wheel silently spinning. Senses slither away like an exposed serpent, seeking the shapelessness of the shadows. The comforting numbness of certain

Uncertainty Of Love

Uncertainty Of Love short poem

Is it a melted metal?, Or a falling star? I don’t know… Because, it is absent in between the sky and the earth. Is it a black ink?, Or a white paper? I don’t know… Because, it keeps some gunpowder

I Think, I Learned, I Know

I Think, I Learned, I Know short poem

Out on a long journey Towards an unknown destiny I can hear someone calling me behind But I learned, I know things can’t get rewinded. I wish I could have a genie Asking my three wishes to fulfil But I

Season Of Departures

Season Of Departures short poem

The sun seemed to lose its warmth and The Clouds grey and white, were busy Occupying places all over, adjusting Themselves like a piece on a puzzle board. A season, I tell you, it was a season of departures. A

The Power Of Love

The Power Of Love short poem

Love is the power, in the center of your soul That makes you feel needed And wanted and whole It is the force within that heals the wounds of life That eases your anguish and lessens your strife It’s giving

Girl- A Lost Diamond

Girl  A Lost Diamond short poem

I used to be my family’s pearl But I am a curse as I am a girl Those four being monsters ate me with a sabre I used to be mumma’s doll those four threw me like a ball I

The Photograph

The Photograph elegy

Linked arms, looking into the future, my daughters, In jim-jams, bought from Sunday markets, Off the Thame Road, and your beautiful young faces. This picture of a world I no longer have, imbued With all the scattered sadnesses of time,


Love permit short poem

Oh My love let me submit Your innocent smile is love permit One by one, bit by bit I am just inclined to hit All those who come in the way This is how I make my day You are


Faith short poem

Dark surrounding me, encompassing me, suffocating me blackness filling my lungs with sorrow, pain, while hope deserts me leaving me weak, fragile, forlorn. Dank, musty air reminiscent of decaying ancient tombs echo the horror I feel as my breath becomes

A Voice within…

A Voice within… short poem

There is a voice in me, I listen to barely. Invisible as phantom shadows, It haunts me, taunts me. I sip some poison Inebriated; It flaunts me. It knocks me off, Scissors me in two, ‘Good or evil, whose baby