Walls Poems

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

Package From Beyond The Walls Of This City

Package From Beyond The Walls Of This City long poem

As I walked back to my house, i heard a stranger that passed me by mumbling numbly to himself about why a sidewalk will never unfold itself near the end of a routine and then become a fretwork of shadows.

The Walls

The Walls short poem

A green smoke was rising to ferret out the elusive pain without body. I went in search of fidgety words to patch up the conflicts of flesh. Bold as Passiflora, Crucifixion was complete. Today a gift of obeyance will arrive.

These Walls

These Walls prose poem

They’re always closing in. These walls seem to have sick minds of their own as they begin to crush me. I am one thing here. I am one person here. What I want is not most very important, dear. But

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Just For You

Just For You short poem

I am not a singer But yet I sang… ….modulating my tones… The trees heard, The flowers danced The bees kicked and rocked… The birds orchestrated for me The melody of love I sang just for her…. …but she did

Life In A Light

Life In A Light long poem

When benevolent rain God showered his furious benevolence … …. life in a light flickered and died a sudden death!!! When scorched Earthlings pinned, prayed and got an ass and a frog married to sate the rain God.. He poured

Ballad of the Captain

Ballad of the Captain ballad

The captain at the tip of his ship, Who sang into the onrushing storm. And while it raved and raised its whip, He offered it his sweet and strange song. The stars hid themselves away that night, For they could

An Ode To Girlhood

An Ode To Girlhood short poem

If these walls could speak they would tell you, The tale of sweet girlhood Of wild hair and bright eyes Heartache and sacred ties Whispered secrets-too many to tell A purple wall and a cow bell Woes and delights in

Father Figure

Father Figure short poem

The clouds, would give us no clue. Miles around, seemed abandoned… Do you ever miss us, glance down? Ever Wonder on how days pass by, here. It’s been a while, we heard mama say.. Life shallow, and she in her

What is my existence (A woman’s plea)

What is my existence (A womans plea) short poem

What is my existence? Am I just a mere substance or a thing of pleasure? Am I just a homemaker or just a refuge seeker? In this world of masks I am left with just a veil. I see this

Poem Of Sinners And Saints (v3)

Poem Of Sinners And Saints (v3) prose poem

Sinners hurt. While moonlight cracks open like a walnut, spreads soft light across open sky, they dart to alleyways, bury themselves behind their own trails shaking fists at the sky; hiding their nasty nonsense in shame, city buildings rattle their

There Is Another Dream

There Is Another Dream short poem

There is another sky of brighter days where empty heart has its fill, where another beauty glimmers on the blades of grasses. Another sunshine shoots its arrows through the clouds of a new sky. never mind my faded dreams, never

What was that dream?

What was that dream? long poem

What was that dream A colour so strange Never felt before Which neither keeps me awake Nor let me sleep Compelling me out of myself Each moment And I stand perplexed With a fractioned heart Restless, Entrapped, Behind those walls

Nature’s Masterpiece: The Child

Natures Masterpiece: The Child long poem

The Child… Nature’s complex and fascinating bundle of joy…. begins his exploratory itinerary of Life in the big world, outside the shelter … of his mother’s arms… recording the inexhaustible personality of Nature around him!! Looking around …he sees Nature,

All I want is a purple sky

All I want is a purple sky short poem

As I feel the breeze on my face, my tired brow at ease, I think of all I’ve done so far, of all that doing needs. Of exhilaration I wish would last, of joy that could kill… Of the love

Secluded Corners

Secluded Corners short poem

In some secluded corners of my heart, the blood turns cold, I feel a chill, in this warmed breeze, I am turning cold, lifeless, no emotions I’m left with, The voices I hear are just cracked up sound. In the

Advancing

Advancing short poem

Beckon me through the maze Lighting my footsteps as I tread Quiet my heart to follow with no fear of what’s ahead Still my mind to sense the way Let my trust outlive this day May no harm or hurt

A Collection

A Collection long poem

I’ m kohl dark, darker than darkness, my skin, coarse and dirty, disturbs you. but you say dark is beautiful! you are “correct”! although I smile, it’s painful. And you get up and go the moment I sit next to

Long Time No See

Long Time No See short poem

Alas! This distance call, To a friend with love. Though lost in time, This time I find, this friend of mine; here in my mind, the terrain of substitution the land of freedom. put in a place where love herds,

The Whimsical Female Egg!

The Whimsical Female Egg! short poem

A world where I can take birth And I will not be killed in the womb Or dumped into a dumpster Or just thrown like that on the pile of waste on the road Where my limbs will be pulled

Windows

Windows prose poem

(1) Tents are crowded by windows, but missing walls and a jasmine flower. (2) A window is a border between consciousness and sub-consciousness, between Ego and its annihilation. (3) A home without a window is a blind man with no

Soul Stuck Human

Soul Stuck Human short poem

I stand by the corners In the dark alleys By the stone walls By the dead-ends I stand by the corners By the walls of the homes One that is darker Than usual I scare you, plot your murder To

An Ode To Kalam

An Ode To Kalam long poem

Rameshwaram it is, Where the intellect was born, Brilliance personified, Treasure of knowledge, Curiosity is space, Efforts are the missiles, Pride of India, A true son of the soil, Far from riches, Humble He was, Values and virtues, Deep within,

Shell Shock

Shell Shock long poem

The whistle blows to sound the charge and over the top they bustle and barge, covered from head to toe in mud and soon tainted with flesh and blood. Up the ladder with slippery rungs, a scream of rage from

The Pebbled road beneath

The Pebbled road beneath short poem

The pebbled road beneath my feet feels fresh, The calluses account for the miles they have tread. The path contours my tiny feet, Running patter towards the country fair. Rushing into the mangrove, I feel the wet grass tickle my

Untitled

Untitled long poem

He was vanquished All the same, Died, like the birds in Philadelphia Dead is the watchword; Death was the unholy friend Longing for some quiet But there’s a noise inside my head And the noise is uninviting The walls are

The Beauty Sleep

The Beauty Sleep short poem

In the psychiatric hospital, angels have fever blisters because of too much powdered milk, swollen still hot from soft plastic cups as pink as their fingernails lacking calcium, Their wings hidden under dressing gowns made of felt, they grow beyond

Spontaneous Frisco Bay

Spontaneous Frisco Bay prose poem

San Francisco Skyline Trembles and quakes with pinpricks of light, Throbbing multi-million galaxies of secret lives Ebbing and absorbing one another in the crisp California night Speeding towards the Mission in a rust bucket, Old Haggard hearse of jovial youth

Expanse of void

Expanse of void short poem

I can’t touch its walls, neither I can touch its roof, the void within me expanse of emptiness with no end, no boundary infinite it seems its reach, its vastness. How can then it be within me? No, it’s me

Suffer For Your Art

Suffer For Your Art short poem

The poet is drunk his kisses taste like juniper crushed seashells fall from his socks it must be early Sunday morning pastors dreaming about goldfish pavement caresses like a cheese grater weak knees pray the inspiration dead or at least

A Door Of Opportunities And A Hallway Not

A Door Of Opportunities And A Hallway Not short poem

There I stood between the door and the hallway And I chose to listen to the echo Of the sound my tired feet made Through the two eternal walls Which kept caving in Sometimes it’s not better to keep moving

Paradise On Earth

Paradise On Earth long poem

Crimson tulips,scarlet roses, Snow-white roses with beautiful posies. Gorgeous fairies in flamboyant gowns, Always cheerful and happy,they never frown. Yellow buttercups and pink azaleas, Hibiscus and bright coloured bougainvilleas, Spreading on the walls of the lush green lawns. As if

Ode To Thoughts Lost

Ode To Thoughts Lost ode

The aisles in my brains Twist into crooked lanes They curve and bend Around corners on end As I think, a bulb flickers on; Proverbially almost. Illuminating the sidewalks Dimly, then brightening up, Then blacking out at the epitome of

Take Five

Take Five short poem

Twelve thousand days ago, give or take a few I tried counting up the seconds in a year But the numbers got out of hand, wouldn’t stay in line Wouldn’t act like numbers are supposed to I kept making mistakes,

Asia At The Edge

Asia At The Edge short poem

I wished a solitary temptation, to write off karma and become responsible for the spattered blood. You were generating hatred, Asia, in the land of Buddha. I can hear the glaciers receding. Answerable to belonging, the change of generations, makes

Insurrection

Insurrection long poem

There’s a line in the sand drawn in dark distant lands, where the guts and the glory and fine marching bands will all die in the dust and play into their hands, till they all say, NO! Those invisible walls

Pink City

Pink City short poem

Burnt-out myths in the old city are stitching the lips of people. Pink walls smell like blood. Priest is dumb, hoisting the headless deity on throne. Marigolds are soaked in flowing tears. Innocent wheels riding against blast, stand still to

Disconnect

Disconnect short poem

Life just keeps ticking on sans any rancor so to say On face all seems perfect with core in utter dismay Apathy tried attempting and walls I built around Now jab at susceptibility my old despair compound Past zest needs

Fangs

Fangs short poem

Crossing the hate walls, turning up the severed moon in stunning landscape, you scatter the rose petals on ice. One day I will find your frozen footsteps of self-denial. Now he has made the lines of stem cells free for

My Place

My Place short poem

The tree covered path had me but the light, Intrigued my senses so i pushed through the fright, Crackling branches above aging before falling through, Only one entrance, i’d prefer two. Tilting my head i seemingly entered another time.. i

A Scrapbook Of Memories

A Scrapbook Of Memories short poem

A storm cracks it’s thunder at me I look out to the faded death of night I’ve made myself a scrapbook of memories First is the woman, in dim gravure She throws her clothes at strangers Her life is loneliness,

The Madhouse

The Madhouse short poem

There is blood on the walls, and bodies on the ceiling Everything about this place is extremely unappealing In this madhouse every one is depressed This place is disgusting, and misery is our pest We have no exterminator to keep

Depression

Depression short poem

Hope burns bright…lighting the way through the darkness…it vanishes…dreams of tomorrow, torn away…walls crumble…and he who dwells amongst the shadows…strikes without warning…his poison fills me…corrupting my body, my mind, my soul…forced to suffer…a captive made…chained, forever cursed…my nightmare, a twisted