Category: Poems About Life That Rhyme
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A Post-Modern Portrait – A Poem
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“But I like the inconveniences.” “We don’t,” said the Controller. “We prefer to do things comfortably.” “But I don’t want comfort. I want God, I want poetry, I want real danger, I want freedom, I want goodness. I want sin.” “In fact,” said Mustapha Mond, “you’re claiming the right to be unhappy.” “All right then,”…
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Illusions – A Poem
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Illusions – A Poem The demon water you drinkIs devouring your soul.Don’t you know this road has no happy endingAnd your heart will turn cold? Repeating lies does not change reality.Sooner or later you’ll have to face life’s inevitable truth.Don’t set yourself on foolish paths, don’t chase foolish pursuits,And hang your happiness up by your…
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Life’s Amphitheater – A Poem About Helping the Less Fortunate
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As I was driving down the road the other day and came to a stoplight, my eyes fell upon a young woman begging on the side of the road. I must admit that often times I am quick to judge out of pride or wonder why they are too lazy to pick themselves up and…
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Growing Pains – A Poem
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Growing Pains – A Poem Why are these dreams that stretch out across my heart’s field of desire, That glisten Like droplets of drew sparkling on the morning grass, So hard to obtain, so hard to take to take hold of, And so hard to lasso and pull close to reality? The burden is bearing…
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Beauty’s Battle – A Poem About Endurance and Fighting Fear
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Beauty’s Battle – A Poem About Endurance and Fighting Fear She sits engaged in a battleBeneath the shadow of her own face,Slowly conceding to her own demonsBrought back by their blows, crushed beneath their weight. She wonders what’s the use in tryingWhen defeat has already been secured?For what’s left of the light is dyingAnd her…
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This Is Halloween – A Spooky, Scary Children’s Poem For Halloween
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This Is Halloween – A Spooky, Scary Children’s Poem For Halloween Upon the strike of midnight Corpses stir in their graves. A smoke-like mist hangs in the air of night, And invisible hands creak open cemetery gates. Children asleep in beds, Tummies full from bags filled with tasty treats. But approaching through the streets are…
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Upon This Rock – A Christian Poem of Grace
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Upon This Rock – A Christian Poem of Grace Upon this rock I walk Uncertain, yet composed. Not crushed beneath the veil of darkness, For with me always is a light that glows. The demons of my weakness harass me. Past failures breed doubts to future plans. But upon this rock I’m free, Caressed and…
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Second Star To The Right – A Poem About Losing Childhood Innocence
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Second Star To The Right – A Poem About Losing Childhood Innocence My sanctuary of sanity Dresses in new robes everyday. Joyfully furnishing new rooms of solitude Only to find the door locked the very next day. The storm clouds gather, grow like weeds – Stubborn and unable to be wrought out. Their rains fueling,…
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When Trouble Comes – A Poem About Faith and Enduring Life’s Pain
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When Trouble Comes A Poem About Faith and Enduring Life’s Pain Evening’s crippling darkness passes away. It’s distant vigor muted by the beauty of the morn. Hope shines forth from the sun’s mighty rays, A new spirit within us is born. I am not overburdened by life’s troubles. Though painful, they will not shackle nor…
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The Fight – A Poem About Conquering Fear
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A Poem about conquering fear and not letting fear choose your destiny or get in the way of your dreams.
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The Tinman – A Poem
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The Tinman – A Poem Your beacon blazes with the firestormOf a thousand pyres.In your eyes I find the fires –Smoke signals that rise to the heavensAnd lead me on a journeyOut of the confinement of earthly shacklesThat have clanged like lonely church bellsRinging in the early morning,Beckoning for deliverance around my feet for countless…
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Coming of Age – A Poem About Growing Up
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Coming of Age – A Poem About Growing Up I walk alone down the streets of time,Constantly searching, yearning for a home I can call mine.But the migrant bustle, hustle through the downtown streetsMakes it nearly impossible, a distant and unattainable feat.Who are these faces that stare back at me?Why do they appear so alive,…
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Misplaced – A Funny Poem
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Misplaced – A Funny Poem Just where did you run off to now? I ‘m certainly certain I left you in your proper place. Why, oh why must you always find a way somehow To sprout legs and hide the minute I’m running late? If you wish to play hide and seek I promise to search for…
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…And Then the Rains Came – A Poem
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“…And Then the Rains Came” …And then the rains came, Marching and tearing up the dirt paved streets Like a herd of elephants trampling everything in its path. Brighter lightning had never flashed, Nor had louder thunder ever crashed. The storm’s wake devoured and digested the sun, Swallowing and submerging it under its pitch black…
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The Game of Life – A Poem About Success
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The Game of Life – A Poem About Success Destiny lies outside the realms of limitations, Frolics through fields free from fear, Never is bound by expectations, Nor by the face reflected in the mirror. Duty wakes up before the rising sun Set on making strides while the rest of the world sleeps. Is never…
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The Writer and the Wild – A Poem About Nature and Writing
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The Writer and the Wild – A Poem About Nature and Writing White winged wonder wandering, wobbling west beside water. Flitting feathers flying – flocks fleeing for fields of gold. Sun shinning. Stream shimmering. Chinook salmon swimming, spawning sacks, spewing semen. Man musing merrily, mindfully mapping manuscript In a mad, maniacal manner. -Poem Written by…
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An Ode To Joy – A Poem About Hope
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An Ode To Joy – A Poem About Hope It is joy that spreads its wings and meets me in the midst of my melancholic musings and carries me through despair. Pain does not disappear, but is transcended by a power mightier than the trappings of the mind and the preaching Pity pouts from depression’s…
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The Problem With Pain – A Poem
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The problem with pain is its ability to cast a spell over us, convincing us it’ll last forever. The weakest mind can handle temporary havoc, but when faced with a future filled with nothing but misery, we all become broken – lost, scared, and uncertain about how we’re going to make it through another day.…
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