Hourglass
I sat in my room staring at the wall The tick-tack kept ringing in my ear I lifted my eyes to look at the Clock Seconds, minutes, hours, months and
Short Poems archives collection of quick reads. It is a sub-category to a broader category ‘Poetry’. It contains poems, perfect for a busy reader or those who like it crisp.
What is Short Poems about?
It houses poetry about woman who like to be bold; dreams full of fantasies; fictional world. It also includes ever celebrated topic – love. The category is an amalgamation of fictional and expressive poetry.
How to enjoy them?
Enjoy them anywhere, anytime. Share with a friend or read them during your me-time. These poems are sure to keep you engaged.
What inspires them?
Experiences and Romantics are inspirations behind these poems.
Caution: The writer is one with the reader on experiences. Some of these poems might be too relatable!
I sat in my room staring at the wall The tick-tack kept ringing in my ear I lifted my eyes to look at the Clock Seconds, minutes, hours, months and
And I had decided to go back home To live in the comforts of my comfort zone In my city beyond the lakes and rivers In my town I had
I can set the world on fire And call it rain. Find beautiful petals of rose In each blood stain. Hear the melody put finely in tune In every horrifying
I open up the bottle and savour the smell, The medication to all men’s sorrow, Who am I to do any well? First port is full of disdain, Each drop
;Osmosis The hardest pain to endure,Is when the heart splinters.And all the depth of the seas,Couldn’t measure up to its agony. And the wind still blows; the sun still shines,Despite
It’s been exhausting to write to myself, Over and done giving me my own help. Now it’s your turn to make me feel better, To not sing me songs
What’s the happiest of all bliss, Than a lover’s passionate kiss? What’s more slower to abate, Than the patience when a lover waits? What tragically better fate, Than a lover
A poem about life and how its ups and downs can hold no meaning at all when you realize you are just a speck of dust in the grand scheme of the universe.