Short Gateway Poems
Short Gateway Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Gateway by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Gateway by length and keyword.
Gray rusted gate is the gateway to the house when two souls live forever
November 9, 2016
Discipline is the gateway to freedom.
Kale Brereton
August 5, 2018
www.thefreethinkinghuman.com
He is not who opens the doors for others, but the one who opens the gateway to opportunity.”
- Nicole
With pen in hand, the poet paints a scene;
Brought to life, it touches all,
Who enter its gateway.
"The corrosion on my soul lingers, like the gateway I enter to your lonely tomb.
November 9, 2016
Foreigner
to death
Alien
to mortality
Gateway
to transcendence
Angel
from beyond
(Villanova Pennsylvania: August, 2020)
Mend my soul that is achin'
Open for me the gateway to heaven
Make my drowsy spirit awaken
Heal my mind and my heart that is broken
A kiss is a tender gateway station
For those who cherish procreation
Yet should it lack some passion
Its promise may not be cashed in
sing out loud
Poseidon
hold up your trident
juggernauts request to sail
through
your
white cliffs
but
jagged waters
where
we
entered
Poseidon's Gateway
Rusting old screen door
Gateway to a once loved home
Banging in the wind
Echoing children's voices
As they came and went each day
For the Tanka contest....
Silver lining,
pouch of gold
Last remittance,
past unsold
Blessing tendered,
pearl gateway plain
Fallen Angel
—redemption claimed
(Dreamsleep: February, 2020)
Hues of blue
uncountable in
number
immeasurable in Beauty
Whites and grays as well
All of water
All from Him
The Gateway!
There is no Sky
in
Hell!
graydye 1-19-11
rare like pink diamond...
gateway river flows into
the heart of the rock
as butterfly seeks
sweet nectar among flowers...
cool soothing breeze blows
Love P.S with Passion~OLUSEGUN.
The lighted gateway to the spirits of other men waits,
Ever facing the inner demons that dwell in the writer's heart,
Screaming unheard by others, for words still left unwritten.
brilliant laughter
swell the heart of desire
red lipstick kisses
pretty pouting mouth
gateway to infinity
engulf the rising
altered twining souls
rest fed within the joining
ecstasy well met
Twilight
is that no-time
between time of sun
and time of darkness..
a gateway
momentarily cleared
for a glimpse
of the eternal..
not day and not night
but a joy grasping
inflicted by the
dark colorings of
one light...
Is consciousness a sponge,
that ever expands
Is consciousness a vacuum,
where potential commands
Is consciousness a gateway,
to something beyond
Our mind and our spirit
—a fusion lifelong
(Dreamsleep: January, 2020)
each node a gateway
to an ethereal domain
wherein we may enter
that pristine presence
expands its auric field
it helps if we be aware
lest we slip into trance
that learning be rapid
ego instrumentalised
obeying diktats of soul
I can be something of a ham,
take my energy or leave it;
Here’s the deal I am what I am;
Imperfectly immaculate
is the vibe I aim to transmit;
Addictive I have no gateway;
Left so hungry with a tidbit,
come feed on a seasoned entree.
Beginning and ending,
the story transcends
Written to light,
the cold darkness within
The first page a gateway,
its last never ends
Spreading like wings
—the words fly and ascend
(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2014)
BLUESTONES GUARDING THE MOONLIGHT
SILVER STREAKS RIPPLING OVER THE ROCKS
TOWERING GUARDIANS OF THE MAGIC CIRCLE
HUNDREDS OF DRUIDS IN ROBES OF MANY COLORS
LANTERNS OF BLUE SWING WHERE DAEKNESS DWELT
ENTERING INTO YJE GATEWAY TO ETERNITY
Gateway stars
Your colors wrap around my dimension
In other words here we go again
My glorious accusation
The stifled flights
I was stolen from our mother
Celestial moons are finding their way to the breakfast table
I’m too tired to feast
My neck aches
My blooming wishes
want to fly-
to reach your
wonderful sky -
Of endless
love & compassion,
where the rainbow
never fades away.
Searching lifelong
the gateway -
like a needle
in a stack of hay.
(C) Anindya Mohan Tagore
Don’t give away the best part of yourself
to structure
Don’t organize yourself into
spiritual oblivion
Keep the magic of the instant
close at hand
And the gateway to eternity
—will remain open and pure
(Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 2020)
To open my way;
A list of accomplishments
I’m determined not to downplay;
You can’t erase the path I forged;
Not a thing you could say
would cover my tracks;
The way I walk my hips sway,
always make an entrance;
My appetite unlocked the gateway.