Short Whirling Dervish Poems

Short Whirling Dervish Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Whirling Dervish by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Whirling Dervish by length and keyword.


Tune of Love

He is in air wide
In tune with Whirling Dervish
Enjoying the love.

Better ones gaze at
What eyes fail to see hitherto
The best ones up there.

Resonance all over
Deep into Dervish's heart cozy
Love lives there only.
Form: Haiku


Premium Member Nature the Destroyer

daytime sky goes dark
lightning strikes as thunder roars --
hail peppers the ground

ominous clouds churn
whirling dervish touches down --
total destruction


3/10/12 Kim Merryman
For PD's Nature the Destroyer Haiku Form only contest
Form: Haiku

Death's Darkbeat Door

as many times I close my immortal chime-street eyelids
I hear the grim echo of the tap shoe reaper shuffling her uncertain deck
in the god forsaken rusty night corridor
of death’s darkbeat door
a waltz, a swing a whirling dervish belly hop bop 
pick it..she’ ll be a willing partner when it’s time
Form: Burlesque

The Song of Sunrise

The spatial symphony of a whirling dervish.

The shine that exudes from a child of the Sun-God.

The explosive gesture of a splitting atom.

When the Great One danced on the head of a pin.

Hear it within your soul and then align yourself.

Dance the song of sunrise and another day to live!
© Meru Groen  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member Oh, Balls

Oh balls
foul tipped
slow trickled….
down the line

Oh balls
you whirling dervish
biting air…quick clawing
down and away

Oh balls
wood slapped
rising in an arc of cheers
falling in the leathered web
of tears

Oh balls
the games go on
and though I age
the heart still plays


John G. Lawless
©9/26/2021


A Camberwell Adventurer

The whirling Dervish leaves fell…
Clouds of reindeer from the kebab 
House as well, in deepest down town 
Camberwell …a Turkish Christmas 
…he announced
“Come and hunt wolves in the Caspian 
Mountains with my uncle” he said….
I declined …keen to protect the wolves
And my reputation as a liberal 

Damn...what a fool I was:

Rebellious Truth

I sung to the music 
Smile upon 
A whirling dervish 
A Javanese mystic 
A man of nature 
And a Buddhist monk

Ask 
What is important? 
Your creed or your deed 
Being theist or atheist 

Cast out by society 
Just being you
For we are the seed of Adam

People like us 
Banned by society
In the name of 
Righteousness

Listen to nightingales
Be free
For God has 
No religion ….. 


( If this a poem then am dreamin )
19/05/12
© Isa Mahrie  Create an image from this poem.

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