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Animal Lyric Poems | Lyric Poems About Animal

These Animal Lyric poems are examples of Lyric poems about Animal. These are the best examples of Animal Lyric poems written by international PoetrySoup poets

Details | Lyric |

While You Sleep

While you sleep I tell you all of the things I keep inside throughout day.
Now that you can hear but not listen I find them much easier to say.
My hopes, my dreams, my fears, and everything in between
Your subconscious hears so keen, or so it seems.
My tongue is soft; I speak so sweetly 
Knowing your reaction will never greet me.

Tonight will be different in what I want you to know.
It has everything to do with what I can’t help but show.
I hold no claim to any religion but you’ve given me a place for my faith.
Somewhere it will never stale or lose its lavish taste.
You’ve shown me something I can see, touch, and feel, 
And so before it I choose to kneel.

I know I don’t say it but I miss you every day.
Sitting, thinking of the perfect words to be my choice,
Yet when you call I can’t find any of the right words to say.
I’m just happy to finally hear your voice.
Even just a moment is enough to sooth my heavy heart;
Fearing the ends of conversations knowing we’ll have to part.

I’ll never be too far from you, always within arm’s reach,
And in your days of darkness I’ll be the light that you will seek.
I’ll never let you leave too far from me, I’ll stay close behind you in this world;
Secretly protecting what is mine, you will always be my girl.
I only want the best for you so the best of me I will employ.
Faithfully yours, I will always be your boy.

I close my eyes and kiss your soft sweet lips
And see the very best of you in loving bliss.
I see past the physical which makes you attractive
And focus on the things I can’t see in which I’m attracted.
Your thoughts I’d love to hear them all.
Of the things you speak disinterest never makes its call.

My day will come, I know someday I’ll be the only one.
And you I will pursue viciously,
Because I’ve given you the greatest gift I can give, to love unconditionally.
Yes our day will come, I know someday we’ll be as one.
And you I will pursue viciously,
Because I’ve given you the greatest gift I can give… to love unconditionally.

Details | Free verse |

Moments In Time

The sweetest sounds of burning trees
A gentle stroking in the breeze
The calm has lasted past the storm
Cloudy visions, Satan’s roar
Too many sights have passed my way
A time found only in the haze
The softest screams are running bare
My aching bones creak as I stare

You walk a distance towards me
The fall’s eternal, can’t you see?
I’m a memory in your heart
I whisper to you in the dark

The battle’s started at the end
No one is coming to repent
The sinners grab their wine from prey
No judgment calling here to stay
The sport is reckless to be told
The one is laughing at his souls
It falters nowhere to be sure
The power grows forevermore
Like a spirit in the wind
I have no say in where you’ve been 
But cross the line to come to me
And pay the price for ecstasy

You walk a distance towards me
The fall’s eternal, can’t you see?
I’m a memory in your heart
I whisper to you in the dark. 

Details | Lyric |


"Conceive true deception multiplied a million fold
 visualize the yin and yang in a battle so intense
 that we get em confused
 the resident evil specialize in misconstruing

 We wanna be at a presidential level -- what are we doing?
 foolin' ourself, clownin ourself, playin ourself
 by not bein ourself

 We can`t babble no more than we can bob our head offbeat
 Nimrod by the time we forty cause we can`t get our meat
 while we ask no reason for the misplacement of the season
 look at the picture that`s painted
 tainted as the mind who`s blinded to the point
 where Sodomites get all the rights
 we fall for fights with fisticuffs
 get pissed enough to miss the bus

 It disgusts me to see my folks run up on
 I say stand up on deception of time all of Revelations
 and recognize this mind on the reality of horror
 known as mankind

 Jesus and his twelve disciples make thirteen
 A righteous number of righteous men
 even Judas the Betrayer came true in the end
 the Devil says the end is the beginning
 they teach that we were the product of incest

 Invest no level of self into their system of Paganomics
 stand with us and don`t look back upon it
 just face this mind state
Otherwise Babylon..."

~this is to get Ruben Bailey's WuRdz to a new audience.   a true STREET POET, Soothsayer

Details | Lyric |

The Silver Outline

" And God took a handful of southerly wind, blew his breath upon it and created the horse." ~ Bedoin Legend In the magical moonlight The silver outline you see; Is a greyish white Mustang, A wild horse I am. Rambling free in the vast grasslands... The long coarse skeins, my dark grey manes; Dwells the blustering wind. Early dawn When air is wrapped in fleecy clouds, I swim in the silent waters deep. Mermaid locks leave behind a trail. A canter, that's a hush, a heart that mellows; Yet so strong , yet so rugged. Thunder in the mountains, Rolling fierce rain. No fear I know, As I go galloping, pacing long wild grasses.. Waves in a stormy sea. Artists for eons strove, To hold in their brushes Lightning beauty. Spirit unlassoed, in my knowing eyes Hid behind my long eyelashes white. Mystery unfathomable, In my heart lies; Wings which unfurl as I fly, Taming the wind, blowing a gale. Wild horse of the prairies, I am. ~ 4th place win in the contest For PD's : "My Best Pet or Animal Poem" Honorable Mention For kristen bruni's contest : "If I Was Animal What Would I Be?" Written by Gautami Phookan

Details | Ode |

From the Shepherd to His Flock: a Parody of Lord Byron's ''She walks in beauty''

THEY graze in beauty on the land
     of grassy glades and dewy dales,
and all that's best of dark and tanned
     meets in their aspect and their tails;
thus mellowed to that tender hand
     which Shepherd to gentle glen compels.

One fleece the more, one hair the less,
     had half repaired the shearless grace
which wreathes in every woolen tress
     or darkly tightens o'er their face,
where mouths serenely sweet express
     how pure, how dear their grazing-place.

And on that rump and o'er that round
     so strong, so firm, yet elegant,
the baas that win, the hooves that bound,
     but tell of days in meadows spent—
a flock at peace with all around,
     a drove whose milk is innocent.

01/26/2014, "First Poem On Soup" Contest

Details | Lyric |


All the fish in the sea
Do not drink any tea
And they don’t have some bread
For to eat with ham spread.

Details | Light Poetry |


I once was like a catipiller young,naive,and new
Always living from my heart not knowing what
else to do.Easy to take advantage of, that is 
just the case, people would walk over me
like I was their dirty used up suitcase.
Now I feel a newness coming, like a light
shining from the sky, colors fill my world
and I know I am blooming into a butterfly.
Purple,Pink, Blue and Green I can feel them
flowing through. Colors of the rainbow raising
me into full bloom. Wise and strong I am becoming
My faith leads me where I need to go giving me
insight and wiseness for only me to know.
I have not  done this on my own you see
I have been guided by God and Angels
on this Earth. Wise words the wisdom at
it's best comes from a wise lady who
seems to know me best. Lucky, I am 
to have her in my life, she always shoots
it straight and tells me like it is, knowing
her words touch my heart and gives me tons of faith..
I feel like flying through the sky or climbing 
a tree way up high. I feel like observing the 
world just like a brand new butterfly so as I
Bloom I become Anew something unlike the past
Smart and wise beautiful on the inside and outside 
 a touch of color here a touch of color there
makes me glow and become a beautiful blooming butterfly...

Written By: Christina A McCullouch 

Details | Lyric |



       A flying      rainbow  in light blue sky
        Coloring   more  a garden as it flies
          To each blooms, 
               it dances and pries
            Fly free,
                    Fly high Butterfly!

            My heart releases a deep sigh
                 As the butterfly 
         Children catch it with so many tries
            But so sweet,  pretty butterfly lands on my thigh
                      Fly free! Fly high, butterfly!

                       Once a shy caterpillar
                       hugging one leaf stem
           Shielding its body from the snowy tent
    Spring May comes and wind hums a warm lullaby
           Little by little its cocoon shreds away
               Revealing a transformed beauty,
                       No one can deny!
              The butterfly flutters by and by
                      Soaring into the sun!
                 Fly free! Fly high, butterfly!

                    Keeping world's treasures 
               and reasons why
          Awesome loveliness you freely display
        But it's pity
          Your life short to enjoy and play
             SPREAD YOUR  WINGS 
                  on FULLEST THRIVE
                        FLY  FREE! 
                          FLY  HIGH,
                             Before, you kiss 
                          the world Goodbye.

Note: From my readings, butterflies lifespan depends on these: habitat, climate, gender and their specie type.Average lifespan is a month.One day for the garden butterflies. Monarch butterflies and Heliconians for 9  months. Spring butterflies 9-11months. Male lives shorter than females.

(c) Olive Eloisa
May 25, 2014

Life flutters by thus, everyone must push be brave to give all things a best try consequences are whirlwind of uncertainties but the thing is we give it a try our heart and soul pouring life never let it run dry If no money, medals or honor it is alright and always fine to our dearest God - divine these will not slip on thine spirits ripe, aims to deeper shine more precious than anything in mine
Olive June 02, 2014 Contest: Butterfly Sponsor: Kelly Deschler 2nd place, to God the greatest glory.. :)

Details | Lyric |


The masters of the ocean
Depending on you
What can they do?
They are grieving.
The masters of the ocean
Are crying for you
What can they do?
They are leaving.

It's a whale of a thing and a helluva fix to be.
If you're living the life of a whale that's in the sea.

All they want is ocean 
and the space to run.
Freedom's just a morning spray 
flashing in the sun.
All they ask is ocean
and the Hope to be
thankful God has given them
---------the sea.

It's a whale of a thing and a helluva fix to be.
If you're living the life of a whale that's in the sea.
It's a whale of a thing and a helluva fix to be.
If you're living the life of a whale that's in the sea.
© ron wilson aka vee Bdosa the Doylestown poet

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Fishmongers ball

Fishmongers Ball.

Two cats went out to jump and shout
At the old fishmongers ball
But wouldn’t you know
They had no doe
So they gave old Ned a call.

Old Ned the dog he looked at them
With a great big happy smile
He said to them
‘I'll take you then
Gonna spend the night in style"

Old Ned was kind
So they all dined
On fish and meat so fine
The whole night long was filled with song
They had a grand old time.

Everyone danced with minds enhanced
They danced the whole night through
And in the end
The cats and friends
They said "hey what a do!".

Then when the night
Had turned to light
Old Ned he said to them
I’m off to bet
To rest my head
I’ll see you guys again.