Irony Abc Poems | Examples
These Irony Abc poems are examples of Abc poems about Irony. These are the best examples of Abc Irony poems written by international poets.
Expressions
Yesterday I wrote about observing facial expressions
so much can be said of the unsaid, where a smile often
it is a shield against the hurt of loose, unscripted words
AI, suggested it could help, I let it help, but the result
flawless, I must say, was no longer what I wrote
AI suggested I should alter some words to sound
more positive, overlooking the slight hesitation of one
not sure he is right, a lack of irony which I think is vital
in our daily life
My article about facial observance was no longer mine
it had little to do with what I was thinking at the time
I ask, how does AI know what a correct expression is
The Future as Irony
If we try to look ahead, say ten years when ex-president Trump sits in a cell in Arizona sent by Elon Musk, who rules the world and has an army of all-seeing AI officials, people will wonder why Trump lived that long, living on burgers and Pepsi Cola, concluding it is a long-life diet they too must live by to become very old.
They don’t know that Elon Musk, the Titan planted a chip in Trump’s brain to keep him alive showing us he has no hard feelings against the man, who got him sacked in 2025 from a job he had taken delight in because there had been many protests from other wealthy people, who the truth was told about their thieving.
Elon Musk is a remarkable man, he puts on a false beard, puts in old clothes and pretends he is poor, walks into cafés, asks for a burger and coffee, if the staff refuses to serve the poor man food, Elon Musk reviles himself and fire the staff who has to beg for food to survive as a moral lesson, the chart-savvy people applauded him
It’s funny how you can forget a whole week
The days all blend into one
No motivation nothing to seek
You never even see the sun
Staying up all night sleeping all day
Failed schedules fall apart
Not a single plan will stay
But maybe we could turn to music or art
We could learn new games to play
Let’s come close as we distance
This doesn’t have to be the end
We can Become a society that really listens
We all have a hand to lend
That’s when You’ll see who really matters in your life
Your family becomes your closest friends
Live through this don’t just survive
So come with me as you sit in your seat
There’s a better life I’d like you to meet
In the laughter of the decent
Baskets from the past bring sorrow
And the joy rapidly disappears
At the sight of their evil deeds
That once used to be their way of life
They changed, only to suffer
From stabbed wounds of guilt and regret
Do they question the choice?
Or is it the darkness that they loved?
They hoped for a change,
It appears, there is more than what
The preachers promised them.
In the unrighteousness of the wicked
Wave after wave, they get blessed
It rains manna, or at least, it seems
I wonder if He has been too tolerant
Or if we should keep waiting for justice
In the sins that they have transformed into norms
They have laid a bait for the weak and poor
That has had their faith shaken
In the falling of the decent, peace they find
They quench fires with gallons of paraffin
Their love of the riches hasn’t proven futile
And they have forgotten of the warnings.
emmm byes and cries
yeaaah bye bye
don't you turn that head as i pass you by
emmm byes and cries
yaaaah no no no sad whys
don't your lips part for I'm like gin I'm dry
emmm byes and cries
yeaaah I know them white lies
don't you go on explainin I ever asked why
emmm byes and cries
yeaaah what was born dies
emmm yeaaah yeeeah
my favorite bla bla bla
let's dance on bleeding dry hearts da da
bling bling ding ding
my heart this **** machine
ii know where you've been
bling bling ding ding
bring it bring it
a spare lie coin for my **** machine
let's dance on lost innocence da da
dance to beat of the bla bla
my heart is beating lie lie bye bye
yeaaah da da da
my favorite bla bla
let's dance what a plastic glance
let's dance the age of GMO romance
da da da bla bla bla
ding ding bling bling
emmmm yaaaah bye bye lie lie lie
here we go exes sexes
Tamer Hossam
Above battered caskets, demons engulfed. For grievances haven’t interlocked juveniles. Karma locking many naysayers, occupying persistence. Quietly remembering silence throughout universal vectors without xany youngish zorroants.
I'm Israel
for once I was real
now I'm nothing but a living hell
the ruthless child and his deceiving spell
once upon an Israel
now the eye in the capstone
wants your palestinian home
yet you can't escape my tribulation appeal
i disappeared leaving an ancient zest
I'm an internal quest
yet you battle for the impossible to manifest
you never listened ,you never believed
now rolling in my grave while you're being deceived
my destroyers were gutting the earth
eastern europeans to middle eastern Israelites giving birth
where else can you say shalom while stealing and destroying homes
hidden sigils ,books for crooks
conjuring and invoking
the hermaphrodite is giving my fake rebirth
ushering the two nations myth
while all serves the congregation
setting the promise land
but Him never built castles of sand
as you're all taking the stamp
wait for your fake black hoofed lamp.
Tamer Hossam
It sometimes goes up
Then comes back down
Brings people to their location
The top floor to the ground
From young to old
And smart to dumb
Doesn"t discriminate
It always runs
No more elephants
Will there be
When man has
Taken all their ivory.
This giant big and strong
Without a legacy
Like many more the dinosaur
Who is now just history.
So you and I can but try
To show how we abour
The treatment of these giants
Without a legacy.
We know man's greed
Will not stop at killing these
The dolphins and the whales
And what about the forest trees
The earth is good with all it's green
And all the infinite features
But what good would all this be
Without these living creatures
No more the elephant
Will there be
When they have taken
All their ivory
AND DESTROYED THEIR LEGACY.
United Nations while the institution is divided by the languages they
Speak the food they feed on prepared by different chefs.
They proclaimed unity but wars didn't end within the jurisdiction of
Institution there is mountains of answers have been asked, but non
answerable
The institution disguised behind democracy to desecrate the innocents to
Nonsensical meetings with the hope of different approach
United Nations but dictatorship still the cultural of many countries the
Poor pay the price of emaciated bones in war torn, the ribs of children
Are the captions of the newspapers?
United Nations is institution of imagination where boiling ideas collided
Under the sycophant of being able to remove the bullets and bombs inside
Guns
I pay tribute to all those who paid their souls unwillingly to the
Senseless wars grasping the world.
What an Irony of life,
that applies to all
under the sun
from which no one can run.
As a child
You have plenty of time and energy
But no money!
As an adult
You have plenty of money and energy
But no time!
As you grow old
You have plenty of time and money
But no energy!
So its better to act wise now
And welcome every morning with a 'wow,'
Fully utilise your present
And rejoice every moment.
:):)
I Wish I Could Cry
I just wish I could break down like a rolling stone from the mountain
let it all out, finally be found.
I'm tired of hiding from what hurts me more
either way I still feel like dirt and rejected.
I hate the fact that I can't cry just because am a man
day by day I'll sit and try but all in vein.
But it's all somewhere inside it can’t be seen,
refusing to come out, choosing to hide from the heart of mine.
If I could only show my true feelings,
my brain will be seen as a rotten carcasses by the road side.
How great it would be to relax,
look forward to the future and forget about the past.
When will it happen? I don't know,
but I'm ready for this moment, let the pain show.
How much is it going to take,
for me to finally give in and let my wall break.
One day I'll look up and stare at the sky,
and fully breakdown, finally feel myself cry
The Clown
Those clowns don't ammuse me anymore,
For I choose to see what others won't.
That smile camouflage the scars he wears,
Among his laugh wispers the agony he bears,
Those chirpy eyes of his burries thousands of tears,
All this ache and none to be shared.
So he puts on a mask
And pretended everything was alright,
Coz this life is a spate of wars
And you can not win every fight.
So he faked his grin to bluff the squad,
And world applouded at his fraud.
For years he had been wise,
Silently mocked these mortals as none could feel the missery behind those eyes.
But at the doorsteps of his impending demise he gave up on his cruidity,
He removed his mask to reveil that naked face,
But the world frowned on this nudity.
Don't you think it's a little inane
To go through life thinking you are so sane
For only crazy know's What crazy does
Some time it feels like a buzz
To be so "insane in the membrane"
Going through my mind like it was a runaway train
So tell me then on why you would say
That I am crazy for acting this way
So will you then put me to the test
To prove that I am just like the rest
So judge my Sanity if you must
But I will leave your mind in the dust
So tell me then how can you justify
What I conceive as a blatant lie
I will leave you then to digest
This my one and only request
That before you put a label on me
You look in the mirror and see what I see
I burn to feel, but feel to burn.
The loss of my sense but yet i yearn.
As fire is meant for light
its multipurpose serves as a device.
To cook
To burn
To boil the tarnished
meant to relive the good from the bad.
And the irony of the dirty black ash.