Long Fumigated Poems
Long Fumigated Poems. Below are the most popular long Fumigated by PoetrySoup Members. You can search for long Fumigated poems by poem length and keyword.
Not Always Rosey In the Valley
Remember the days of
yesteryear
when family ties were
...
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Categories:
fumigated, life,
Form:
Free verse
Defenseless
Unlike the days of old when cities were built with walls. Unlike the streets of my rearing, the place where my story began. And unlike a lone...
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Categories:
fumigated, america, cheer up, courage, heart, innocence,
Form:
Tristich
Sham Cum Shame
They say the virus does not exist. Why?
our leaders politicize its mortality
profiteers make it a minted and crispy business
rumour mongers carry myths of it across the Nile
and the poor are to isolate at home in...
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Categories:
fumigated, africa, corruption, depression, heartbroken, nonsense, poverty, rights,
Form:
Free verse
Home Anywhere For the Holidays
The bright Christmas lights on my city house are so colorful and traditional,
hopefully when I get my high utility bill I won't become too irrational,
and watching everyone open up their gifts makes me want to...
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Categories:
fumigated, christmas, holiday, home, humor,
Form:
Light Verse
A Nation of Narcissists
fumigated like stockade lice
you Wall St. cologne jockeys
would be 3rd World land fill
recall that consciousness is tunable
adjust your volume to a comfortable level
because Turette's plus Alzheimer's
is a nation destroying combo
I forgot what I...
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Categories:
fumigated, how i feel,
Form:
Free verse
The Old Lady Down the Street
A curled-up bundle of skin and hair
Adorns the window-seat
The sorry remains of Kitty
The old lady down the street
To those who saw her struggle daily
With her heavy shopping trolley
All of her ignorant neighbours
And her estranged sister...
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Categories:
fumigated, age, family, sad, society, woman,
Form:
Rhyme
Scars Left Behind
Remembering the days of yesteryear
when family ties were held most dear,
gas lamps flickered in the back street
while most of us danced a different beat.
Tragic alleyways of smog and smut
“Live over the brush”* branded a sl*t,
silhouettes...
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Categories:
fumigated, life, nostalgia, school,
Form:
Rhyme
Second Wave
Touch has been circulated in these times of touch me not and news only travelling for the battle of
breathing.
Our love could never be expressed in hugs or kissing but a wave with restrictions and levels.
Human...
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Categories:
fumigated, 10th grade, 11th grade, 12th grade, death,
Form:
Prose Poetry
A Cooks Battle
A Cook’s Battle
The ship -cook was tired it had been a long day, the ship was old
full of cockroaches, one had found its way in his bread dough and
when the captain cut...
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Categories:
fumigated, funny, old, old,
Form:
Blank verse
Surprise Birthday Trip Destination
Sarah, for your birthday, I do not want to ruin the surprise,
So put on your mask, and here is a blinder to cover your eyes.
I will give you hints as we get on our private...
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Categories:
fumigated, birthday, travel,
Form:
Rhyme
She Stayed True To Her Course
Every jump, hop, or twirl led her forward
into the world of her grown up self
She caught glimpses of the woman she wanted to be
As she played her heart out with her friends.
But when she was...
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Categories:
fumigated, 10th grade, 11th grade, 12th grade, 8th
Form:
Free verse
Her Ups and Her Downs
Every jump, hop, or twirl led her forward
into the world of her grown up self
She caught glimpses of the woman she wanted to be
As she played her heart out with her friends.
But when she was...
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Categories:
fumigated, emotions, feelings, girl,
Form:
Free verse
Those Were the Days
I close my eyes and recall yesterdays beautiful summers
barbecues from charcoal bricks and slow basted meats
aromas that lingered long after the first sizzle of rare
Mother arriving with a platter of raw hotdogs...
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Categories:
fumigated, appreciation,
Form:
Free verse
They May Yet Live On
We fear they may yet be alive.
All the sick-minded dead
all those prone to evil,
their essences not gone
but still in our heads.
We must take the good with the bad.
If we are all the very image of...
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Categories:
fumigated, poetry,
Form:
Free verse