Short 2006 Poems
Short 2006 Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about 2006 by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about 2006 by length and keyword.
Red dress
Dress impress
Freedom new
New pew
Fast freedom fire
Fire tire
Sky open
Open oven
Corps Vettie
Vettie Chevy
Form:
The ground is turning
and I'm still yearning
and I all I want is you
and I hope you want me too
I'm still wishing
soon maybe I'll be done fishing
Cause you'll be
that right fish in the sea
Contrary to our nature
Self centred wavers it.
If so induced to save, support
Tis by a good spirit.
As when my own bashfulness
Girl, brave voiced stood up to.
If so enticed by your angel?
That lost-looking child, you!
As quickly as time passes
Your life passed away.
Now you're gone, and how I miss you.
Something inside of me wishes you could stay.
Standing next to you, in your coffin,
I say to you face-to-face,
With one single tear,
"Bless you, you're in a better place."
Smiles run across their faces
But I am beyond mellow
I want to run far away
But I want to never leave
I want to change
But I love myself
I want to go further
but I fear change
I want to succeed
I want to cut through my depression
I want to go on
I want to survive.
he was an ironist
hardened with pitiless cruelty and crudeness
she is a sculptress
shapeless assuming his spite
you will never shrink from this breakthrough
put your enthusiasm into that schedule
sanitise the musculus
decode her ordination
to squarely vex their corruptness
(Weekly Magnetic Poetry Challenge • July 1–5, 2026)
Today 2006 ends.
Tomorrow 2007 begins.
Some godd things happened in 2006 and some things that were bad.
Some things made us happy, some things made us sad.
It would be great if in 2007 your dreams come true.
Next year might be a great year for you.
We should treasure the time we spend on this Earth.
We should be thankful for what each day is worth.
Form:
Gone, all gone,
Are these, those things.
That I took ownership,
Lay with love and hope.
My bricks and windows.
Those 'men' of the board,
They lay their wood,
and said:
''No more''.
Property of mine,
Each crumb made, warmly placed.
Each smudge of cement.
Each crevice;
A thought, moment,dream.
Destroyed, broken.
One single blow.
Oops a daisy,
All gone!
The cold icly mood of America at War the weather didn't reflect the same
Who do we blame for the War and gas prices the oilose over seas
The strange feeling in the air and warm that meant we didn't need to
heat our houses. To beat the oil prices and climate nice for all.
The non believe would fight to say no not God but we that believe
thank him for the Christmas gifts. Some would say no but we know.