Short Addicted Poems

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


Premium Member Elderly Addicted Feline

He dreams of better days despite the fog. The banging, clanging awaits, to be catnip silenced.
Form: Kimo


Masochist

A masochist
addicted to the pain
of emotional confusion
and feeling insane
and trying so hard
to get you out of my brain
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Oreo Tears

She eats the cookies
She eats the cakes
She eats for sins sake
Spiced rum and frozen mars bars
She is addicted
Not to me

Premium Member Abstain

Wanna hear crazy?
they try and make me abstain 
your eyes force my sin
I’m addicted to danger
They forgot about my thoughts.
Form: Tanka

Staring

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Yeah, you caught me staring at you But I couldn't help myself I'm addicted to beautiful


Addicted

Take my 1st cut
I'm addicted
Crimson lines
Now I'm restricted
Sharpened razors
Now I'm ready
Close your eyes hold it steady
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member The Addiction

Seduced by life's innumerable challenges my heart is addicted to...living! 






© Demetrios Trifiatis
       22 April 2018
Form: Monoku

Flowing Water

Natural silence
Rises, falls addicted to
Enduring essence





Written for

Sponsor ^Rick Parise 
Contest Name Haiku Contest
Form: Haiku

Big Green Apple

Big Green Apple

Utterly honest and 
open big green apple addicted to 
substances used for 
smoothing, polishing, and 
cleaning.

Premium Member Masochist

great pleasure in self-torment;
the more painful, the better.
Addicted to discomfort,
feeding it with glee!


Date written: 06/17/2021
Form: Dodoitsu

Premium Member Poetry In Motion Contest Golf

Golf is
a 'umbling game
It's all in the mind,just
One swing away from a problem
hiding.

NOTE:I was addicted to this game(for 12 years)

Addicted to Rhyme

This boy’s addicted to rhyme 
He does it all the time 
With pen and paper 
He can’t stop this caper
From the ridiculous to the sublime.
Form: Limerick

Love Vice

Love is really beautiful
But for those who are
Addicted to two
Never think about
The third person
It's pure selfish motive
Not selfless love.

Premium Member Temptation

Addicted to sugar
And all that makes me fat
One little cookie
Who’s fooling who
One is too many
A hundred not enough



AP: 1st place 2020

Numb

The love of a drug,
a matriarch to own,
So addicted it's unreal,
The hold it may show.
Losing the grip,
Becoming Numb to the touch, to the feel.
Form: Name

Addicted

There is a need a plead I must have. 
I keep telling myself I have to be strong 
It over takes me, I give in.
I can't defeat the beast I'm addicted.
Form:

Animal Analogies

I
Fish, birds ... Overcome myriad poisons from us, but don't think about it.

II
Animals think when needed; addicted humans recycle BLAME and PAIN.
© Anil Deo  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Monoku

Premium Member No Gooders

Do gooders are hard to escape.
They're addicted to wearing the cape.
With less than a clue
Of what's good for you,
They insert then deny it's a rape!
Form: Limerick

Three Cups of Love

She gave me three cups of love,
I drank the first and felt good.
Second made me foolishly drank,
the third made me addicted,
now, I can’t live without her!
Form: Imagism

Premium Member Addiction Fiction

   I'm addicted to talking
     perhaps you're addicted to listening 

   How about I talk your ear off
     And you -- O, my, that won't work, will it...
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Limerick


There was a young las
Who was addicted to drinking sugary soda sassafras
She gulped it all day
Made her small hips go away
As fat cells took over to stay
Form: Limerick

Addicted To Love

I'm so in love with you, that I can't escape

from it, I'm so addicted, that I can't quit,

Girl are love has no limit, girl my last 

words I'm so addicted.

Smoking a cigarette

You are like smoking a cigarette
I am addicted to your kisses and hugs
At three am at the park
Meanwhile I touch your smooth skin
And hear your beautiful voice.
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Premium Member Serial Lover

“Serial Lover” that very strange term Are you addicted, does it make you squirm One after another Till you smother Need unbridled encounters till you burn
Form: Limerick

Premium Member practicing the presence

how may we silence
noise of our mind
driving us mad

attachment 
causes stagnation
yet we remain addicted

practicing the presence
of divine magnetism 
ego disappears

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