Short Borderline Poems

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


Premium Member The Borderline Moon

the borderline moon
half glass of optimism
emptied out dark side
a man and woman in smile
its crescent lullaby psalm
Form: Tanka


Premium Member Borderline

She loved tempting fate,
Testing everyone's own love,
Drawing out their hate,
Using their words against them:
Hearts now filled with her contempt.
Form: Tanka

The Borderline

I dare you
not to read the words,
I double-dare you true

To live outside
a sentenced life
—your spirit unrenewed

(Dreamsleep: February, 2020)
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Borderline

I have done so many things to end who I used to be,
But the truth is I only want to die to be set free,
'Cause I feel as though I may never ever truly be happy.
Form: Sijo

Premium Member Borderline Balcony

gifts Romeo rose — he sees beauty not the thorns; Jule’s, the angel’s light crepuscular moon with grin tiptoe reach will kill the mood 11/3/2020
Form: Tanka


Premium Member NATURE scripted

Blossoms the dandelion
Renaissance premises ion
Borderline scripted small fonts
Newspaper article daunts



4/15/24 
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2024©
Form: Jueju

Borderline

my heart melts
I don't know why
About to go 
beyond 
this called
borderline
I feel like I'm 
dying inside
but I keep
on smirking
as if I'm 
too much fine.

LeiStrauss2019
sad
Form: Verse

Now

Now is the time
but there’s nothing I can do.
Something is lost, the upshot
of trying hard to chase the gold.
And the ensuing confusion
rattles me on the borderline
with a cursing cold.

Borderline Insanity

In the heart of my mind
Rages a war of navigation
Each passing sun.

All compasses broken,
It has become a maze
And I am a stranger to me.

My anthem is woe.
Water and fire
Have become my bread.
Form: Triolet

No Telling What Abilities

No Telling What Abilities

No telling what abilities he had;
Knowledge might be very bad
Being moron or case that is borderline
So was asked politely to resign
Now we are happy and very glad.

Jim Horn
© James Horn  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Limerick

The Strenght of Her Wings

Through this patch of light,
The monarch butterfly
Holds on tight,
To this single 
Blade of prairie grass,
Using the strength of
Her royal wings
Now, resting 
Between this 
Borderline of
War and peace

No Tower of Babble Now

Good Morning Night Owl.
Why do we leave the light on?
Where the Lamp-post sheds its skin.
The Trumpet pours, the passion flour.
Our constitution is number 1.
A dustless preamble.
Borderline masonry must not crumble.
Form:

Ghost

I want to escape to a place that doesn't exist.
A familiar place where nostalgia takes me away to a peaceful bliss. 
I do not know where this place is. 
Maybe it coexist in my mind, right in between the depression and the borderline.
Form: Bio

Left To Weep

The truth runs thin 
   along the borderline

Where voices lie weary
   and valleys grow deep

The truth runs distant
   along the borderline

Where choices are frozen
   —new dreams left to weep

(Las Vegas Nevada: February, 2019)
Form: Rhyme

Borderline

Curse me with my demons.

 They have already returned with open arms.

Hide me from your feelings,

 They have already burned me on my scars.

Falling back in my past, my shadow has consumed me,

 We dip our toes into the realms on no return.
Form:

Premium Member humoring Uncle Johnny

Uncle Johnny’s stories were preposterous
borderline silly
but we pretended to believe
for Aunt Tilly’s sake
She never challenged his foolishness
Pretending his insanity was normal
We did not understand why
but we played along, letting her lead the way

Delusions of Grandeur- Bon Voyage

I rule the World just for a minute,
And all I see is MINE!
A sigh of Time that feels infinite-
Some stroll beyond the "borderline"
This Galaxy, it belongs to ME!
Like Alice through the "Looking Glass"
How sweet this mental Odyssey!
Too bad it never, ever lasts...
Form: Rhyme

Man Strange Creature

At the edge of the crossroads
in the ignorance of incoherence,
on the ethereal border
between good and evil,
In the hypocrisy of violence
, in the malevolent of boasting,
borderline of being or not being,
Cry, complain and exclaim
this poor speck of God,
The man... !

Nothing Near the End

As you hit the borderline
Thoughts and memories you cannot find
A heartfelt moment is filled with grief
When suddenly you just want to feel relief
As I listen I wonder why
These painful thoughts will never die
As I stare I begin to hear
The shadow in my mind
Awakening the fear...
Form:

Alone

I was on the borderline of begging. 

But that’s embarrassing isn’t it?

When I stopped asking for help-

There was a bit of apologizing. 

So that we could all move on. 

One day, I will be able to rise again. 

But not until I face the crisis that I am destined to face alone.

Premium Member Borderline Opinion

When Borderline
Characteristics 
Become So
Acceptable,
Even Normal...

The Borderline
Naturally Expands
Itself To Suit!

There You Are
Funny Again!
Hilarious!

It's An Infinite
Expanse, With
No Borders,
Unless You
Think So.

Funny.
Borderline!

-Gray Squirrel

04-11-2026

Freak Show

Welcome to the freak show of Borderline Personality Disorder
Once, you hear my story 
you'll tear your guts out
then have the urge to swallow them
because that's that I do to myself
mentally and feel physically 
without even inflicting any wounds upon myself.
I leave my thoughts to do that for me.
© Jolly Figs  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member The One Armed Lady

Drawing from the shadow of La Manquita 
The mighty Spanish master from Málaga
Painted his m'lady borderline grotesque
Features so far flung and un fathomably stretched
She had an eye in Segovia and a nose in Madrid


7/9/2019

H G Longfellow Inspired Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Julia Ward
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Walking the Borderline

With the wings of an angel she'll sweep you away.
With the horns of the Devil she'll manage her way.
Does she want you to stay?
Does she want you to go?
Not even she has the ability to know.
Her emotions run deep.
They are her's to keep.
How will she feel tomorrow?
Will it only be grief and sorrow?
Form:

Premium Member Life Surfing

Where sky meets ocean and air meets water,
and these two approach land,
a novice surfer 
glides ever sideways along the borderline
between the graceful, smooth glass of intention,
and the turbulent, chaotic crash of execution.
This eternal moment is called life.
In love, it is called marriage or fatherhood.

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