Short Borrows Poems

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


Premium Member The Clock

the majestic
rivers edge 
borrows
the flowing times
throughtout 
the tranquil callings
the jest 
of life's passing glances 
thee untimely
gestures are trapped
beyond cardinal numbers
above ordinary time


Premium Member Traits

Fate held, unkind to breast
amnesty's heart, thine to rest

tomorrow, unknown chattel
hope, stands alone in battle

forgiveness, yours
from love's ladle, pours

another stolen day, borrows
eyes keen, our tomorrows
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Borrowing Cathie's Dress

Cathie often borrows my t-shirts, my sweaters, and socks But if I borrow just one of her dresses, suddenly she wants to talk Wants to know if It's real or a myth As I flaunt my body with a feminine like walk
fun
Form: Limerick

Premium Member Woe Be Gone

books feel no pain though tattered and torn. not pricked with voodoo precision, chiseled at the gums. my upturned smile borrows misery. I can not turn the pages. the patrons read my lips "woe be gone"

Premium Member Sun's Light

SUN’S LIGHT

The glorious sun,  
From your dazzling eyes
Its light borrows 
Plus 
All of its splendid warmth,
Don't let your eyes be saddened,     
For 
Cold and darkness will follow,
From south to north!


© Demetrios Trifiatis
      20 APRIL 2013
Form: Epigram


It's Liz's Turn

Go Man, Go with Liz.
That girl's got so much whizz.
Say goodbye to sorrows
as she, borrows, borrows, borrows.
Our nation's fortune waxes
the more  she cuts those  taxes.
She relishes a fight,
not she some 'Maggie Lite'.

Macron and Putin shake and shudder
Now 'tis Liz who holds the rudder.
Form: Burlesque

Way Ward

. for public domain


Way Ward

We will bury our sighs and sorrows,
debts and owes, and all our borrows,
our scarlet letters all have seen.

We shall cross the bridge,
hand in hand, beyond the ridge,
leave angry tears behind.

If no one welcomes you and me,
we start afresh, clean and free,
and try again, and try again.

Fog Borrows Lungs

Nette Onclaud
EIGHT BY EIGHT
31 July 2026


Fog uncorks wet cedar perfume,
then pours it through each waiting lung
where moss rehearses nameless years
and bark remembers rain by scent—
until my breath is not my own
but loam translating root to blood,
as earth inhales itself through me
and leaves with my remembered breath.

Eyes Open

eyes open eyes open tears jerked edges fallen from corners circle me wagons turquoise bead bender swirling swiveling heads counter me balanced high-voltage death sky lit up stars night fell fall on me own escaped borrows love gutter prom kiss naked shingles skin rake me across the coals here we are eyes open ?
art
Form: Lyric

Premium Member Keeping God-search simple

Listen to poem:
The estranged mirror
is denied

The eye has no need
to watch itself
seeing

The hand feels
before
fingers probe

The sky
flies via the bird

The shore uncovers
the tide

The sea peers
through me

The leaf
borrows the breeze

The ring dispels
its bell

Time beats
hearts to 
the throb

Stillness
simply is

Awareness
is within-ness 
shared
spontaneously

Premium Member Humanity Sorrows Imagined-

Full moon; Imagined sorrows; Left field; Right face; Humanity; At the old barn; Inside the valley throughout the streams;; From the wheat fields; Outside the window; Humanity; Toward the skies; A rainbow, a Halo heaven spies; Promises; Down on nature world; Humanity borrows; Christening sorrows;
12/30/20 Written words by James Edward Lee Sr ©

White Touch

On White crimson tide
A hollow form to time

Tied to a note of labels
Tonight brought food 

Inches of deep cold borrows
Hid a feeling 

Lonely to white sunlight
She drove the edge

Lurking away the pain
Love has somehow covered

Deep in maroon marrow
Rested by the main

Another form to sight
Along angelic caves

The subtle youth of heartening
Again tore the page

In certain elements of peace
© Nisreen Aa  Create an image from this poem.

Shadows

Take within these heartfelt sorrows 
Found we see the mind that borrows
All its memories from all around
To keep the peace so safe and sound
A mesh of words held overdue
Those words they be I have no clue
A list of feelings hidden here
A place so sheltered and held so dear
I long to feel my heart content
To find the peace where it was ment
To see the stars shine high above
And know what its really like to love
Form: Rhyme

Sleep and I

Rough and tumble like a wasp getting pulled into the sludgy earth.
Sleep and I.
Gave up twilight.
Separated.
We both eat butterfly legs or so we think.
Sleep and I tangle with other stuff like old coffee mugs with a musty smell.
And chalk boards in a secret room that I thought was hidden by keeping my eyes open.
I feast on whatever is left on the floor.
After most stuff sinks in.
Sleep borrows stuff like that.

Long Time Gone

She sings along with that song
Taking the long way
She gets that 
The violin melody of a hard fought harmony
She'll find a place to belong
But eventually her roundness
Her loudness
Finds her falling out of space
And she never fits in the square pegs
She begs
Borrows, but never steals
She believes in the commandments
He isn't here anymore
Killed millenniums ago
But love lives forever
Eternally
A long hello
And she finds forgiveness
Never says goodbye

Brain Wash

For the faults in bathrooms
Washrooms found solutions 
To begin in body wash 
Up from face wash
To mouth wash
To make cash
But brain wash
This does push things in rush
It’s in force but with one’s wish
One borrows ones brain
To send other for one’s shopping 
If doing wash to go clean
Why not that in case of brain?
Brain washes away the whole soul 
What dirt found there to clean?
This to wash his soul that mean 
The brain rejects water for words
To get washed!

Someday

Everyman’s dream
As calm as the sleeping stream
When lost within the ocean deep
Still has a promise to keep
The path may seem odious
A heart may climb agony’s ladder
Shinning omen may sound ominous
But a smile will drain from destiny’s udder
If today mocks us with tears
Someday we shall embrace our dears
And a smile will never be dear
The battle must be fought without fear
Tomorrow will be free from sorrows
There will be no more borrows
Someday we shall embrace our dears
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Why Ted Doesn'T Love Lucy - Bawdy Warning

Ted suffers from 'Looseheel Ball' It’s driving him clean up the wall He’s got such an itch It’s making him twitch He’s begging the doctor to call The medic said oh dearie me This condition I rarely see Your balls badly twisted Teds scared eyes soon misted When doc says you need surgery Doc bundles Ted onto the table and borrows a knife from Aunt Mable This won’t hurt a bit… He gives ball a snip Ted will rise again when he’s able 10/10/21
Form: Limerick

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