Short Bullying Poems

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


Classmate's Revenge

Fat Janet went to school
with the intention of bullying...
thinking it was so cool,
but who did all the hard laughing?


Bullies

Grey and white 
Black and blue 
Who did all of this you
She says Luke 
You say Lamarh
Well whoever did this sure is harsh
Form: Rhyme

Proud To Be, Black

Times be rough and tough I didn't,t give up in god  I trust it's fact put. Going back on the rack  Am  PROUD TO BE. BLACK

Proud To Be, Black

Times be rough and tough I didn't,t give up in god  I trust it's fact put. Going back on the rack  Am  PROUD TO BE. BLACK

Premium Member Tomboy’s Dilemma

As a child I was a tomboy
Football a game to enjoy
Until one fine day
Boobs got in the way
Dad stop me he was annoyed
Form: Limerick


Premium Member Orange Puff Daddy

Orange fat man said out loud
He doesn’t like men and how
Proud he was
Chest puffed up
As if he stars in explicit files
Form: Limerick

Train To Be A Slave

Poor Education 
Slave Quarters 
Slave Wages
POOR Healthcare 
Breeding Children 
Police Brutality 

Training A Slave

Premium Member Murray the TWOT'

'BOUT SAYS IT ALL..AND HE NEVER EVEN
WORKED TO EARN THE TITLE..Watt another 
TWOT..' And don't say you were not warned.'

Premium Member The Pane of Separation

Outside, other children play.
Inside, something makes me stay, 
a separation I can feel - 
invisible, but no less real.
Form: Rhyme

Fake Personality

Racist liar is last writer about love; he is full of hatred.
Fake love and write are natural results of fake personality.
Form: Monoku

Premium Member The Bully

The Bully Miracle Man 9/7/2024 I once new a boy, whose disposition was bad. He relied on fear.
© Tom Wright  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Haiku

Living In Tragedy

Killing reality,
I'm living in tragedy,
Whimpers of cries,
Catches my eyes,
Fog up my vision,
I had made my decision.
Form:

Their Car

loiters in his car
a dad-mama's New Year gift
true homeless loser
peewee bald redneck goofy  
merry andrew racist drum
Form: Tanka

Premium Member Ghost Mirror

Ignored, rejected

abandoned, invisible

mirror of your ghost


A Featured Poem Week of July 1, 2018
Form: Senryu

How Enlightened

doesn't matter if I'm frightened
doesn't matter if I'm scared
only matters how enlightened
I am when you're all too fair
© Ewa Mat  Create an image from this poem.
Form:

Premium Member The Grinch

The Grinch 
Didn’t move an inch.
His wife yelled, "If you don't decorate the Christmas tree, 
I'll bite your knee."
© Eve Roper  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Clerihew

Premium Member My Friend

You really could be my good friend 
if only you had a voice,
but poorly people often tend
to keep their thoughts on ice.
© Peter Rees  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

I'M Gonna Go Home

I'm gonna go home
cause I don't want to be alone
in a crowd that's oppressing me
even when it's my own so-called insanity
© Ewa Mat  Create an image from this poem.
Form:

Premium Member Election Wool

No voter gets an even break.
No truth may they apprise.
Taken to school
To play the fool...
Wool pulled o’er their eyes.
Form: Rhyme

Facebook

Facebook is like being in prison, 
you sit down and waste time, 
write on walls, 	
and get poked by people you don't know.
Form: ABC

The Bad Seed

what some do
thinks it right too
its wrong
they can't go on
we have a jod
its odd
we must do indeed
stop the
BAD SEED

Premium Member halloween diner

ghost waiter blimey bondo

a haunting in a condo

rushed in a flurry

and pot of curry

hope sir you like potato.
Form: Limerick

Premium Member Cult of Personality

They believed a Capitol riot could make a loser a winner,
After failing, they cling to changing facts by terror and thunder.
Form: Couplet

Premium Member The Blame Game

The Blame Game Miracle Man 8/3/2024 Some earn a degree in partisan gas lighting to gain advantage
© Tom Wright  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Haiku

Hatred

Every drop of blood
I don’t care if you‘re bleeding
I’ll watch you suffer
Every minute of your life
Celebration is started
Form: Tanka

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