Short Burying Poems

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


Hindered Happiness

winter whisked without warning
burying birds below snow
hindered happiness hides in hearts
Until sacred spring sails again.


Premium Member Burying the Witness

eyes saw
so they had to go
mouth will talk
so she had to be eliminated
the hands felt
wait. they were already buried right?

Volcano

Your honored Majesty
Queen of the underworld,
Why come with hot tongue?
Burning, cooking and burying
Community of peace-lovers?

Premium Member mournful train whistle

mournful train whistle
it must be moving caskets
will it ever stop

the wailing continues
it sounds like a distraught mother
burying a child

Premium Member Hand Fingers

Glancing through window
Recapitulating life 
Burying the past
Each hand finger represent
Better future unfolfing 













8-10-2016
Form: Tanka


Ruthless

ruthless are
the powers that be
controlling
the substance
withholding
the cure
growing
the means
feeding
the addiction

saving none

burying all

History

History
Has a way
Of keeping some alive
And burying some others
Erasing them from memory 
We cannot forget this brother
How can we forget this brother.

Unintended Consequences

natures late late show
    squirrels burying acorns
    mighty oaks do grow

    2 / 2 / 2022.
    Sponsor Robert James Liquori.
    Contest.  Squirrel Haiku.
Form: Haiku

Premium Member Who needs paperweights?

Today we're burying yesterday's books
Technology has redefined good old modern times
Reading's now on the cloud



Wordku: 5-7-5 words

AP: 2nd place 2025
Form: Other

War Stanzas Fini

So good night mama,
We're burying our dead
Another generation
In long neat rows
Of chipped, hard stone reflecting.
Their lives are gone.

The bankers live on.
Form:

Underground

"Brake me down, solve me to death, been trying to be within me, please show within me, show me braking down, show me within burying  myself..."

By Daniel Stafford.
Form: ABC

Premium Member Imagination Twirls Me

imagination twirls me into the air
catching me often, not that I care
tossing adjectives around
burying fancifuls underground
making poems of ideas which were unaware

Prince

He tides me,
Like the moon stirs the seas-
Pulling me in, pushing me
Out,
Burying my feet in the sand
As if to say-

"I don't want you to go,
I don't want you to stay"

R a I N

S H I V E R I N G  around,
Chaotic W I N T E R
bonfires.
clouds burying 
M I D N I G H T,
gliding through the
A B Y S S.
Deceitful D E V I L S,
Remembering 
H E A V E N.
Form: Imagism

The Scream

Burying
your titanium teeth
in flawless
apples.

You release
a terror.
The scream.

Centuries-
of fear
and fear of
centuries
chasing a mysterious silence.
The scream.


Satish Verma
art
Form: ABC

Winter Magic

Burying the slow sun
Under sprinkled winter snow,
To light the world trapped,

Beneath the calm white
Memories like nascent snow
Revive from the warmth...


Date - 25/12/2016
© Iman Roy  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Haiku

Premium Member Heart of Volcano

rumbling lava torrents on city descend
burying under darkness in fire engulfing
spitting at planes ashes faster than they could panic
anger of revolution once dormant exploding

Darling

Darling…my dear…
I’ve held this in for so many years…think back to the good old days 
when we were young… forgive me for that day…
for burying you in the sand on that cold September day…

The Mouse

Coming out the house
I saw a mouse
Dead in my basket
So i made a casket
Burying the little one
I became number 1
To do this day
What others would delay
And Eventually throw 
away.
Form: Rhyme

Burying

I can float again
She's my thought
How could I have gone so long
sparaging to not

How could she have worried me
How could she not
How could she have ever seen
burying what's caught
Form: Quatrain

Premium Member Mass Murderer Gets a Backhoe

Mass Murderer thought about changing careers;
the chase was still chill, but the cleanup, too hard.
He bought him a backhoe, and oh, what a thrill!
He’s burying bodies all over the yard.
© Jeff Kyser  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Quatrain

Floating Currents of Air

The slightest current of air
Holds more truth than the striving
To realize cogitations of material components
Anxiety beset turns to weakness, regret
The shame of burying your accessory love

Sijo:

We have moved mountains and dug deep into this earth to find gold

To exchange for paper notes, while burying our brothers in filth.

We call development the trenches dug between us for wealth.
Form: Sijo

The Great War

Men shooting,
bullets flying,
people sheltering,
Ground exploding,
people soreing,
blood splattering,
body burying,
letter sending,
familys crying,
war ending,
people forgetting.
by Poppy
Form: Narrative

World War 2

Men shooting,
bullets flying,
bombs exploding,
guts spraying,
limbs falling,
blood raining,
people dieing,
letters sending,
women crying,
bodys burying,
children thinking,
earth changing.
Form: Narrative

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