Short Carry Away Poems
Short Carry Away Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Carry Away by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Carry Away by length and keyword.
The rain fall
Against the window pane
Wash the glass clean
Carry away the stain.
Midnight tide
Come take my troubles away
Wash away my worry
Swoop away my pain
Roll away my sorrow
Tumble away my loneliness
Swipe away my tears
Carry away my fears
Midnight tide
Midnight tide
Oh, my midnight tide
lie’s carry away
calm before storm messengers
ocean fronts to desert
An inherited jewellery box sits on the vanity-
My parent's love embedded in each stone.
It is a meal to carry away from home.
When sky turns dark,with no where to go
In problems engulfed is my soul;helps-
vanity of loved meal to sky's soul.
Your asseveration is unsupported –
With pretentious ideas
I once thought you were altruistic
But now the blind fold unveiled
I see now vividly axiomatic –
You carry away your sorrows and drown them in your doubt
Such a shame my darling-
You could of rose above it
I am waiting for the train
that will carry away honest
and hard working men
then I will whisper in its ear
a request to bring in clergy of liars
the church-men who excel in deceit
those who imprison men’s conscience
to take over and rule
this village with truth
and justice via mouthful of lies
If you want to say
I am evil
go ahead
you have the two thousand pound bombs
we have donkeys to carry away the wounded
you have killed our ambulance drivers
seventy generations we lived in peace
with everyone here
until colonists said we must disappear
do not play games
you are the terrorists
why not just admit it
Unsung poems,
Frozen in heart,
Waiting for spring ,
To blossom.
Stoned emotions ,
Swallowing subtle,
Hissing and slithering,
Like a black snake,
Broken heart,
Screaming in anger,
Towards the traitor,
Deserted being,
Filthy soul,
Mourning in void.
Cold corpse,
Waiting for casket,
To carry away.
Quivering ghosts,
Flashing eyes,
Sucking ,
Frozen blood.
Excerpt from the compilation: “Prayer – 2: Tears
I wish that the healing balsam of our Tears
Create streams
that reach our deepest valleys of sorrow,
And cleanse and sooth our pain.
And the streams become great rivers
that carry away our antique, obsolete
and borrowed suffering and collected debris
of old fears and doubts,
far out to sea.
© Sangeet Portals 2020
Speak for me oh sun
You break the night
With your illuminating rays.
Let my mind shine
To paint the landscapes
For all to see.
Whisper oh wind
Make the leaves talk
The branches sway.
Blow past to carry away chaff
Wind that comes from my lips
Blow to bring warmth to hearts.
Fall oh rainfall
Make the rivers run
Make life continue its course.
Blessed waters
May you fall upon minds
Let them grow.
As he waited for the streetcar
that he had waited for so many times before
at this very spot
he thought
the weather is so dreary
but more ,
undeniable
that for a millisecond
silent rain
carried a silent pain
that hope could not sooth
and the streetcar would never carry away
the loss he held
where love once dwelled
he thought
self absorbed
in the blink of an eye
the street car appeared.
Here comes the talon bird, sea eagle to you.
His grizzly bear claws will do much damage too.
A grip strong enough to break a human’s arm.
I was stunned to find this talon bird no my farm.
Stay away from the window, hide in the closet if you can.
With those talons he could probably carry away a small man.
If he knocks on the door, pretend that no one is home.
Today’s entertainment for me has been writing this poem.
If only my thoughts could filter the summer breeze
to places that many could see
then I could start the words for the wind to carry away
maybe for someone to catch one day
If only my actions could travel like the leaves have been blown
to places to many left unknown
the mystery would reveal the true meaning of life
If only one could remember the first kiss of sunshine on the face
then maybe you would want the summer to stay
You tell me to forget
I know you are joking
portions of my brain
you addicted with love
My arteries operate
a stream of hormones
congested with molecules
of love from your heart
My veins carry away
streams of red blood cells
packed with by-products
love has created from joy
Let us lay down here
on the beaches of love
And I tell you my story
story of impossibilities
Honey-pot the tongue licks
its resting chamber is there
Everyday time awakens unto the same old scenes....
With our honey as locusts meals and camel hair dreams
Saying yes, Lord, but even the dogs eat at crumbs which fall
Aneath their Master's table: 'O woman, your faith is strong; thus
Be it as you will ? Gathering mustard seeds from atop her mountains
Cast, into this churning sea: chasing his chaff, unto their edge of another
Horizon rising about love's crest piercing sickles to carry away an age gone by.
Form:
In the shadows of the Montezuma mountains there lies an ethereal river
Ancient Greeks knew of it, and wrote legends, many which are lost.
She is the River Styx. Where your soul travels beyond flesh death.
It is a silent river; no words are exchanged. There is a somber feeling.
A hushed atmosphere as boats carry away newly returned souls.
An empath might hear the whisper of the paddles gliding in the water.
Gaia listens as the water is dipped, and souls return to the underworld.
Mistletoe's carry away the Christmas woes
Jingle bells let's catch the holiday sales
Silent night, pandemic fright
Deck the halls, spiked eggnog calls
Some will hide away in a manger, can't risk travel due to Covid danger
O Christmas tree, keep us safe and our families
O come O come ye faithful for we are all grateful
As we walk together into a winter wonder land
6 feet apart, wearing mask with sanitizer on our hands
Is it beginning to look a lot like Christmas
My dram ram has spent it's last byte
MS word won't type another poetic wishful might
India calling techie says charge $$ that visa
and PC will be good for a few years
Over the phone line and through the Dell
to better 'puting we go
The geek knows the way
to carry away
my short and dwindling dough!
Over the phone line and through the Dell
Charge what?? this is starting to smell!!
The geek knows he may talk away
my sanity Hey!!
This PC still don't 'poot!!