Short Common People Poems
Short Common People Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Common People by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Common People by length and keyword.
WAR
most condemned word war
brings sufferings and miseries
to common people.
11/16/21
WAR'
Contest by Kai Michael Neumann
English poet, William Wordsworth,
wrote to serve the common people on the earth.
Along with Samuel Coleridge, the Romantic Age he started.
Support for free thought his words imparted.
I wonder if King Donald
is an unhappy reincarnation of King George,
and now is his time to take back the royal throne
to get even with the common people
and those who would be their eyes
and ears
and noses,
smelling something rotten.
This is to the humble barbers, humble farmers,
average Joannas & Joes
who give their all, day in day out,
but who most will never know
You all deserve recognition,
whether people know you by name or not
Thank you for everything you do,
It really means a lot
With every beat of my heart...
The rhythm of another soul matches the tempo...
As a song is born from two common people...
So shall their love withold...
I captured a star that danced by on a ribbon of light...
It's my gift to you...
So make a wish...
And let that star shine through the Night...
Form:
If God did not play Hide & Seek with us
We would see GOD, all of God, nothing else!
So He hides, then gets more elaborate at hiding;
To humans He seems reluctant to be found - as it were -
Those who seek in earnest, will find Him
Because the Game has to end ... and begin again
This is what common people, unschooled, know
Jesus revealed as much about Abba Father; played it best
Common people
walk and eat, drive, sleep
unaware of the spirits around them
or the games played by fate
they grow, reproduce
sit in Church
wonder how to pray
but not for long
life instructions:
listen, obey, stay to yourself
if you congregate, police will disperse
don’t be seen as a problem
don’t be a nuisance
sit, do your work, and for God’s sake
keep your mouth shut.
Poem 3
Sometimes I’m not sure
If I feel big or small
In this world.
It’s easy to become lost
in all the chaos,
and busy crowds of
common people.
Sometimes it’s easy to feel big,
knowing that death awaits and,
only God can judge us,
and not everyone lives.
Perception can be a very powerful thing.
One may feel small,
another may feel bigger than
God’s grace.
And it goes on
Mass murdering of the innocent
Gentrification of the minorities
And it goes on
Life is not a perfect story,
Happy endings are quite scarce
The elders worry about the youth
The youth is left to fend for themselves
And it goes on
Racial slurs directed toward the indifferent
Rebellious souls attempt to strike back
The barriers remain between common people
Always together, but forever separated
And it goes on......