Short Complain Poems
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some one do you
here what to do
don't throw a fist
do this
be a sink file a complain
for sacfaction have some
COURT ACTION
communications could peaceably reform careless complain turmoil
(Weekly Magnetic Poetry Challenge • August 17–23, 2026)
Do you wake each morning with
‘Oh Yay…..another day’
OR
Mumble and complain
Thinking ‘ Here we go again’!
went out to the park
to excise as i began to start
began to complain
mabe cause was begaing to rain
it was my
KNEE PAIN
i have come to find
it is possible
to be happy and
disappointed
at the same time
can't complain
parade in the rain!
Form:
If only my pen
can complain of its tiring
task, like a drunk lad--
it keeps moving to and fro,
for my anguish is nonstop.
mi name bill
if you wll
what your name
or is ths just game
anyway
this is not a complain
as my yes blink
CAN I BUY YOU A DRINK
I am not a part of this group
But I can not complain,
And have no rights to scream
MISFIT;
Only “fire” in a crowded theater
No right to complain
Turning to bad over good
When it turns on you
Wishing to leave it for good
Though tomorrow you'd return
In summer daytime,
we complain of the heat and
long daytime. We moan
in winter so cold long nights
that's the nature of human!
life can be a pain
but why complain
some yes rain
if you see
and hear
walk and talk
than be confessing
COUNT YOUR BLESSING
Make America grate again!
Justice should NEVER be humane!
Hang kids in cages!
Pay peon wages!
Leave Pandemic "Losers" complain!
As I sit here, melancholy
Surrounded by filth, full of folly
I did this to myself, why complain?
And then I stuff my face again.
no what we do
they complain too
how do you get thur
when all we done
we never won
truth we have to face
we're
A BANDON RACE
Climbing the ladder of life,
Sometimes entails much strife.
One step at a time,
Continue to climb,
And never complain to your wife.
A bove Below
H eavens cried on man
I n the form of rain
N arcissus he is
G ris-Gris on his neck
E vanescent without complain
mabe your up set
whats nexts
you won't fight
do whats is right
make a complain
think
before you go to bed
kept a
COOLD HEAD
up in the sky
someone sit high
he is in control
that's the way it goes
he heal pain
makes it snow and rain
so
DON'T COMPLAIN
if some one do you
here's what to do
get it on file
and think for while
be for you sink think
get the ink
and
FILE A COMPLAIN
It's hard to explain why we complain
In any work together we do.
Each of means by "we" the same;
I mean "I" and you mean me , too!
Women complain about premenstrual syndrome,
but I think of it as the only time of the month that they let their true selves be known.
gods been good
its under unstood
the weather he control
just save some in a bold
let god do his thing
DON'T COMPLAIN
LET IT RAIN
Life is like a book
Opening is a story
Closing is memory
If you don't spread flowers
If you can't do
What people want
Don't complain.
a starving brit in a pot
three weird sisters stir it hot
i ask sir explain
why dont you complain
its me for lunch or carrot.
the universe tests us
because if it does not
our soul will complain
therefore God listens
when our wish granted
then our ego complains