Short Condom Poems

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Premium Member Condom Spoiler Alert

contraception dearth
                overpopulated earth 
                 kills infants at birth 

By
David Kavanagh
Form: Senryu


The Condom

I wore a condom for my mate
and said it glowed to throw my weight.
But when she asked to know it's fate
the light was on and it was late.
Form: Monorhyme

Saint Andrews Day

Our Potus went to Kentucky
Alone with his rubber ducky
Where a shocked Mad Mitch
Shrieked, "Son of a witch!
With that condom, you'll be lucky!"
Form: Limerick

The He-Goat

He-goat said"Mum place yourself for mounting"
She frowned that he has no fear for Dad`s thing,
Not afraid of Daddy`s hit,
He`s prepared for this fast fit,
ready to use condom for this kicking.
Form: Limerick

Oops I Did It Again

Pretty / Woman
Handsome / Man
Phone / Call
Set / Date
Skip / Movie
Fumbled / Wrapper
Shattering / Sex
Nine / Months
Hello / Mommy
Hello / Daddy



Written for contest, condom wrapper
Form:


Premium Member A Nose Condom

Nose dripping's continue, a catcher I've got Seems like days since the snow began to drop I'll weather the blow No matter how much snow Wear a condom on my nose to catch the plops
Form: Limerick

Condom On the Asphalt

Condom on the asphalt!
   Never seen or heard,
    Numb to the world,
     Genes resvior,
Always containing an outburst!
    A terminated vector,
      Malthusian prophylactic,
Condom discarded
    on THE ASPHALT!
Form: ABC

Protection

Oh how awesome a condom, marvelous invention!
Stopping them from this direction and the other direction. 
But the risk when it bursts
More than just being bust
Is a disease riddled infant who'll need your protection. 

(c) Nyongelma
Form: Limerick

Glowing Condom

I bought a condom for my mate
that said it glowed at any rate.
And put it on before my date
to go to town at fury's gate.

When up she popped for me to wait
and asked me if it glowed in state.
To which I said that she was late.
The lights were on and it was great.
Form: Monorhyme

Do You Understand the New Father's Fright

I hate how you hurt her
You with your brains inside out
gray fragile thing.
You look like a grossly oversize
condom
mostly wrung out.
Slap you and hit
make you cry.
Your silence and stare
skin of your bones.
Cry baby, Cry baby
cut open our hearts
and scream yourself in.
© Dan Helppi  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member No Condom Needed

sea anemone
produces own eggs
and sperm
needs a good kisser
[*Sea anemones breed by liberating sperm and eggs through their mouths into the sea.] THIRD PLACE WINNER March 18, 2021 For Constance La Frances “Haiku” Contest
Form: Haiku

King Bing

King saw the universe in  condom
                                   Big bangs and big crunches at random
                                                       A.P.P.L.E
                                               Pfaiffer and Grapple
                                    King sent "Nature" a memorandum
Form: Limerick

The Celestial Succedaneum

The celestial succedaneum 
is our glory hole in the sky 
we insert our hardened psyches 
(of course sheathed in 
a condom of ignorance, so 
as not to be infected 
or infested with the ghastly 
blandness of verisimilitude) 
into it, and 
Thrust 
while our hardy 
imaginations feverishly 
imagine 
God.

Biological Love

since the birth of love-
love learns to fly
through the dark of night
body to body, 
veins to veins,
under the broken moonlit, 
crossing the owl sight, 
besides the bamboo bush,
under the half-broken thatched made roof,
in the other land, 
by another sheath-shaped barrier device (condom)!



-April 28, 2019, Chattogram

Beauty Is In the Breathing

crumpled in my bed.
discarded,
like a candy wrapper or used condom.
Never mind the chipped nail polish
damp hair
old jeans.
beauty is in the breathing.
shallow
in and out.
chest rising, 
falling.
alive and sad.
call me a stack of pancakes.
it doesnt make me a stack of pancakes.
tell me i should be happy.
it doesnt mean a thing.

Premium Member This Condom Manufacturer Has Made a Bit of a Cock-Up

The Durex Company’s fearing the worst Non latex condoms are now known to burst There’s a product recall Hope they can trace them all ... Or unplanned babies may need to be nursed! Inspired by this newspaper article - n.b it's only certain products which are sold in the UK and Ireland https://www.bbc.com/news/uk-45014118 8/13/18
Form: Limerick

Premium Member It's a Bit of a Cock Up

A promiscuous lady named Jill Thought it prudent to go on the pill She saw her G.P He said ‘oh dear me’ - You should have used a condom with Will! Jill politely asked him what he meant Contraception was her real intent The pill’s too late I fear For you’re pregnant my dear - It looks like it’s an unplanned event 21ST April 2016
Form: Limerick

Latex Condom Speaks

Sure, we all are in Gods kingdom,
Not in Satan's perverse Dukedom,
And should well clear steer of whoredom,
A big challenge to clinched stardom
Often igniting sex freedom;
Never Saint Stephen's Martyrdom...

Still for microbes a sold condom
Birth control measures not seldom
Infected spouse for The Syndrome
Better get out of a doldrum
To shops go for Latex condom.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Jack and Jill Re Written

Jack and Jill went up the hill With thoughts of making love Jack hadn’t got a condom So cut a finger off Jill’s glove The glove was far too small for him And it didn’t fit his todger Now they are proud parents Of a baby they called Rodger! 1st October 2016 Another poem written after being inspired by Ilene Bauer's poem three blind mic
Form: Rhyme

Islamabad Campus Scenario

Julie was already taking birth control pills, 
but Mark uses a condom too, 
just to be safe. 
They both enjoy making love, 
but they decide not to do it again. 
They keep that night as a special secret, 
which makes them feel even closer to each other. 
Zafar What do you think about that? 
Zafar Was it OK for them to make love?
Note.(Jesa zafar wesa shehar wesay shehar walay)

Premium Member Dorothy and the Lion

Wicked Witch of the West always jealous
Her green skin couldn't be seen near the trellis.
    Cackling at Dorothy, you’re 
    Not in Kansas anymore
Scarecrows are all you will get for fellas.

What happens in your world is your problem.
It's what's in your heart and soul, a poem.
    The lion beast I will meet;
    A heart that will kiss my feet.
Flashing a smile, he will use a condom.
© Eve Roper  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Limerick

Chocolate Flavored

Chocolate Flavored

Chocolate vodka, chocolate gum
Chocolate toothpaste to name some
Chocolate soda, jellybeans
Even chocolate shaving creams
Chocolate toothpicks, chocolate beer
Chocolate oxygen my dear
Chocolate popcorn, coffee too
Chocolate candles through and through
Chocolate syrup, envelopes
Chocolate for discerning folks
But there is one that leaves me numb
A chocolate flavored new condom

Uncle Mike
Form: Rhyme

My Friend Called Aids

The why’s are gone  

I cried and catch a teardrop
I smile and touch my heart
I look and saw my soul
I leap and catch the future
  

I saw the pain and felt the hurt
I smell death and embrace God
My friend has passed  
And Aids stayed.


I saw it coming 
I felt the shaking
I acknowlege the monster
and except the pain.

NO, I’m on my way
I’ll be more cautious
 I’ll make the choice. 
I use A Condom
Form:

Cars Nette

Motor cars you have to love em, like humans you have to shove em, drop kick em into the bay, or sweet talk em some other way, i've wiped em out in head on prang, red escort, smashed glass, perang, naked girl in the red escort, guy was on the road he thought, na ya aint in a race, so stay on the footpath where it's safe, condom pocket just in case, watch, overtaking wheelchairs, orright:) Don Johnson 2-sep-11
Form: Rhyme

This Is Zen

An empty box of wine on the 
sticky linoleum spells out the
breaking of caste;
here the plateau is littered with condom wrappers,
half-eaten scraps of
food and other assorted forms of trash.

Oh yeah, brother! this is 2009, a
brave new world begun with a blast, a
world where derricks burn and markets crash;
Here there be Tygers, here there be a
chance to break the Hindu cycle, to
rise like embers from the ash!
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