Short Conduct Poems

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


Symphony of Peace

Symphony of peace
I conduct for me, 
are sorrowing quiet voice
dripping tears from puffy eyes
and shattering fragile heart.
© Max Ortiz  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Tanka


Conduct Unbecoming a President

Jinping and Putin made a pact
To teach Donald Trump how to act
But first things first
His cloud must burst
So Trump can tell fiction from fact!
Form: Limerick

Love Divine

Let love through all my conduct shine,
  An image fair, though faint, of Thine;
  Thus let me His disciple prove,
  Who came to manifest Thy love.
Form:

Comparing the Silence and the Noise

Silence is, a noble
        lifetime counselor...
        That conduct us to elaborate...
         Noise ,
         Is a braggart that
         it just annoys... !
Form: Epigram

Right Fool

Once there was a man called John Wright,
Says “I only wanted to do what is right”.
Ideas of proper conduct-
Diehard right wing thoughts.
Bloody a right fool is John Wright!
Form: Limerick


As I Walk On the Road

As I walk on the road
my feet keep on
rising and falling
kicking the earth
and dangling hands
fight everything all the way
as head nodes in approval
of the aggressive conduct

Premium Member Hang On To Your Panties

This one's a giggle, ain't no other reason Hang on to your panties, it's happy time season Frowns are frowned on Grab your baton Conduct your laugh factory afore ya get eaten
Form: Limerick

Premium Member Hang On To Your Panties

This one's a giggle, ain't no other reason Hang on to your panties, it's happy time season Frowns are frowned on Grab your baton Conduct your laugh orchestra afore ya get eaten
Form: Limerick

Premium Member Hang On To Your Panties

This one's a giggle, ain't no other reason Hang on to your panties, it's happy time season Frowns are frowned on Grab your baton Conduct your laugh orchestra afore ya get eaten
Form: Limerick

One Can Count the Stones

One can count the stones
But not the ripples…the
Echoes of one’s conduct

One can grab a sail 
But not the gale…wisdom on
Implements of life

One can admire flame
But cannot touch…an in-
Appropriate desire

Premium Member Sign of the Times

     Little Davie wants to pray like a pro
     Too bad for Davie that he doesn’t know
        His mentor is a fraud
        His conduct deeply flawed
     Every night, to the peep-shows he does go
Form: Limerick

You Are Diamond Like a Kohinoor

You are charming like the moon.
The heart is pure like your God.
Conduct is yours, like purity.
The heart is yours huge, like the sea.
Inclusion is yours,in,like many boon.
You are diamond, like a Kohinoor.
Form: ABC

Trump Some Stranger To Danger

Trump Some Stranger To Danger

Trump to many things became a stranger;
Great conduct, behavior, and also danger;
Thoughtful, kind;
Helping the blind;
Acts like child who might remain in manger.

Jim Horn
© James Horn  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Limerick

Duet

High strung  tight heart strings
A shy chord of melody
Fretfully slowly thrummed




To express the feelings and fears of new young lovers
in the context of musicly blended notes
within the haiku rules of conduct
Form: Haiku

Premium Member Special Conduct


Sculpting his idol with magiC,
Prayers she offers saying, “HellO”!	
Exclusively with leaves so greeN,
Carefully, for him a garlanD,	 
Imagining him as her beaU,	
Always makes singing a lyriC!
Love is mad, in facT!!
Form: Acrostic

Premium Member One Offers a Jabberwock a Seat

No course in courtesy is complete,
unless it has a proper syllabus
replete
with correct conduct on a bus:

Though that slob's not one of us,
just a bumbling laughingstock,
and a burbling  jabberwock,
one must offer him a seat.
Form: Rhyme

Beauty

Beauty isn't, 
The figure you have;
Nor isn't, 
The dimples in your face;
But beauty is the words, 
Come out of mouth;
Beauty is the conduct,
You display;
Beauty is the smile, that,
Displays happiness inside;

© sadashivan nair

Premium Member All the World's a Stage


Chords
struck
with skilled
perfection
capture the soul   and
as omniscient maestri   gifted
conduct 'neath an azure backdrop , indigo waters
ripple music's shore. Hearts beat as one... Symphonies shroud the world in perpetual peace.
© Sneha Rv  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Fibonacci

Much NEEDLEd


A
bed
session
where needles
conduct sleepy sounds
for a blanket tickled hedgehog’s
back spikes brushed off by tissue, tucked into tum by towel
drying up, with sleepy sounds, worries about boot spikes puncturing Hedgehog like they puncture hard ground.
Form: Fibonacci

Premium Member Ignite the Fireflies

Oh, prepare ye prancing pixies
Ignite the fireflies
reveal to us in moonlight
What in the soil abides
Awake the buds
Call forth their blooms
Conduct the feathered choir
As in the hum of nature’s womb
May’s dreams of life conspire

John G. Lawless
©5/1/2023
may
Form: Rhyme

Folly

i found Venus
de Milo's
arms
laying next
to van
Gogh's
earlobe

her fingers were
signing something
in Italian while
he frenchly
drank another
bottle of la
fee verte

she harmlessly
was miles
away
listening to deaf
Beethoven
conduct his 9th
symphony
Form:

Within The Walls of Blasphemy

I abhor what I believe in
Yet, I adore it at the same time
What does this mean?

The lack of good conduct?
A mind of selfish ambition?
Maybe a crisis in identity?

My hubris intentions are in conflict 
In conflict with a powerful being
I'm powerless but not forgotten

Choices

The aliens have
 landed
in your back yard
They want to
take you with them
to another
dimension
they say
they love
your brain
and want to
conduct
experiments
You have 
5 minutes
to pack
What would 
you
take with you
Or would you
Mace them
in the face
and call 911

Premium Member Racy Twosome

There once was a couple so gay
Who liked to get down and to play
Their giggles so naughty
At thoughts that were smutty
Loved flaunting all conduct risqué



AP: 3rd place 2025

Submitted on December 27, 2018 for contest BAWDY LIMERICK sponsored by TANIA KITCHIN  -  RANKED 3RD
Form: Limerick

Premium Member Battle of the Ages

An age old battle
Vampire code of  conduct			

Waging war on the wolves
Against the lycanthropes

How strange it is to see
A sense of diplomacy

A young raven haired boy
Turn into a man

Joining them 
Into an indestructible clan

Together in harmony
There is now no formidable enemy

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