Short Controled Poems

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


Controled Evil

Satan, want-to-be nightmare
Satan, disrespects everything
Satan, constant temptor 
Satan, worst advocate

Satan.. still under God's control!
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God Had Increased

God Had Increased

All of the food to eat, God increased;
Baking bread helped raising of yeast;
To be endured,
He had cured;
Controled husband when a big beast.

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

All Mixed Up

All Mixed up.

All mixed up 


Screaming…without making a sound.
Wanting to pull all my hair out.
Meditation does not ease the pain.
Too much frustration is flying inside my brain.
Insanity is where I want to be.
It’s hard to keep a controled mined under these frightening things.
© Jack Reed  Create an image from this poem.

No More Fear

Once these thoughts got picked up
the cleansing of fear has started
certainty is clearity and exceptance
no more tears of bad possibilities
just one little controled handle
changes the view
the opening is really big
yet managably safe
new land will be conquered
with plant of nutrition
building character with
experience and education
Form:

Evil Money

change.
no change.
all costs.
money.
so evil.
so controling.
evil money.
money to buy all.
all comes with a price.
more money.
more power.
so evil.
to turn even the kindest.
turn the kindest soul evil.
so controling.
world leaders.
controled by money.
evil money.
to kill ones values.
values money cannot buy.
all killed.
by evil money.
Form: Blitz


Cuckooland

Cuckooland
You are miles from your origin
Existing in a pine box
Your only company is 
The quarell between tick and tock

Controled in your place by
Unseen minutes and time
Freedom is sparse 
Yours and mine

Your view never alters
Except for night and day
You dont sleep in that dark time
In the light , time fleets away

Your voice is stiffled
By a blind clock makers hand
And just like us humans
You will never understand
Form: Rhyme

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