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Epigram #78:
CORROSION
Question your vain motives,
Watch slyness corrosive.
~~~~~~~~~
Leon Enriquez
17 April 2015
Singapore
The force of desire
stalks the very boundary
of my confidence.
In simple wanting
do I trespass on taboo?
How will I then learn?
Even in fantasy
my corrosive self-distrust
twists erotic vision.
any time
of the day
our favorite
color is yellow
amerillo
so standing
with it with in
hand not stop
ping a regular
leak
my pipes are old
perhaps corrosive
but they function
when i want
to
piss
out poe
try
Form:
Your way you found again, corrosive thought,
The one, for you are in the world renowned,
Ideas of doubt to slip into the edifice of trust
So, very rapidly, to bring it to the ground!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
18 SEPTEMBER 2014
All of those salty corrosive tears,
falling, over so many wasted years.
Causing so much heart ache, and pain,
love, and dreams, gone like the rain.
Oh! If only into the future we could see,
then those salty corrosive tears,
never would, a memory be.
Tango.
R emember how all things were once shiny and new,
U nderneath them all a corrosive subterfuge grew.
S ilently oxidating from the outside or in,
T reasures’ life should exclude are always made of skin!
For the RUST contest because “RUST NEVER SLEEPS!”
In the whole wide world (and even wider),
I wish you were the happiest spider,
and so, I wish you, sadly, with a sigh,
a helpless fly...so you won't cry.
You can cover him up with slime,
a corrosive, digestive enzyme,
that he may very slowly die,
and I don't have to hear you cry.
the night sits
depleted,
forlorn of a light
deleted
from sight. touch
this darkness,
this lack of conscience
[slithering through
broken hands]
for how much our breath
demands,
corrosive words lash
out, rush forward
asserting their
shout.
ascertain
this picture
in which you pertain.
It is better to be a pauper in paradise
Than a hero in chaos,
For a pauper in paradise can still
Partake in plentiful simple pleasures,
Yet a hero in chaos is neither free
From untimely death nor above the
Corrosive attrition that fear begets.
All rights released into Public Domain
Your fabrications are all that ring true;
You do what you do holding a motive;
That bawdy neon sign reads ‘Ballyhoo’.
Why am I attracted to corrosive?
Patchwork display of broken art you drew,
complete picture is the gift that I give;
I can’t do artificially flavored
unable to stomach empty handed.
Quiet my jangling head
[marbles set loose in a drain pipe]
Silence churning doubts
[acid bath of corrosive thought]
Calm my rasping breath
[jagged edges of restricted output]
Cease excessive activity
[upanddown the spiral staircase]
Steady my stricken hands
[pounding pegs into nonexistent holes]
Undo me.
Productive, constructive, forever chasing down time?
Corruptive, destructive, forever wasting your time?
Seductive, demonstrative, forever crossing the line?
Apprehensive, collaborative, always walking behind?
Emotive, corrosive, always using someone else’s life?
Offensive, abusive, do you ever look yourself in the eyes?
One times a cuckoo nest equals a wooden frame. When one cartwheeling dust moth seeks to alight the flame. Several severed heads are dangling in the wind. Whilst the wheels of an anarchy spread corrosive and cohesive powers to right wrongs and to place several limbs in a tree is to insert multitude magnets. So canter then. Trot then. And mingled manger manicuring. Xxxxx Marlborough z
Form:
For thirty years, I made clouds in the sky.
Between abstract ideals, youth’s naiveté
became its own demand to keep a lie.
Whichever weakness colored those clouds gray,
romantic levees were all washed away,
but no corrosive puddle could defame
the kiss of rainbows lightning each last day.
For every summer’s storm has left the same
eroded scars, a memory’s braille of her name.
Dandelion seed meek touches my hand.
Excitement builds with every fulfilled dream.
They spark me because a fresh life will land
Dandelion seed meek touches my hand.
Corrosive to the soil hardness and sand.
I'm glad and willing to live in a team.
Dandelion seed meek touches my hand.
Excitement builds with every fulfilled dream.
Written: March 14, 2023
chemical crane,
lithium albatross.
iodized magnetic zion
in my head.
i'll run for days,
inside a solar haze.
corrosive reduction
under the sun.
the old search for
the purified lithium.
metallic filter to drain
the silt.
empty the heart of all
its guilt.
so salt the cracker and
absolve the sin.
an alkaline base full
of wrinkled skin.
Millennial Madness
Millennial meltdowns dripping liquid assassins
Hollywood havens dressed in fictitious fashions
Political parasites promiscuous pretenders
Inaugural inquisitions collateral contenders
Suicidal secretions, soups of the day
Tantalizing tyrants, leading the way
Corrosive climates heating the score
Idiocentric inconsistencies waging the war.
Jan.19.2017...^WW^
The angst I'm trying to supress
Same as what you freely express
Bile's what I see when you undress
My ***** mode on button, don't press
Your so-called charm, so corrosive
Your so-called wit, not impressive
Daily default mode, offensive
Now I know why you're defensive
You don't know when and how to quit
With your ill ways and your ill wit
Stop saying love is what lies spit
Lie after lie, you don't admit
Nature's curse, putting the whole to sober
but when over-stretched, can sting like rubber
comfort and strength all in a bad set
the body's freedom, limited by an inner corset
a corrosive inside in need of the next butter
physiological redemption coming through water
instinctive drive to swallow the sea
any coloured liquid, tantalizing as tea
an inevitable cycle to constantly stay fresh
preserving the functionality of a dying flesh
Centuries wade
Waves cascade
Rippling remorse
Runs it course
Weathering force
Distant source
Beneath the surface
Undercurrent
Cleansing extinct
Purities obsolete
Blood allege
Evolved allergy
Seventy percent
Of existence
Lies in waste
Rust filled taste
Chemical imbalance
Toxic rain
Can’t complain
Better to remain
Corrosive cold
Wetted earth
Dying of thirst
Poison dew stain
Evidence on the pane
We’ve not long to stay
Form:
i stink of sin
so loud everyone
knows------
as the awe grows
i shrink
baby steps toward
the brink
of here & now-
today is yesterday
& my papercut still
bleeds through pages
--- i saw inside,
cages in masses tied
sidebyside, rattling,
ringing through ears--
fears are wasted
tears, corrosive &
destructive- mirrors
reflecting pasts off
one another-
mother, may i hide
between trees? stand
stock still, undercover,
so nobody sees?
Lies oozes out of you
Can't even hide it with make up
Even the lie detector goes wild
Might want to go for a check up
Because my doctor gave me anti lie pills
To shield me from your "I can explain" explosive
Looks like I'm the one with the corrosive motive
To drill the truth out until you feel ill
Don't worry about the medical bills Mr Gates
Because you failed to attend them just like those dinner dates
That showed me your fifty shades.
Black and blue
censored aching
corrosive love for fools
containing desolation
fighting off this dignified disease
torn and consecrated
Fathoms sent to appease
Deservinfg Seven
Alone and cold
sour destitute
keen perceptions
Trivial Persuit
Idle deceit
Consecrated
anew condition celebrated
Finding the remains
of an uncertain disaster
putting away the pieces
such liberating laughter
Bitter meth
looking for another salvation
finding myself closer
to death
Listen to poem:
Though, a time ago, I thought you were a mystic
Turns out that your only real magic is your solipsistic
You think your a gift that's so explosive
But your deep as an acid shower; just corrosive
Once upon a someday, I might feel like I did before
I hope what rained that day is not lost; I miss the petrichor
That's it; I'm done being so hopelessly pessimistic
Re-manufactured are my thoughts by therapies implosive
Remove the plastic; I'm brand new as I walked out the door
leaving home
tell tales of courage
hope and faith my
mind will not hold these
sliding thoughts tonight.
tonight I am afraid
it has been growing
in my gut all day
tying myriad knots
like a crazed boy scout.
I am afraid with no surcease
it is paralyzing me
binding me into the woman
I do not know.
write, write,
scribble her out
it is my only way of
battle, expose the witch.
fear is corrosive
and scuttles through
my night an alien
awaiting me tomorrow.