Short Cuffed Poems

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


Morning Dew

MORNING DEW

Molten sweetness,
I implore you
to forfeit all else
for I will not stop aching
until you become the thump
to my heart,
together travelling through ages,
forever cuffed.
Form: Verse


Premium Member Jack the Zipper Killerick Poetry

A man was thought to be Jack the Ripper
who cried I'm just a hard-working stripper
The bobbies said Show us the proof
When he flashed his tiny tool
he was cuffed before fixing his zipper
Form: Limerick

Premium Member Nuts and Bolts

The High Constable received quite a jolt

   When the nut he nabbed decided to bolt

      T'was discovered he muffed

         When the scoundrel he cuffed

            Worse yet, he fled on the Constable's colt
Form: Limerick

Premium Member Jail Bird

Jail Bird

Clyde Gooch
Liked hooch

Got smashed
Wife bashed

Clyde bluffed
Cops cuffed

In jail
No bail

Plea made
Fine paid

Judge says
Ten days

Wife smirked
Clyde irked

Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
Form: Footle

The Adventures of Jim the Trim - Holiday Cruise

On Jim the Trim's cruise, in a luxury liner
He was asked to be frisked, what a stinger!
You see, the alarm went off
He was taken and 'cuffed
Wee metal marbles, found in his boxer.











KIM PATRICE NUNEZ
18 April 2015
© Kp Nunez  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Limerick


Apocalypse Day

Issues uproar
Mayans had spoken
Will apocalypse perch?

People climb hills
Avoiding the death
Will their faith save their live?

Believe or not
People questioning
Where the decision be?

Mystery sealed
Science had been cuffed
Will the humans reveal?

Premium Member Cuffed

Down a dark wormhole, 
cut short by nothing; 
We fly fast and fierce,
simply free falling
inside the abyss;

Mandalas form
tumbling circles 
celestial spins 
no gravity; 

Spiraling 
particles 
imprison, 

my mind 
my heart 

cuffed.

Premium Member Flash Mob Walt Marie

Exploding transformers on the street,
flash mob;

Unable to see they move so fast,
frenzied;

Left licking senses buried in sweat,
spun out;

Synchronized for streamlined destruction  
all night;

City streets cuffed and in their control
‘til dawn.
Form: Other

Premium Member Bank Heist

Clyde Shanks
Robs banks

With gal
Named Sal

For tasks
Wear masks

Take loot
And scoot

Foot race
Cops chase

Both caught
All naught

Both ruffed
And cuffed

To jail
No bail

Court date
Learned fate

Judge tough
No guff

To pen
For ten
Form: Footle

Premium Member Yeah

Yeah
I am still here
Stuck
Cuffed
In place
By golden shackles
I wallow
In mud
And eat dust
Suffer
The hollow men
Do it
For a dream
Or is it
All just a dream
Days just meld
Welded together
Time fly’s
Time slows
The mud
The dust
How I hate
The hollow men

Beast

Charred pupils
Full of wrath

Bleeding wounds
Deep facial scars

Enormous hands
Holdings guns

Inhuman look

Badness cuffed
Severity born

Deprived of hope
People left alone

Infernal monsters

To death vowed
Obeisance to Lord

To fulfill their will
To hunt, to kill

When time comes

Technicolor 3

Daylight has cuffed the forsaken canyons
And as I am just rousing from a fair slumber
Saluted I am by a spectrum strangely colored smoke
Could it be possible that evolution advanced so hastily
The mist that is emitted from her orifice
Remind me of happy, platinum things
May her lips bear more phenomenons
Form: Verse

That I Should

that i should or that may would what month have we to dine seasonally love defined greater of freezes frozen reality outspoken chosen over under slumbering meaning self defined blinding knowledge is our guide seeking beyond what was felt like feeling silk she arrested me cuffed from her gallows calling ?
art
Form: Concrete

Premium Member Craving Rimas Dissolutas

Strum on my wrecked nerves 'til I faint
cuffed and connected to your pick;
I'll be the oil on your guitar 
hitting your pulse points with my gasp;

Left with need I'll have no complaint
except when the encore's a trick;
That just takes it a step too far.
like your hand on a broken clasp;

Turning you on with my desire,
becoming the craving you rasp.
Form: Other

Premium Member Hard Times

Hard times are aplenty In the year 2020 Cuffed at the start With a broken heart Another application That won't lead to salvation Perhaps recompense For the times I didn't make sense The job market might be booming But homelessness is looming For a guy like me Who can't seem to see A way out No matter how I shout In the year 2020 Hard times are aplenty

Why Write

When U write about your pain, 
Your losses, you want empathy
Why not my pain
when police again
Kill a Black Man mercilessly?
(Almost 9 minutes, cuffed, feet held by Officer Lane -
while Derek Chauvin - already "blacklisted as bad cop" -
Was given gun, badge, authority to kill again
"And in your name." And U prefer SILENCE?
why?
Not even Congress is silent about George Floyd
mostly PS
© Anil Deo  Create an image from this poem.
Form:

Amy

Amy what have you done
Saving all except thyself
Being cuffed you couldn't do
6 by 8 wasn't for you
Being saved is the curse you went through
In the end it's what you did
Taking yourself to a quiet place
Most would debate
The short life you had lived
Fast and red you finished
Not a lot can be said
Bout what you had left
Most of us couldn't do
What you had done in 5
Turning back the time
Would you had done the same

Premium Member To Serve and Protect

When a black man has a knee pressed against his throat police brutality has no known antidote. He can't breathe; cut no slack. Complaining he was choking, they ignored his plea, and one cop kept on pressing his weight on that knee. Both hands cuffed in the back. People watched in horror as his life got snuffed out; all they could do for George Floyd was stand there and shout. He's died for being black.

Premium Member The Escape Artist

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The Escape Artist
David J Walker

He was 
	Well dressed
In a Goodwill sort of way

	Pinstripes down his
Breast 

	Cuffed at the end of 
Each long leg

	Shoes buffed
Into mirrored shine 

Checking his Canal Street Rolex 
	For the incorrect time
	
This is how his
	Day goes

Blowing Orbicular grey smoke 
forced through his churlish nose 

	Awaiting the arrival of 
The next Greyhound bus

	That necessarily must
take him

Anywhere else
Form: Rhyme

Wasteland of Shame

Bound by blame, broken by blight,
Scarred by a stolen satire,
nuzzling necrophiliacs within the night.

Tangled in torment, tied untamed,
blemished by the blasphemy,
of never speaking your name.

Shackled in sin, shredded sovereignty,
dealing death’s doses,
murdering you and me.

Cuffed with candor, calling our crimes,
to an impetuous enslavement,
tortured through time.

Set me free, to flee this fool’s game,
where we're always left wandering,
in this wasteland of shame.

Perps On Planes

Passengers on planes who balk
At following the rules
Should not be seen as harmless,
Merely acting out like fools.

For disobeying mandates,
Flying trapped up in the air,
Is a risky proposition,
Which to seatmates is unfair.

A threat to flight attendants,
Fellow passengers or crew
Should make flying, for the perpetrators,
Totally taboo.

Arresting those offenders
Who cause on-board stress and strife
Isn’t punishment enough – they should
Be cuffed, then banned for life.
Form: Rhyme

Caught Up

She has that pretty girl rock.
Shawty like the sun.......... hot.
When she smiles it makes your heart stop.
I don't mind if she cuffed me like a cop.
Because she is the prettiest thing that God got.
I could go to block to block.
But a girl like her,there is not.
You fall in love when she starts to talk.
Swag in her walk.
Its like the goddess toke her to class and taught.
Her the beauty of life because that's what she caught.
She is a knockout like a Manny Pacquiao box-Mario Perez
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