Short Dead Wrong Poems

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


Memorial (Veteran's) Day

Ignoring the cruel cries of the ignorant throng
It's their calling, their duty (It's where they belong)
Don't DARE pass your judgement if they're right of dead wrong
(A scarred old 'Vet' sings a proud soldiers' song)
Form: Rhyme


Soldier

i'm a soldier in my own heart and mind
no matter how much these fools think 
they have taken from me
they are dead wrong
what they have taken from me
isn't enough to bring me down
im' a soldier,not afraid of them
but rather
of what they would do to me
but i wonder now
what do they hate
is it what i do
or the soldier that i am

Haiku Riddle

Haiku riddle

 tons of garbage
left by those who want peace
the right to be ty

people like to march
to the tune of pied piper 
social conscience 

when everyone concurs 
they are usually dead wrong 
bombs are exploding 

consensus are fakes
foisted on naive people 
thinking in unison 



beware of peace traders
they want you to agree with them
dark hearts of hate
Form: Haiku

Reaper

Run fast
You have to get away
The violence is overflowing
In this place, you can't stay

If you think you can hide forever
Darling, you're dead wrong
Avoiding your death
Only works for so long

Take a few more hits
Tough it out again
But dear, you've got to realize
This is a battle you won't win

Because on you
He's dead set
Running again? 
The reaper will have you yet
Form:

Vision of the Great Dawn

Those scoffers 
    who do not 
believe 
         utopia is
possible 
      are dead wrong 
One day we will see shining lights 
and golden sparkling cities 
   Clear, beautiful air 
     and sweet songs in the air 
    which will cut deep 
     into the heart 
          Perhaps, just perhaps 
you can feel this in your heart 
     if you let go of your darkest fears 
and turn your eyes onto the future


Marriage

So many ages 
So many cages 
Lived to tell 
A story of kiss and kill 
It was a look and a kiss on tempting lips 
Followed by a hug of ample hips 
Time stopped frozen 
For him to be chosen 
Not knowing the next 
Just feeling the best 
Didn't take long 
To know he was dead wrong 
Fell in a crappy trap
A sneaky snare set up by a lethal tramp
Too late to scream or cry out
He is done, not doubt
They call it Marriage 
When it is life Miscarriage .
Form: Rhyme

Keep Criticizing Me

Keep telling me I was wrong,
Because you thought you were right.
You believed you were smarter than me,
You thought you were better,
You are dead wrong!
Always trying to make me perfect!
You want me to be your soldier,
And follow your rules!
I won’t follow anymore! 
You are not worth it!
You are disgusting!
Hopeless!
And you will always be alone…
Because you never cared!
You never wanted me to be anything!
Just your little toy!
Forget your rules!
Forget you…

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