Short Decreasing Poems

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


Jumpers

Jumpers

My cotton jumpers spend 
their spare time decreasing the rate of 
chemical reactions they won’t 
divulge.


Premium Member Somnolence

Melatonin
    Telephonin’
        In a good night’s sleep

Time releasing
    Seems decreasing 
        Won’t till morning keep
© Jeff Kyser  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member A Simple Game

Years and years of decreasing vigilance
     increasingly false moral equivalence

   Pointing the finger is all too easy
     accepting blame makes us queasy
Form: Couplet

Premium Member One Word

There is perhaps truly only one word that best describes the increasing decreasing and barbarically hypocritical absence of the truest reality of love in our present world.         DEATH.

Premium Member Confessing Blessings

CONFESSING BLESSINGS

Each day is a blessing;
This I must keep confessing
Caressing the dream
Releasing 
Faith
Decreasing
Hates
Keep confessing
Each day is a blessing;

05/29/18
written by James Edward Lee Sr.©2018


New Millennium's Curse

Compression ingestion
The world to implode
The numbers decreasing
  —resistance explodes

From diamond to carbon
Wheels spin in reverse
The groundhog, the treadmill
  —millennium’s curse

(Brooklyn, New York: March, 2016)
Form: Rhyme

New Millennium's Curse

Compression ingestion
The world to implode
The numbers decreasing
—all resistance explodes

From diamond to carbon
Wheels spin in reverse
The groundhog, the treadmill
—new millennium’s curse

(Brooklyn, New York: March, 2016)
Form: Rhyme

Alone With My Tears

There are times I complain. 

The times I am complaining are ever decreasing. 

So that it appears a miracle has happened. 

There are times I am alone. 

The times I am alone are ever increasing. 

So that I can come out of my room feeling subdued by tears.

Plane

a call
connection for the last time
until when
I wish i had minutes
just enough to hear a few more words
ascension is inevitable
my seconds are decreasing
my sentimental heart is 
slowing
"I love you and I hope to see you soon..."
I love you too...my friend...

Always

you always had a way with words
like Amsterdam
whose running rhymes
of bicycles and harpsichords
and bridges over canals caused
us both to steer each other's hold
to mouths whose distance
was decreasing, 
slowly through museum pieces
though I always hoped to linger
nestled inside yours
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Mishearing Things

I said to my Grandad one day
While packing the shopping away
"I'm gonna leave this 
Pizza, four cheeses,
Out decreasing cooking time" - hooray!

"Did I just hear you right'
He chuckled away with delight,
'A pizza for Jesus?"
[ I don't believe this ]
"Four CHeeses..." I answered polite.
Form: Limerick

Again

Lagi Tubuhnya kaku! Sudah seminggu dirundung rindu Ingin disampaikan padanya rasa rindu dalam syahdu... Ia tak datang (lagi) rupanya Again (16/09/2011) Her deprived sense of touch, decreasing numbly One full week as a longing casualty Just wants to say ‘miss you’ sorely He doesn’t come (again) apparently
Form: Rhyme

Striped Treasure Chest

hunting of tigers,
should be banned,
they also have have the right,
to live in this world,
they can also fight,
their life is not in our hand.
global treasure ,rare and precious,
now tigers wil be more cautious,
if we will will stop killing them,
they will be gracious.
tigers are decreasing day by day,
we should save them ,as i say

America

Abortions are granted
**** in many minds implanted
Gays and their the right to marry
Taxes on the rise is scary

Leaders clueless at what to say
Military useless to obey
Job loss increasing
Number of christians decreasing

Murders, rapings, and others of the sort
But no punishment for these felonies in court

Welcome to my America
© Jessica K  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member The Heyday of Travel

    angry-gray steam billowing
       from its coal-stoked furnace
    its whistle threatening a reckoning

    speed decreasing with each turn of its wheels
       the mighty locomotive pulled into
    the station, her denizens eagerly waving

    to folks as familiar as the sounds of the prairie
       adventures to unpack once back home

Head Space

Paralysed with fear I awoke
surrounded by vampires feasting
Diabolical, my eyes provoke
Normality is decreasing
Now an alien abduction
Whisking me aboard a spacecraft
Blood pulsating introduction
Halloween alcoholic draught
Cautionary trickery dawns
Reality hangover yawns





Date 10/23/20
Halloween Challenge Poetry Contest
Sponsor Emile Pinet
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member God Acceleration of Time

Increasing and decreasing of time and space
He is capable of both
He advances the clouds like a whirlwind
Thunder and lightning with speed of light
Physics the rate of charges
Of velocity per unit of space and time
A divine acceleration of things to come
His Son the fullness of time He is
Piercing the heart of men from sin
Now time begins there is no end.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member April

April, you fetch flowers of spring to rise; 
Lacing in verdant green and fruit to reap. 
Gardens seed bloom, whist bees and butterflies 
Saunter by tippling passion nectar deep. 
Renew daytime length increase leaden skies 
Whist nighttime length decreasing; fitful sleep.



4/22/2020


Poetry Contest: Each Letter Threads The Verse 
Sponsored by: Joseph May
© Eve Roper  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

Not Worth Explaining

I waited for love
Literally staying up
Moments after chasing bucks
I’ll FaceTime you a bunch of times
You gave me butterflies

at first I seen the worm in the apple
So I didn’t appreciate you when I had you
Now I’m decreasing my value
Women see I trashed gold
Now all the kids that thrift
gain opportunities to double bag
a queen in plain clothes

Every 6 months I change phones

My Keyboard Weeps

My keyboard weeps,
It's shedding keys
And every day it sheds some more.

Hopelessly I awake to find them missing,
having to find new words to spell
and feeling my vocabulary vanish from the net.

And so I find my keyboard weeping,
coming to grips with it's demise.
It's functionality decreasing,
I press it's keys one final time.

Thus I can only wonder how long until every key is repossessed.

November:

November what have you done
Each day, each event I will remember
Cold winds, grey clouds,black tunnel.

Sound of pain
Loud screams, flying bodies,
November why did you have to speed.

Storm is brewing
News is breaking
Lives are decreasing.

Fatality all round
The world is changing
Strange events are occurring.

London crying
America celebrating
People fearing.

Times are surely changing

Why Not

Don’t ask me why, ask my why not!
Why me? Well why not you?
Why will get you caught,
With why not there’s less to do.
Why not makes everything new.
Why is a question many have sought.
Why brings so many to I ought to naught.
With why not everything is true.

You waste time with loose energy.
Always ask why not before you ask why.
Tis a synergy!
Develops your I.
Decreasing your why,
By why not I!
© Ann Rich  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

He and She

He lies,
He cheats

He smiles,
ANd he beats

Those things,
Chain us to our feet
And lead us to defeat

She cries,
She weeps

She hides,
And she sleeps

These were the days
She lay there, deep in rays
Her darkness, forever paid

They fight
And they bicker

Flickering like a light
On a decreasing wicker

He lies
He cheats
SHe cries
And she weeps
In those days of darkness
They found defeat.
© Raiah Reed  Create an image from this poem.

A Broken Society:

Tick, tuck the clock is ticking,
Time wasting to much debating,
Cultures dividing people hating,
Nation crumbling Politician’s bawling.
 
Youths rampaging mothers crying,
Cash decreasing poverty rising,
Fathers departing children waiting,
Communities uniting parties deciding.

Quick fix job wanted education needed,
Discipline crucial apprenticeship essential,
Change necessary walls collapsing,
Growth dormant economy crying.

Looting

London, London!
Youths rioting,
Communities dying.

Mother, mother the world is watching
London is burning, 
Revolution rising.

Taxes increasing,
Cash decreasing,
Nation pleading.

Babies bleeding,
Mother’s praying,
Politician's denying.

Mother, mother the population is mad.
Hard times, crazy times, sad times,
Scary night, dreary night, lonely life.

Papa, papa her their cry!
Babies’ bawling,
Prison sizzling,
Cities exploding.
Form: Rhyme

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