Short Deprives Poems

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Premium Member Unfaithfulness

Heart's unfaithfulness the soul deprives of its moral treasures!






(C) Demetrios Trifaitis
        27 April 2016
Form: Monoku


Premium Member Windflowers

unsated
she deprives
wild flowers
of their freedom...
the wind picks on her greed

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Form: Tanka

Premium Member the brain makes the call

Boredom deprives minds of power
Brains without purpose may sour
So shower a head
With endorphins instead
Via game apps played every hour
Form: Limerick

Premium Member Difficult Tasks

Avoiding difficult tasks to undertake deprives one of great things to achieve! 











© Demetrios Trifiatis
     28 January 2020
Form: Monoku

Premium Member Heaven's Treasures

Spending one's life seeking material wealth deprives the soul from heaven's treasures!








© Demetrios Trifiatis
        23 July 2017
Form: Monoku


Premium Member The Errors of Others

Trying to correct the errors of others

Deprives one

Of valuable time, his own to correct!







© Demetrios Trifiatis
   18 September 2021
Form: Verse

Premium Member Mortal Sin

grievous offense against law of Eternal God
Sin called mortal  deprives us of spiritual life
Sanctifying grace brings everlasting death 
Damnation of the soul
Form: Quatrain

Danger Passion

Excites me strongly a strange housewife
Passion for her deprives of peace my life
She is inaccessible because of my poverty
If I live further - I'll get a precious property
© Hai Hon  Create an image from this poem.

A Million Things

A Million Things
By Nate Spears

A million things on our mind
Then senseless arrives
Worthless deprives
Drama provides; but still we find a way
To remain focused and accomplish.
Form: Rhyme

This Fallen World's

Unnerves, whose feeling current
With all voices mute.
More troublingly shook
And so deeper torn

Deprives, which surrounding fear
What does constitute
As God's offspring, Heaven's peace
Soul. Since birth forlorn.
Form: Rhyme

Plural

the human races
color
seperates us
infuriates us
words
divide us
suicide us
violence
drives us
deprives us
if
peace
provides us
guides us
actions
enlight us
unite us
color
eludes us
includes us
the human race
Form:

A Million Things

A Million Things
By Nate Spears
Published 2013 in “Death OF A Rose” By Nate Spears


A million things on our mind
Then senseless arrives
Worthless deprives 
Drama provides; but still we find a way 
to remain focused and accomplish.
Form: Lyric

Premium Member Fearless Before Death

A

fearless of death heart

is

the best defense against

the

Lord of the underworld

for

it deprives him of

his
 
most lethal weapon:

Terror!*







© Demetrios Trifiatis
      26 March 2020

* WE SHALL BE VICTORIOUS!

My Comfort

Caught off from the terror of the day
The silence not a dismay
The creditor's knock
Away from my new abode a mock
The meditation here
Accumulates the minimal there
This silent hollow
Deprives my salient sorrow
This home to me gladness
My left over a sadness
Form: Rhyme

Outlaw Racism

Racism kills
Outlaw racism
Racism deprives
Outlaw racism
Racism deceives
Outlaw racism
Racism steals
Outlaw racism
Racism manipulates
Outlaw racism
Racism distorts
Outlaw racism

Racism ultimately denies someone else's rights and entire existence
Outlaw racism

Absolution

she deprives herself
of her daily bread
she turns off
the phones

these things she tries to do
every Wednesday
and ....shall we say.......
she tries to forget the
kisses.....

and she tries to 
forget  how she 
once thought
Wednesday 
could help her
steal for-ever.



by janetta

The Series of our Lives?


Hubristic jives…hollistic skives….the series of our lives?

BazBull dives & deprives and Stokesy only just survives

Worst ever Ashes was a kids bid just playing with knives

Connives but no revives must be banished to the archives 

Sate our thirst or egos burst just boozy hives & golf drives
Form: Monorhyme

Face of Grace

Lead me to your direction,
that i may see true liberation, out of correction. 
Help me to be bold, when it seems life’s so cold.
in my worldly deprives, fill up with pride. 
Deliver me from my desires,
so that i may stand before thee higher. 
As i run this race, help me through each phase. 
that i may in your face, see all there is of grace.

Premium Member Coarse

Once in disguise of sanity The love of work belonged to me Now with age I clearly see An endless structured bondage Shiny bright fresh minted From the college briefly stinted Onward working place demented Soon deprives the soul of peace Blinders set to stay the course Daily risk the cart affronts the horse Grieved for life by decades mesmerized Tears retire the fiction folly
Form: Rhyme

Travelling At Night

I wish to see the summer green
Of rice and corn fields ripening, 
While carabaos on grassed-patch graze
Beneath the sky’s blue shade.

But Night deprives of my desire
With crypt-dark, moonless skies; 
She hides the plains in velvet drapes, 
Not a blink of light in sight.

Nothingness slips swiftly past me, 
That maddening sea of black, 
While I gaze out the window blindly; 
Of sceneries, this travel lacks.
© Robert Uy  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

Anger

The deadliest hang man
Pierces like a knife
Into the deepest chord of ones soul
It burns one up like a molten magma
In preparation for eruption
Oh I fear the consequences
of falling into into your entrapment
That deprives man the sanity
Of making sane decisions
Its controlling power is blinding
It makes its victim snap without
Recollection of ones action
What an existentialist concept
That ruins a man without recollection

At the Harding Program

Dedication to Jazmine

I'm loosing hope
my heart is giving in
my mind is dying off
and its only been 2 days
since seeing you.
im going crazy
my heart hurts
without you
my soul
is in the fiery depths of hell.
it burns in 3rd degree
as I yearn to see you again
it destroys me when we can not contact
it kills me not hearing
your angelic voice
it deprives me
not feeling your love
not having your protection
I feel alone
so alone

Patience

Patience

They say patience is a virtue. 
Agreed,
But too much patience also 
turns to misfortune.
Misfortune that deprives, 
misfortune that hurts. 
This ' patience' some have and 
some lack.
Both are hurt by it, no leniency 
for either.
How shrewd it is. 

How i hope to find a safe zone 
within this cunning one we call 
Patience. 

Too much patience also turns 
to misfortune.

Misfortune that deprives, 
misfortune that hurts.

Sweet Lies

His words, sugar coated lies. 
Like honey comb to flies. 
Many are drawn to it. 
His sting am familiar with. 
No longer can I be enticed. 
Knew love's beauty, his actions were ugly.
 
The dance of honey and flies, 
Sweet trap for the innocent, 
those unaware of his character. 
Only deception follows. 
He entangles the needy. 
The wounded in search of truth. 
The weary, he deprives of rest. 
Mostly those who trusts him. 
He is Satanic.
Form: Rhyme

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