Short Detox Poems
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Number 1:
PARADOX
Heed then the paradox
Riot running out-of-the-box
Pain in the bitter detox
Contagious as small pox
Leon Enriquez
14 December 2014
Singapore
I have found a new love,
colon detox, yes, colon detox.
If you want to feel better,
this is something you need.
All natural, I love it...
I do one pill a day,
results before bedtime.
Just had to share my joy.
in the moments when
I allow silence
to permeate the
endless storm of doubt
that thunders through me
I realize
that it hurts more
to let silence
in when it has
been so long
absent, and
how very
much I
have to
heal
At first emptiness
Seems a step backwards
Yet when we detox
Impurities gone
Our stance innocence
Magnetic heat
Fills up our form
We feel a bliss
Elixirous
Past undone
We become
With love one
We are
Then at
Peace
07-October-2020
J=Juniper berry oil for hair,
U=Urinary health wellness care.
N=Natural detoxifier if I dare,
I=Improving circulation with a prayer.
P=Promoting healthy aging is what I need,
E=Evergreen small shrub I will plant and feed.
R=Reducing skin irritation so I do not bleed.
My life is a like a broken box
I feel like i am in the middle of detox
I have nothing left to do
And its all because of a certain few
Should i die in this living hell
Does anyone really know to tell
Should i try to live in a world of glee
Can anyone answer this for me
Form:
We can smell the fear in their voice
we can feel the anger on their breath
celebrate the inner
detox their guilt
choose calm
re access...
search for your star
and claim it...
Enjoy the journey...
The positive peaceful mindset
looks on...
...As more and more idiots...
have inattentive moments...
My Brain is Frazzled
Been on the Razzle
.
Since New Year's Eve
Drunk and Disorderly
Body and Mind
Craving a Retreat a Spa
An erstwhile Detox
Clean undies and socks
Deodorant underarm
But most of all
I need someone to love
Who loves me back
Is that to much to ask ??
.
Sweating profusely while staring at six grams of pure pleasure on the coffee table.
My stomach is deprived of relief two days going.
My spoon gives the tea a burned taste that elevates my nausea.
The nights feel longer as the days burn brighter.
Depression is compassion in the time leading to the death of my former self.
Detox;
Inside the tornado
calm is a paradox;
Blissful with vertigo
no need to look at clocks;
That gale;
Flat spins are relaxing,
storm blows I can exhale;
Lifted blindly grinning
my head releases hail;
Display
the rage that lies inside;
They'll have nothing to say,
you have nothing to hide;
What is fear anyway?
Unlike the first Revolution…
this time we have to take America
back from within
Like drug and alcohol addiction
we need detox
and rehabilitation
The traitors and despoilers left
to wither and die
Too many have sacrificed
for the freedoms we take for granted
to abdicate our responsibility
to the lunatic fringe
(Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2022)
1. Keep your freedom with a passion.
2. No offense, just compassion.
3. Thankfully smile
4. Live in the big picture for awhile.
5. In prayer, look above
6. Overflow with love.
7. Trust
8. No dread; its a must.
9. To enjoy; do you know how?
10. Relax now
11. Take a deep breadth
12. Say, "Thankyou Heavenly Father, I choose life, not death! In Jesus name,
Amen."
self disgust
and disappointment
for the slip-up
but I need to know
what cheapens intimacy
devaluing myself
devalues anyone
with whom I
would share something
valuable
it's why
I'm detoxing from
all these dopamine pumps
and anesthestics
(gambling and alcohol)
how could online "intimacy"
not be included in
the mix that
keeps me from
feeling
all must go
until this backlog
can be managed
You come in as submissive
My inner circle you dominate
Blood line circulate never ovulates
One silly move
you in it for weeks
I meditate your lust
My past I garden you to die
Water you to drown
Milk it
my bones will carry me
Breathe, weed, smoke, air was always air
Lifeless solutions you benefit
I live to regret
My faith in you contemplate
Traditional quick but puppets
Bloom or follow dooms leads
So addictive is the pursuit of wealth,
it becomes an incurable disease,
diminishing soul’s light, ruining our health,
birthing desire demons we need to please,
a quicksand from where there seems no release.
Be this as it may, if we choose we can,
rest thought flow and perform a head-heart scan,
then in staid silence, detect source of lust,
rekindling innocence like Peter Pan,
exude love whilst knowing this form’s but dust.
Feeling Rough
Sore throat, runny nose,
Could be a cold I suppose,
Or could it be influenza?
I think I need a detox cleanser
Turmeric, folic acid, gingko leaf
I'm feeling rough beyond belief
High B.P. and heart attack
Been called a hypochondriac
Gout in toe, earache
I never know what to take
Rheumatism in both knees
That Ibuprofen gel seems to ease
All my ailments could fill a page
My greatest one is called old-age
Seriously Superb
03/08/2018
Seriously I need of this ugly whirlybird,
Uncontrolled thoughts, seriously disturbed.
Round they go totally unperturbed,
Too many thoughts, too many words.
Detox, withdrawal, whatever you’ve heard,
Leaves you agitated, anxious, wholly unnerved.
I’ll fly off the handle and show you the Bird,
My thoughts are whack, jumbled and stirred.
Yet this insanity won’t last I’m assured,
And soon one day I’ll be feeling superb.
No man can ever understand,
There's Spring Cleaning across this land,
Miss Mop and Clean waves her hand,
Snoring is his male band,
Not to worry, no time to sup,
Gals want to sparkle up,
One shelf at a time,
Spray and Wipe sublime,
Fresh is the cupboard smell,
Charity bags cast their spell,
All tidy now, so it seems,
Polished the dog, he gleams,
Must detox this brain,
Wasting thoughts quite inane,
Declutter world still revolving,
Spring Cleaning is evolving!
I met a man one sunny day
But I didn’t like him right away
A detox center is where we were
He happened to come in with her
To me she wasn’t pretty at all
Compared to her I was a doll
Then one day she was gone
That was the light of a new dawn
Slowly I started to like this man
I eventually became his biggest fan
This man won my heart
My heart he holds when we’re apart
Sent to me from the man above
For him I’ll always have eternal love
Betty sue kope-crawford
April 17, 2009
Jumping from a plane, falling with the rain
Landed on a train but never felt the same...
I couldn't touch the ground even when I tried...
I went into shock and almost died...
I always felt alone, so I always got stone...
From the cradle to the grave, to the king on his throne...
I'm reaching out for help...
Only one hand I held...
She's special, she's real...
She's every drug I feel...
I'm detoxing for her I guess you can say love...
Cause in reality, she is.. my only drug.