Short Deviance Poems
Short Deviance Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Deviance by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Deviance by length and keyword.
Apology
not good enough
Intention
still to blame
The road to hell
left burning red
its deviance
in flames
Excuses
rolling off the tongue
with lie
compounding lie
A higher power
judgment bound
the devil
— in denial
(Bryn Mawr College: July, 2024)
It was less savory.
The tibia breaks and you
enter into unbuttoned dress.
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The deviance was abusive.
I cannot accept the celebration
of skin, unwrapping small Buddhas.
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When the fear recedes, I will
move around the words?
to seek the meaning.
Satish Verma
I oft wonder about thee
the flame that once shone bright
into mine life
Have thou been extinguished
by all the lies
spread by deviance for all to behold
Or have thy flourished
using deceit and manipulation
to fuel forward
Nary a thought
as to the carnage you leave behind
in the hearts of others
Tis I ponder
Andreas Simic©
His cold hand graced the softness of my battered skin. He was a dead man but he walked in front of my eyes. His patterns of repetitive punches flew and sorrow filled screams coming from my heart never stopped him from rotting away. He continued to be dead but I saw him well alive, as I thought the law would never capture his deviance and pull him to the morgue.
When
Will we accept our idealist indirection?
Deviated by selfish deviance;
byproducts of our own deceits.
Hope
Remains in anonyms who grasp moralizing concepts.
Courage must manifest promised tangibility.
Despair
Cripples forces of hope;
Sprinkling dreary forecasts, only to be left in doubt.
Questionable answers are found, such as...
Why do we be what we are?
1-16-2012
Pray, do you know what I do mean
When respectful I do wish you seen
Do you care for humanity
Do you care by showing respect
For all that does be imperfect
Do you have this humility
Pray, do you know what I do mean
When respectful I do wish you seen
Arrogance fills up every nook
Deviance follows it by hook
Do you care for humanity
Do you have this humility
Pray, do you know what I do mean
When respectful I do wish you seen
The fallen snow procured
Itself with the earth all winter
As spring enters its warm winds,
The snow-transformed-from its frozen home
Begins its path of deviance carving the weak soil
Conveying the grieving trusting earth down river
Where the surmounting horror ends;
Only after a twisted ride does the soil find refuge
In the bottom of a lake;
Where momentarily is thought of as unimportant
By its self and others;
But, a change is at hand; a change is at hand.