Short Dispenses Poems

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


Loving You

Touch my heart feel the creation
Devotion that is true motion
Tender touch
Do not travel beyond notion
Our love dispenses such a potion
Loving you much


Somewhere

Someone in a small town
may know

I will ask those winds
that travel everywhere at once

Behind a counter
far from here

a wrinkled man
dispenses tablets
that cure-all

Virgo

Virginal composure sits judgment on life
Introspective awareness dispenses advice
Righteous and lawful, all wording concise
Grounded and centred declining all vice
Objective perspective but still very nice.
Form: Acrostic

M V Fun

She divorced the sea and marries the sun;
She will soon come to the tryst,
Where she dispenses pleasure
To the tourists and local fun seekers.



User's   : Kayod5.
Contest : Impress me with a small poem.
Motif     : Epic
Sponsor : Giorgio V.
Form: Quatrain

No Frills, More Bills

No frills airlines will get your money
My fair means or by foul
This may mean them charging you
If you need a paper towel
Or if decompression occurs
And the oxygen mask is hanging there
You will have to put a pound coin in
Before it dispenses any air
Form:


Premium Member Desdemona

Desdemona

Desmond desires to dive into devout Desiree’s dreams

She dispenses delicious divinity yet destiny dangles defeat

Deep in deluge he discovers dazzling demons and devils

When diabolical deceit dawns in desolate desperation

Des descries in despair and decides to die from devotion

Cleaning Out

The watchful smile withers away,
His abandoned post welcomes all to stray,

Repressed skeletons wade through plagued by a horrific cringe,
So ink filled by an emotional syringe,

Dispenses color across this stale page,
Extinguishing this manifesting rage,

Reorganizing my closet once more,
Mending the pieces of my shattered core.
© Ty Price  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Couplet

The Morning's Beauty

The Morning's beauty
embraces my existence
its radiant sunlight so intelligent
dispenses its vividness.
 
Unselfish it caresses the Earth
cleansing itself with sprinkles of dew
exhaling shallow breaths like whispers
of mellow breezes.
 
Enhancing its nakedness with blue
spacious skies,continuing a repetitious
command in obedience to gratifying
all mankind.
Form:

Premium Member OPEN VERSE NO 19

LETTERINGS
expressing
 the
  vulnerable
impressions
in
a
  customary
sophisticated
interplay

surfaces
  draped
frozen
 in contrasts
natural
  unaware
as
light
  dispenses
mercy
intimidation
subordinate
to
aesthetics
focussed
then
  parting
with
passions
enslaced
albeit
leaning
    toward
longing
  &parting
&desire
underlining
in
solitary
fragmentd
desolate
  glimpses
met head on
Form: Verse

Premium Member Copla 81 Invocation: This Bad Guy World

COPLA 81 INVOCATION : This Bad Guy World

Bad Guys perforce ressort to prayer
They pray to augment the harm they wreak :
Should Good Guys pray

Who then assesses prayer power
Who dispenses what Bad Guys seek :
How fare the lay

All the evidence is in the genes
Just as the Earth’s in ocean cells :
Bad Guys impose

If Good Guys react by all means
Out of season all by themselves :
World’ll decompose

© T. Wignesan – Paris, 2014
© T Wignesan  Create an image from this poem.

WHIMS IN FLIGHT

Longing to witness the necklace of the horizon's dress,
Dreamer, as friends affectionately address.

Building castles in the mind's eye,
Imagery where fairyland dazzles high.

Woven in reverie, miracles appear,
A red carpet of bubbling desire draws near.

Swaying in the mystic ballet, I lose my senses,
As a flicker of light through the stillness dispenses.

Vision unfolds in kaleidoscopic hues,
As the spirit of the universe pulsates in blues.
© Jeta Buch  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

Save Yourself

Save Yourself



Am I coming to my senses
From feelings far away
To a true home so new
Where influences dispenses
A new morning view
Even if the sun is overcast today
The shadows show the way
That I don’t want to go


The low, or high road
Peak, or valley, where I tread
The spotlight shows my scars as conviction
But my darkest hours never glowed
Until long after the affliction
Far from the foothills where I bled
Hoping that the stains are read
And the shell be shed for someone else
Form: Rhyme

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