Short Disturbs Poems
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The body fears as the bag empties
biological torture begins
as a plea for a re-fill disturbs.
The species that disturbs the natural order is not going to enjoy a peaceful sleep!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
07 April 2017
Any transgression we may commit soul's harmony disturbs and haunts us throughout life!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
27 February 2017
Not the tell tale heart under the floorus
nor Edgar Allan Poe's thesaurus
can convey the nightmare that disturbs my sleep
when my smoke alarm goes "beep".
her body lines,
the smooth curves,
turments my words,
hunts my dreams,
disturbs my blood,
and puts my body on fire,
makes me the slave
of my own desire.
Silver kisses on
Squirrel disturbs by hunting
silent leaves pass night
Someone's play music
takes groughs leaves hushis near by
disturbs sweet sleeping
Trying and Relying
To help out selves we were trying,
When on God should been relying;
While He waited,
Trouble created;
Devil disturbs so must be denying.
Jim Horn
I love to write a word in your praise.
My weakness is, I like your image,
Blue eyes as wide as an open sky,
As deep as ocean never speaks lie,
Tide roars when moon disturbs craze.
Love is a wild being
When we try to hold it
Together it destroys us
When we try to shut it down
It enslaves us to suffer
When we try to understand it
It disturbs us terribly.
Harvest time scarecrows
Seems to attract the crow’s nest
Not one crow’s afraid
Scarecrows scares only themselves
Nothing disturbs the crow’s perch
Russell Sivey
Possibly the most difficult battle I've ever fought.
Timeless struggles of my mind.
Scenes of human depravity lurk behind my closed eyes.
Disturbs my daily routines and demands attention.
Butterfly feet touch 'pon water
Lightly it disturbs then ripples
Definitely it did not totter
Slowly the rings become triples
Ripples controlled by the potter
He can't be real, so happy ALL the time
Of course some days only ten outta nine
That's downright silly
Disturbs the tranquility
Must control this extreme enthusiasm of mine
That pigeon disturbs poor robin,
Sometimes gets all the food
But not always it must be said.
I could put up a sign,
STRICTLY NO PIGEONS
But would they read it?
They're only birds after all.
rabid dogs
acting like angels
disturbs me a lot
their pretence awakens storm
within me
wicked wolves
found in sheep's clothing
disturbs me a lot
their deceit awakens storm
within me
Pat and Vanna for thirty-six years nightly
It's Wheel Of Fortune, it disturbs my psyche
Time for a change
They've become a pain
Spin the wheel one more time, send them to Hawaii
clear deep reflections
show only in still water
wind disturbs their thoughts
(February 5, 2011 Wausau, Wisconsin)
(c) Copyright 2011 by Christine A Kysely, All Rights Reserved
The future disturbs me with pain
Everyone talks about it to me
I’ll chase the past with bullets of denial
The ghosts are often at my doorsteps
Store the present in your belly I shall
That will be mission accomplished
The first five days after the weekend are the hardest
Got a million so sit ye down, there's lots more to harvest
Can't believe it myself
Disturbs my brain cells
Gonna spend those five days totally undressed
No bird disturbs the evening.
The trees stand
Like unfinished thoughts.
I call my name,
And only silence answers.
Somewhere
Between memory and mist,
I misplaced myself.
And now
Even my shadow
Walks alone.
Girls grow up early -
boys are on time.
One grows like cedar -
the other like pine.
Both are completed -
each other to mate.
Minority’s tyranny -
disturbs natural fate.
worry,
the darkest
dark
of solitude
a
silent
veto:
inanimate,
clouds my
field
of view,
brings
spasms
of emotion,
disturbs..
sunlight's rays
with
shadows
An amber August afternoon
Dazzling leaves of brilliant colors;
orange, red, and yellow
beneath a placid blue sky
Hurried squirrels scamper
though clean green grass.
Yet, a day so dark;
a haunting disturbs
this empty heart.
Today I knelt
before your grave.
Isn’t it pedestrian, to get ill
And find a remedy in walking
Walk treats much better than a pill
No one disturbs your silent talking
As in the twilight room gets blurred
Just for a moment it comes clear:
You do remember those old words
But then again, they disappear.