Short Drop Of A Hat Poems
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In our litigious society
folks sue at the drop of a hat
Employees and employers
Students and teachers
Wives and husbands
Even parents and children
~ locked in mortal combat
Am l now simply forgotten
Just like that
No longer needed or required
Disposed of , though still intact
So many years and time given
At a drop of a hat
Am l now simply forgotten
Just like that
Sensitive
handle me with care
unless I tell you otherwise
don't pick on me or stare
eyes burn holes into my heart
way beyond repair
I cry at the drop of a hat
then stain my clothes with mascara
and I have nothing to wear
words - they’re cunning
fooling and fooling all over again
time - they change
all that you’ve thought will always be the same
at the drop of a hat
a snap of the fingers
what you think you have are gone
once more you look around
not a shadow of what was
was found
Form:
Mainly a friend that loves and amuses
I often would be lost without you
Never a moan parts your lips
Steadfastly you guard our home
Tenderly you wash and groom the cats
Ready to go for a run at the drop of a hat
A true and loving companion you
Live life with wagging tail and a smile
seemed to
have
wanted a
made to order
custom-made
tailor-made
ideal person
to be at beckon
call
an individual
who was
expected to
always
perfectly
faultlessly
flawlessly
give
emotional
feedback
randomly
at a drop of a hat
like some kind of
a physic mind reader
My fancy isn’t costly
though sometimes it can be.
I fancy this; fancy that,
or at the drop of a hat,
I’ll fancy things TOO fancy.
Since I’ve not got lots of money,
if too costly is my fancy,
I’ll just make do, because it seems
some things I want remain as dreams
while I keep living fancy-free!!
May 14, 2017
"For Fancy-Free Poetry Contest"
J-ust when there's provocation
O-n doing things without delay;
H-ave an immediate action,
N-ow, September twenty-seventh day.
M-ove quickly at daybreak,
A-s soon as possible;
L-et your mind be in focus,
L-osing not a judgment call.
O-perate with speed and accuracy,
R-each in two minutes flat;
C-heck the time running out,
A-t the drop of a hat.
I saw a skeleton in my closet
He came to me at the drop of a hat
I called him Billy
He was so chilly
Got chilled to the bone and ate up my cat
I saw a skeleton in my closet
Limerick
Copyright: Rajat Kanti Chakrabarty
Five feet eight,
eyes brown,
this man is
looking, for
adventure,out
of town.
Blonde,
red hair,
or brunette,
have I described,
you yet.
A sense of humor,
is a must,
You can be adventures too,
ready to drop, every thing.
at the drop of a hat,
have I wet, your appetite yet.
If you ,are interested in me,
then send a photo, and I
will see.
May be we were ,
meant to be
get in touch and ;
meet me.
Someone told me today that I have an absent soul
That my intentions were good but that my heart was cold
They basically told me I would never find love
Or that certain someone who fits like a glove
The problem is that I know what they mean
I have a heart I just don’t let it be seen
I cant give it away with the drop of a hat
For fear it’d brake, and I couldn’t face that
So for now it’ll stay wrapped in cotton wool
And I’ll continue to play the absent soul’d fool
He breezes in like a superstar long money,fancy car. telling you things you want to hear. I'll take you there, we'll go here. makes love to you the way no other can. setting you up for the perfect plan. turns away at the drop of a hat. That's where a player's head is at. you call morning, noon, and night. A man by day, player by night. Afraid of the woman who can make him right. all because of the player's life. A player once, a player twice, a player all the dyas of his life.
Past memories and back flashes,
Sweet reminders that well up the eyes,
On the morning afters,
Of the last nights,
When one wishes hopefully,
Hopes wishfully,
To hold the power of time at ransom,
To relive those moments,
At will, on a whim,
On a dime, at the drop of a hat,
But sadness is inspiring,
Happiness is relative,
Both bring to light,
The true situation at hand,
To love, to hate,
To cry, to laugh,
We all miss and long for,
These memories that represent,
Who we are, our identity.
With a snap of the fingers,
The drop of a hat,
A life can be altered
And that will be that.
Though positive changes
May happen that way,
It’s mostly the bad things
That heavily weigh.
For something that’s sudden
That no one expected
Casts ripples of grief
To each person affected.
Yet life must go on
In an alternate way,
Though survivors remember
The terrible day
That divides all their lives
Into two equal parts –
The before and the after,
When sufferance starts.