Short Elapse Poems
Short Elapse Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Elapse by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Elapse by length and keyword.
I would be an Iris
dressed in ragged purple clothes
blooming by the side walk
where everybody goes
I would be an Iris
with petals richly hued
basking in the wonder
whenever I am viewed
I would be an Iris
to stop you in your tracks
to hold you in a moment
where time does not elapse.
Lost in the lexicon of subtlegafe
dumbconfonded at the the break of day
Watching the smiles from the well wishers
a mass of contradiction ensures
A vexation for the night
brief excursions to be stet
stretching time higher than the cornflowers
back bent the best he could do
So many nights pass
So many days elapse
Hollow minutes
Endless seconds travel beyond limits
Time's grip
Hush my lonely lip
Words left behind
With soul and mind
Body move in a circle
Mad and hysterical
Reason in doubt
Love is no where about
If and but
Are many and a lot
Life without a start
Fire with no spark
So many nights pass
So many days elapse
Hollow minutes
Endless seconds travel beyond limits
Time's grip
Hush my lonely lip
Words left behind
With soul and mind
Body move in a circle
Mad and hysterical
Reason in doubt
Love is no where about
If and but
Are many and a lot
Life without a start
Fire with no spark
I'm staring, focused on the clock
Tick tock tick tock
I wonder when
I'll wait till then
I know you're there, you never left
Yet, I'm bereft
Misery waits
At lonesome's gates
The seconds, minutes, hours elapse
Until, perhaps,
I hear your voice
And thus rejoice
7/19/2021
12 Lines In Rhyme Poetry Contest
Daylight Savings Time
Sunrise to sunset
Lacking grace undertaking
Elapse too short night
By: Eve Roper
2/18/2015
Good Intentions
Written: by Miracle Man
1/25/2025
Procrastination often swaps a sure thing for perhaps,
our opportunity can disappear during times elapse.
On the back burner is where opportunity takes rest,
placed there by daydreamer’s not doing their best.
Armed with good intentions, to do at some later time,
but find good intentions weren’t worth a thin dime.
To carry on the affection ,
Came by enemy's appreciation.
And deed to afford ,
To measure the ford.
Who take cleansing ablution of volley,
For making them holy.
Now making us delight ,
Who never get them in sight.
Now what? The life get commotion,
Getting always inanimation emotion.
Fantasy, fantasy deviates aisle in a day,
Still unacquainted! Whence elapse in a dark day.
Life Experiences
Written: by Miracle Man
6/10/2017
Life experiences frequently equate to sage,
And our days, once past, can’t be erased.
While some attain wisdom derived from age,
Others see years elapse while being debased.
Though earthly days be enumerated as sand,
Each day allotted was through God’s grace.
He holds microscopic moments in his hand,
And affords us choice of an afterlife place;
In my kitchen, an old-fashioned timer
Keeps track of my coffee pot’s perk.
I wind it and eight minutes later,
The pot has completed its work.
The timer is shaped like a chicken;
It ticks as the minutes elapse,
Then rings to announce its completion,
Technology prior to apps.
Yet this morning, my chicken stopped tickin’;
Its mechanics have chirped its last cluck,
So I kept a close watch on my coffee -
Guess Alexa would never get stuck!
Like a painting.
Almost the same thing,
Except not so flat.
And more than that-
Blooming effortlessly.
As if by destiny.
But its true fate,
Is for its beauty to abate.
That is what happens to an eclipse.
After a moment, time will elapse.
Colors that move on.
Feels like waking up at dawn.
This afternoon,
Is not full of doom.
Just a moment of shade.
Harkening a halo of jade.
Thank you sun, thank you moon.
We hope to see another show soon!
Morning heartaches,
I don't want to awake,
Could sleep all day long,
Only if I had no worries.
Is it soo dramatic,
Or they play harder on me ,
Would someone breath in,
I can't help the aching moments.
Oohs! You will come on summer, we should try to pass through,
Has your promises ever Elapse,
They wouldn't be that cruel.
Am a person of Persia,
Resilient my pleasure,
Fighting outs for giants,
Till I know I should stop.
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Form:
Let destiny create a distance...
Firestorm of roses will set an inferno...
Arrow goading the scented sceneries.
Maniac in love, heartlands of homophiles.
Lovely heart cradled in my lover's arms...
Glass dome saving the last petal...
Canvass the soil for a sepal...
Eclipse eyes yearning forever this memory,
Century of love marking romantique history,
Chancery charming this unsettled elapse...
Bowing on the vow of your untangled fragrance,
Heart on your heart always.