Short Elite Poems

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Premium Member Elite Egos

forgotten we were
faultlessly predetermined
tidiness smashing


(Weekly Magnetic Poetry Challenge • July 13–19, 2026)
Form: Senryu


Premium Member the elite view

As Joe’s voice sours and may fade 
A candidate parade and trade
Could upgrade our choice!
We'll sweetly rejoice
If lemons become lemonade
Form: Limerick

Number of Elite Horn Haiku

Number of Elite

Number of elite
All of them that trump may meet
Led to his defeat.

James Serious Mysterious Horn
Retired Veteran and Poet
© James Horn  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Haiku

Premium Member A Giggle Maker Elite

Pride myself as a giggle maker elite Putting smiles on your kissers, I'm at your feet At your service each day To happy up your way Enjoying life's ups and the downs to beat
Form: Limerick

Journalism

Sahafat kar magar asool Kay Saath,,
Baran baran crore Kay bunglay na bana,,
Qatil group Kay khilaf awaaz to utha,,
Haq Sach ko jhoot say na Mila....
Note.syed iqrar ul hassan shame on you....


Premium Member A Giggle Maker Elite

Pride myself as a giggle maker elite Putting smiles on your kissers, I'm at your feet At your service each day To happy up your way Enjoying life's ups and the downs to the beat
Form: Limerick

Where Elegant Elite Do Meet Defeat

Where Elegant Elite Do Meet Defeat

There are always  those elegant elite,
Who are in White House we may met;
In thick and thin,
Always ugly as sin;
Defeat purpose and repeat and repeat.

Jim Horn
© James Horn  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Limerick

The Political Elite

A mouthful
of hate
A bullhorn
of lies
Dissected
infected
With terminal
pride
Conscripting
the fledgling
Embedded
in brine
Indicted 
convicted
True felons
— of time

(Dreamsleep: June, 2025)
Form: Rhyme

Angelic Elite

They stand together, unified,
Only seeing from their mother's eyes.
As they begin to hit their knee's,
They never once hear the plea's.
The Devil's children shouting "Let us in!"
The choir sings once again.
Counting many, being few,
They rejoice together from their pew.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member The Enlightened Elite a Dogma For Today

THE ENLIGHTENED ELITE
know what's for the common good..
..ergo..democracy..we  may safely forgo..
just leave this select..annointed..
to run the EU show

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Form: Quatrain

Premium Member The Blue Club

She had aspirations wanting to belong
Hung out in swanky clubs
With the creme de la creme
That percentile with pure blue blood

Attended all the soirees
She dressed the part
Loved to strut her stuff
Never turning down a challenge

She blew till she was blue
A girl's gotta do what a girl's gotta do



AP: 3rd place 2025

No Soul For Ever Lives Elite

A toy gift from God to poor man,kite,

A fond of small like today in eye sight,

Kites fly kissing the ozone in far height,

To find space in air for the aero flight,

Kites fly kissing the ozone in far height,

Falling down sudden like a heavy weight,

Reminding the tale of human plight-

That "No soul for ever lives elite"!

Premium Member The Enlightened Elite Part Two

THE ENLIGHTENED ELITE
hold all that's PC ..to be true..
we .. Christians ..must be labelled..
fundamental .. dogmatic ...bigots...
if we hold to an alternative view..

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Form: Quatrain

Premium Member The Enlightened Elite Part Four

THE ENLIGHTENED ELITE 
We have all the answers,
we have everything worked out.
(aside to cronies )WINK,WINK
..
there's no need for you to worry...
or even bother to think!

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Their Cryptic Elite Of, Sleepy Hollow

International terrorists in a figurative sense and growing numb to this slaughter...
Bewitched they believe that there is no god aside thee ? Fixations, fashioned figurines 
Chanting off with their heads the middle class row his Cu Clux Plan from her Southern poll ?
Shouting someone get love's gun out of Bobbie Woe's hand; Guildman Saxe, these be foreign sands.
Form:

Premium Member The Enlightened Elite Part Three

THE ENLIGHTENED ELITE
Barack Ob  .an elightened one .you see
gives us his view ..on UK and the EU.
Stay..stay..no matter what the cost..
on him ..the word democracy ..is lost.
..a typical enlightened elite.
has the audacity to interfere
in matters we hold dear..
The hypocrite ..Barack Ob
advocates for us ..a regime
the US would never countenance 
..or decree.
Form: Rhyme

Time Elite

time elite editions defeat crawling under streets railroading ghetto sheets undercover mother heaps coal from miners daughtes diamonds up for societys slaughter ghost poems favoring hollow words each step is life turning as it learns reasoning crushed beyond reason time was time before each season words ran rabid after rabbits turtles snail stuck track in habits ?
art
Form: Blitz

Negative Image

I have lost faith love and respect for the institutions
We should have the grit to face our negative image
I am saddened by what is happening today
Why do agencies support elite class mafia?
I am extremely disappointed by intelligence
What they are doing is condemnable
I have lost faith in Judicial System
Guardians and protectors are foes.
Gulam thay gulam hain
Supari kay gulam hain..
Form: Tazkira

Dialogue

Mum:Who have you taken after??
Your father wasn't selfish like you..
Nahil:I have taken after Uncle Supari..
He is selfish as well...
He doesn't give 22 crore rupees Zakat..
He spent his money on his luxurios life...
Uncle Supari cannot give his money for
the welfare of Pakistan...
Mum:Nahill Nahill Nahil..
Nahil:Shut up you aged & Jahil....
There is no use of crying over spilt milk...
Form: Didactic

The Elite

At the front row gain a flag off,
as compared to them in the back.

So the life underdogged,
starting by the rulers.

Zig zagging through a bulk of them,
maneuvered without wings.

I’m gonna bonk at 15 miles.
So life is bonked, trying suck all of the drops.
Gotta slow down as life rotes.

The pace slaps in head, hallucinate the finish line.
As life dreams of the dead, when the gold is ironed.

Premium Member The Ultra Elite

There are some secret people in fancy clothes Being all lost outside this odd child like scene With their lovely apparel, out of place those As their deep fathoms they never seemed too keen They have developed the elite, a true rush Higher than the wealthy, painted with a brush Trying to make the normal be their servants Highly presumptuous, an awful movement
Russell Sivey
Form: Rispetto

ThE ElItE

 An unprecedented landslide
A blanket or a mer dinky sheet
As they are now seen world wide
How corrupt they are the elite

 In their constituencies they hide
 As always taking a back seat
Wheather it is left or right side 
The public now left to compete

 So many times they have lied
The people they seem to cheat
How their actions are justified
Feels like history on repeat


An old write wrote same time
As jilted generation 2023
Form: Rhyme

Elite Chemistry

A beloved friend enticed my senses

Appeasing whines with tasteful tunes

Awakening amour at heights of suspense

To serenade me as spry I shall swoon



Euphonies swallowed my bones

Delighted be I to ever have found

Divine obscure ways to atone

Ghastly memories quite profound



Triumph has monopolized tribulation

Along hollow skylines nimble she fleets

Colloquies spewing frost shan't stand elite

Taunted be grief by elimination
Form: Sonnet

Shed No Tears

Shed No tears
There we go the same thing all over again
More of the same nothing changes
But the location and date
Death is death
Killing is killing
War profit is war profit
Way it goes from Napoleon to now
The dollar amount increases
Making the fat cats fatter
Their bank accounts rise to God
This will never ever end
Like the Alien films
They rule and own all things
Not even aliens can stop this
War is big business
And death is death
Shed no tears...

Premium Member The New Guilded Age

We are in a new Guilded Age
Sucking the teats of the ultra-rich and powerful
Holding our breath 
To ensure we survive

While the elites get their spaceship
The rest of us get cheap makeup
Biding our time
To hopefully survive

Demigods with cattle prods 
Keep us all in line
Silence the public voice
So megalomaniacs get enshrined

Battle-bruised hands stretch out
Only to be removed in zip-ties
Your questions will be ignored
answers bathed in our frigid lies
© Ben Walker  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

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