Short Exhausts Poems

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Premium Member Nature of Life

hunt or be hunted instincts sharp senses heightened no walk in the park more than Descarte's man top dog illusion exhausts no walk in the park.
Form: Haiku


Baby On a Plane

A baby that screams on a plane,
Whether tired, unfed or in pain,
     Must be calmed at all costs
     For when patience exhausts
All the passengers will go insane.
Form: Limerick

Censored To Oblivion

The half cost of silence
is still overpriced
Each question unspoken
a chasm for vice

When blind to the moment
all vision exhausts
Each voice that is muted 
— its own holocaust 

(Dreamsleep: August, 2024)
Form: Rhyme

Life In Normal Morning Movements

In here, I lion of
toothless  in cane,
  just eye and
not much anymore...
I peek at life...
Outside, life
 Just races,
knocks,
exhausts
  kills itself...
the street is urban
jungle
and life a real beast... !

Tenth

Takes a count, one to nine, to reach there
Exhausts the mind when reaching near
Number counting practise and perfection in the younger peer
The scholar builds confidence in numbers with no fear
Honors then come forth from her dear
Form: Acrostic


Olden Cars

Cars in the seventies,
Had character, you see,
Lime green Fords with stripes GT,
Waxed on weekends, thoroughly,
Double Cam exhausts with Mag wheels,
Now bland cars are the deal,
White, black, silver or grey,
Purple or orange cars just drove away!

The Cost

The more we are given
  the more that gets taken away

As Stephen Hawking looks out
  from his empowering inferno

His vision to create and inspire
  anew…

Exhausts the very flame
   —he lives to ignite

(Villanova Pennsylvania: August, 2015)

Return To Sender

A lifetime crossed
A time remembered
At childhoods cost
A soul dismembered
And flesh embossed
As if surrendered
Away he’s tossed
As trash he’s rendered
Abased, his family lost
After, for cash he’s tendered
An autos fuel exhausts
Airfare paid, return to sender
Form:

The Constant State

Goodbye. It hurts.
I'll see you. Better.
I won't leave you. Yes.

This constant state of goodbye exhausts my entire being.

It leaves me alone,
desperate to get back to you,
desperate to stop the ache.

When I get back I'll stay in your arms forever

I swear. 
But for now,
Goodbye

Premium Member Indifference

When love grows cold
Puzzled and confused we grieve
Like a malignancy spreads
Deadly deception
Manifests astounds derails
Emotions self-pride riot
Rushing into defense mode

Like chemo exhausts
Worn drained the storm clouds gather
Advice abundant
Blind dates rejected
Remission slowly ensues
Indifference born
Form: Choka

Premium Member Tokyo Blues

Welcome to Japan where an Uber costs
two hundred dollars and a can of Spam.
Tokyo — all my pockets it exhausts.
My plane’s just arrived and I’m in a jam.

I turn the spindle and it cuts me — ouch!
I miss the lights and the tree and my wife.
A limo would have taken half my pouch.
I miss her long arms and I miss my life.

12/5/2018
Form: Rhyme

Slimming Diet--Footles

TAKING OFF THE FAT

--At 185 Pounds--
Weight loss
Exhausts


--Nutritionist's Guide--
Fastfood
No good


--Doctor's Advice--
Workout
No doubt


--Monk's Prescription--
Yoga 
Goodah


--Support Group's Slogan--
Let's quit
Do it


--My Choice--
Did try
Goodbye



Contest: March Of The Footle 
Dated  Mar 7 2016
Form: Footle

A Religious Affair

Turrets are turning,
behind the tanks
exhausts are farting death clouds,
barrels, like angry dicks,
are hot, erect and spurting,
buildings erupt, climaxing
on TV screens.

On both sides of these yonder hill
where the redline bleeds,
blank-eyed children,
play their video games,
while trying to overhear
a merciful God at His prayers.

An Ever Rolling Dice

From the childhood days playing monopoly games.... life is a betting on the board of life a dice is ever rolling.... no fuel shortage fuel is the lust only exhausts with the death.... the game of dice ends © kashinath karmakar (27th May,2011) ============================= By:kashinath karmakar Contest:Monopoly The Game Of Life
© Kash Poet  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Senryu

Help Me Find Peace

You inspire me like no other has You leave me craving you You do this to me... you knew of these feelings I have for you Ones I fight everyday I'm in a continuous tug of war with myself I need.... I want... to I don't... I can't... This never ending battle exhausts me while leaving me unable to sleep Tell me what should I do so I can finally find a peace

Our Earth Is Vulnerable

Haiku Three Verse Poem©

When you hear of
Global warming and climate changes,
Along with exhausts from factories,
All kinds of vehicles, including
Cars, trucks, air planes and throwing
Non-decomposable plastics and coffee cups
In garbage that gets dumped
Into our oceans …don’t look the  
Other way …take note that 
The title above is 
 "NO JOKE" 
And do something about it!
W.C.Hull © 2020
© W.C. Hull  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member Fire

Fire
 
   Fire burns, blazes, exhausts fuel,
   turning cruel, when furious-outrageous.
   Hydrogen burning in fire ball Sun.
   Molecules break into those of Helium
   in Nuclear Fusion.
   Primitive fire in Cosmic explosion.
   Friction of dry leaves, twigs in blowing breeze
   ignites forest fire.
   Fire of mind chases fear, strengthens soul.
   Fire the Purifier.

 04/24/18

  'April 2019 PREMIERE 9 ' Contest by Brian Strand
Form: Verse

Premium Member Sans Thought Who Are We

It's useful to have a short attention span, since it allows us to pause thought flow in the gap where exhausts its suggestion, wherein lingering in the afterglow, in the void of emptiness, heart's mellow. To dwell in this gap is an art that's learnt, after we have been time and again burnt by raging fires we had created and although we wish our past stupor weren't, all’s well now; we're no longer sedated. 15-January-2023
Form: Dizain

A gentle reminder

Nothing can destroy you—
Unless you give it permission to.

The love you deserve will fight,
Will always be  your side,
No matter how difficulties reside.

In your dark, when you're low or high,
Doubts will sink into your skin—
they'll love you, for no reason—
You won’t need to win.

Even when your luminosity exhausts in wide,
They'll reflect warmth and make you shine.

The love you deserve will love you,
Even when you believe you don’t deserve it.

Everything's Gonna Be Fine

When the sun sets and gives it's first shine, 
When the flower gets dry and receive first dew of rain,
When the baby gets its first fall and tries to walk again,
The one thing comes in mind  is
Somehow... Everything gonna be fine. 

When the soldier wears But still fight with bearing pain, 
When the ranger exhausts, and still climbs the terrain, 
When the friends get apart and continue with their path, 
The one thing comes in mind, Somehow ...Everything gonna be fine.

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