Short Extrinsic Poems

Short Extrinsic Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Extrinsic by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Extrinsic by length and keyword.


Premium Member Faith

faith internal, intrinsic beholding, believing, brightening certainty, conviction, unknown, unfamiliar debilitating, depressing, dismaying external, extrinsic fear
Form: Diamante


Hello And Goodbye

Leavened unleavened
risen and stayed
Lost when recovered
joyful dismay

Intrinsic extrinsic
the whole without parts
Tomorrow this moment
stopping to start

Benign and bedeviled
revealed yet unseen
A valid deception
blessed but obscene

The past and the future
hello and goodbye
Affirming rejection
— all truth to belie

(Dreamsleep: September, 2025)
Form: Rhyme

Refrain

The cycle they speak of
simmering regeneration
folded back upon itself
spinning graceful
behaving oddly like
repetitious Nature blindfolded
Yet transported to the present
in the past
treading mercy
Through the wheel like another
carriage return
mindful of Circadian limits
peering in a moment of
extrinsic reclassification
but all the while
sitting on the edge
of Home
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War and Peace

Some consecrate the carnage
Of war and infantry;
Or the argosy of navy’s
Crusading far at sea.
Battles have their triumph
When the gun is in the glove,
But the pageantry of war
Can't replace that crush called love.

For love holds more than power
It invades the soul within;
While the slaughter of mankind
Is extrinsic in its sin.
So, then my heart must follow
To the one who waits for me,
And the silence that's between us
Gives peace eternally.
Form: Rhyme

Sour Screams

In the inmost part of my extrinsic insoluble mind 
There is a berth that you have to leaf thoroughly through to find
A vicinity that's scarred by years of heartless crime
Like a flask with echoes of sour screams, overflowing with cries
Keeps me roused at eventide with a toothless grin
Wondering if I'll be tolerable for once in my continuance and when
Day spring comes and then my dusty attic generates a spin
Arise and get costumed, as it starts all over again


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