Short Fabricating Poems
Short Fabricating Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Fabricating by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Fabricating by length and keyword.
Fiery furnace-filled flames,
Fabulously flash-flare;
Fantastic feelings flow,
Forming flamboyancy;
Flirtatious fancies foam,
Fabricating frenzy;
Freedom flutters fondly...
Categories:
fabricating, insect, nature,
Form:
Pleiades
Life is like an ocean wave; it keeps moving
Igniting and fabricating dreams within you
Filling a purpose; empathizing with others
Evolving growth suited for you
4/22/2024
Categories:
fabricating, life,
Form:
Acrostic
Found Trump Forever Fabricating
We found Trump forever fabricating;
More fibs and stories he was relating,
And loser being;
Not worth seeing;
Position of President must be vacating.
Jim Horn
Categories:
fabricating, allegory, analogy,
Form:
Limerick
Trump and Fabricating
For are things we can hardly wait
Trump said someone else did fabricate
Compared to his lies were minute
Looks cute in orange hair and tight suit
Big pest like him don't ever procreate.
Jim Horn
Categories:
fabricating, humorous, , cute,
Form:
Limerick
my
love
aborted
what of this
mind contortion
mental abortion
slide a little closer
tell me of your closuer
sculpt me another poser
pedaling all my words
lettering into herds
fabricating sound
chains unbound
through
the galaxy
shove me
into
my love
?
Categories:
fabricating, art,
Form:
Lyric
'Tis well-documented that George Washington had issues with his choppers.
'Tis also well-known that he was not prone to fabricating whoppers.
So it comes as no surprise and can be truly said of our first President,
That truer words were never spoken thru falser teeth by this honorable gent!
Categories:
fabricating, history, humorous,
Form:
Clerihew
Lost in a labyrinth of
Glistening sights
Infinitely out of reach,
Trembling amidst sweeping mistrals,
Fabricating a life of nostalgic allusions,
Caught in lapsed reveries, of
Restless arias and faint rustlings
Sequestering my rampant aura,
Bleeding in russet naivety,
Evaporating in silent elegies.
Categories:
fabricating, mental health,
Form:
Free verse
Original slices of fine white bread,
cut into the humans figure,
organs built from rusted bolts an stories untold
true dilemma,
when fabricating this mish mash of broken souls,
but yet did this creation survive,
living not intending to die,
I am the creation of forgery,
Probably why,
these visions are lying to me.
Categories:
fabricating, history,
Form:
Rhyme
She states she’s the heat
Fabricating
Her own temperature
Elevating the passion of my heart
Eternally
But eternity lacks the empathy of L.O.V.E
In all its entirety, for we are not lovers
But strangers on opposite streets
You the heat a temperature of passion and lies,
And I the cold sharp in the search of my first love a degree
Categories:
fabricating, lifepassion,
Form:
Free verse
10/06/2018
Formed from duplicity and hypocrisy;
A falsehood foundation for democracy.
Cognitive dissonance spurred into minds;
Attitudes, beliefs, and behavior blinds.
Exposed conflicting ideas and emotions;
While fabricating illogical devotions.
Psychiatry claim to prevent, but obstruct;
As an inhuman money making construct.
Categories:
fabricating, conflict, emotions, political, psychological, truth,
Form:
Couplet
Paving a road of two identities
will anoint figure to stained air
Fabricating a path to completion
will unify abstraction with muse
Engraving a dream into reality
will create bliss in one soul
Carving chaste into immoral clay
will embellish tints of whim and choice
Inventing verity inside of one man
will adjust the balance of all.
Categories:
fabricating, philosophy,
Form:
Free verse
Creating shapes with color palette
Brush strokes yield images
Paper becomes landscapes galore
Still life on canvas
Memories visually recorded
Mind moving always forward
Color, balance, texture dimension, structure
Fabricating from my hands
Ideas of Wonder
Sculpt a new creation
Precious as the Mona Lisa
My name to be remembered
Hope you feel alive
at the view, Images move me
Artist
Categories:
fabricating, art
Form:
Diminished Hexaverse
Cast be thy fate to live in exile
Bated be your fair fluffed fleece
Face of said avenue beguiled
Ebbed a carmine masterpiece
Ebony landscapes you adorn
The eyes of thousands you have hooked
Whines sharp replicas of thorns
Question mark shaped be such nooks
Appeased the ice queen had appeared
Fabricating jagged thrills of mirth
A concept quite eerie, yet linear
'Til done apart by spineless dearth
Categories:
fabricating, depression, fear,
Form:
Sonnet
my hospitalities
over nobilities
above abilities
belittle me
but
hesitantly yet
ambitiously
you need
to agree
that
speculativly and
for sure most
abstractly
so lets
get
down to earth
and agree that
the moon isn't
made of cheese
so
fabricating by way of
picassoticulating
stolen blocks of
braque cubes
i'd
like to fondue fork
that one and dip
it's spanish
flavor in
to
a van Gogh
american
cheddar
yellow
Categories:
fabricating, muse,
Form:
I do not know?
The cards were a prop
Commoners like them
They tell her nothing
She is a psychic
Clarity comes from her spirit guides
She studies the cards carefully
Fabricating elaborate meanings
To keep the man interested
He is a nonbeliever
Her open channel slams shut
Tell him nothing her spirit guides say
I cannot take your money, she tells him
I apologize but the spirit guides are not speaking today
Maybe this one was the real deal he tells his wife later.
Categories:
fabricating, woman, women,
Form:
Narrative
Letting go of everything for today
Acting as there wasn't a care in the world
Not knowing when dawn came
Desultory we are not
Oh, how it feels to be free
Fabricating our lives out of greatness
Tearjerkers not allowed beyond this point
Headstrong on having fun
Embracing the joy and happiness
Free of all our worries and problems
Reuniting with all you old friends
Elegant as the royals
Energized still, even after hours
LAND OF THE FREE!
Categories:
fabricating, beautiful, celebration, cheer up, crazy, dance, dream,
Form:
Acrostic
Allow me to ask you this:
What is the point in striving?
For what purpose should one seek the bliss?
Whilst relentless is the sorrow, all else is fleeting
Thus, fabricating the weak line,
which separates living from surviving
Making one wonder,
why bother when all is already lost?
One may choose not to see,
but if one can fathom that one and all are born from the filth,
to the filth they all shall go be
Denying the urge to spree,
only more misery it shall bring.
Categories:
fabricating, corruption, creation, death, depression, desire, farewell, fear,
Form:
Rhyme