Short Fein Poems
Short Fein Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Fein by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Fein by length and keyword.
A young Irish lass with no man
Danced in the Moulin Rouge Can-Can
In Dublin again
She joined with Sinn Fein
And bombed as Republican Anne
Digest our words. Oh, syllable counter.
Pseudo feelings, sling bot ropes in the fein.
Hand over fist deals over the counter.
Silk Road, WebMD. RX: Screenshots/dopamine.
Still Smoking When Last Seen
He was still smoking when last seen;
Had been having bad habit and a fein;
Smoke filled air,
And hard to bare;
Stopped eating so he could look lean.
Jim Horn
Zwischen den Lippen, deren Bogen gleich der Taube Flügeln
und den Augen, die bezaubern, sitzt ein kleiner Hügel.
Deine Nase, wie die des Hasen, winzig, hübsch, und fein.
Ich küsste sie, und legte sie zwischen meinen Beinen.
Form:
Festers and Does Demean
Falsehood festers and does demean;
Results can turn you into foolish Fein,
Who knows he will and tries to survive,
And his greatest ability is to connive.
Lies like an animal who has been hurt,
While all the tragic issues he will skirt;
All he leaves are bad feelings behind;
Should be impeached or asked to resign.
Jim Horn
When you make me cower I am
Less than a negative
Less than nothing
Less than wretched
When I false praise you I feel
Like a coward
Like a groveling animal
Like you're dutiful pet
When I finish cooking and cleaning for you
I'm tired but I smile
I'm hungry but I fein
I let you take me and I cry
It's my job
I am your wife
How I wish for the strenghth
to take you life.
So my aunts dying -
a dispassionate aside
over coffee, Saturday
No point in crying
bitter death taken in stride
and a sugary frappe
How fit the topic?
Heated chemicals imbibe
Caffeinating hollow sounds
Reflect myopic
Her death we fein to describe
with muffins and coffee grounds
Saturday, January 16th 2016
Oh my mighty bones with flesh
Brushed in coincides thought is paint
In despair purely judge ticking clock
Lay to loom as nest to Griffith
Blushed as ballet in frozen waters
Flashed backed and came out as my hero
My land dignity as the peace
Oh my mighty bones disposed
Washed in river to calm ocean
Sound of Fein mighty mora
Despair with holding golden lit
Reyhan Yucebay
Form: