Short Fiasco Poems
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When you are feeling down and out
And you want to scream and shout
Nothing in this world seems right
Peace seems far off, out of sight
How has this fiasco come about?
The maestros affair was very slick
but one night he forgot the lipstick
wife took one peek
saw lipstick on his cheek
saying its now time to face the music.
12-02-17
The first day of work, a fiasco became
Given badges with first initial, last name
None could be sicker
Than Randy Slicker
"Please, don't do this to me!", he would exclaim!
‘Tis often the flesh upon each cheek
is chased dour, yet sultry memories
As the years aged much of nothing
Had haunted these bones
unknown, unsuspected
Hollow screams were published
By the bedsteads of the red holocaust
Clouds laced with fear
Foreseen ‘twas a fiasco
success
complete, fruitful
meeting, attaining, winning
triumphs, achiever, fiasco, nonstarter
worsening, defaulting, refusing
faulty, dismal
failure
Date created: 12/30/2021
flop,failing fiasco
where to go,how to cope
failure impacts us all
in life's revolving call
up against the wall
can we cope,is there hope
failure impacts us all
in life's revolving call
carrying the can
champ or also ran
how we handle the mess
the measure of our success
failure impacts all
in life's revolving call
Cometh the hour
Cometh the man,
So came the hour,
His fiasco began.
A litany of lies
Spew from his mouth,
Any leadership qualities
Swiftly went south.
Hubris in spades
But cannot comprehend,
What his people need
He seems quite round the bend.
So what to do
Well we do what we must,
Move forward with hope
For in God we trust.
FRICATIVE FIASCO
Fun filled fatal foul-ups
Finally feeling fairly faint
Fear fully fanning flames
Fatefully finding fault
Further furious faces
Faces fuming in fiery fits
Fire follows, finishing fast
Flirty, fine fabulous fellows
Featuring fuller fit figures
Feeding flights of fancy
Five footloose funded fools
Fighting for future fame
Please keep yer cotton-pickin' schnoz out of the Israeli affair, Joe!
Mr. Netanyahu is much better qualified to deal with the foe!
Seems everything you get involved with becomes a giant fiasco!
'Twould be great if you spent less time tryin' to rule the world, Joe,
And seriously consider eradicatin' the chaos you've created in America, Bro!
Day's end ~ fiasco, near constant assail.
Discounting what's here, I crave what I lack.
In my own strength, I am set up to fail.
Regret for those words too late to take back...
Forgetting purpose, I thrash and I flail;
with each step taken, I'm further off track.
Thankfully, grateful I can again say,
So tender His mercies, new every day.
There was a gal known for the Hula hoop
Until one day, she fell in some dog poop
So she went on a dog strike
Dog rep said, “go take a hike.”
She said, “Have you all heard of a poop scoop?”
*I was inspired by Jan. I've seen several of her poems with this theme. And I decided to give it a go. Enjoy:-)
Alexis Y.
02/19/2021
My mind is experiencing a fastidious flatulence; slightly fiendish, and not for the
finicky or fainthearted.
I fidget amidst it's fanatical far-fetched farce yet stand fearless, watching it's face
flounder in a foolhardy feeble-minded foible.
With fervor I say farewell forever to it's festering, feverish fetish, as it's frantic
fiasco foams, flails and finally fails.
http://lovestruehome.com/
PRODUCED WEDDING FIASCO
If cantaloupe
Could elope
and marry a honey dew melon
What would happen
If a cabbage out grows the garden
As crabgrass and dandelions rapes the fruits and vegetables
All this and inclement weather
What's the matter
Cantaloupe cancels the wedding?
Why! you may ask amongst the dandelions and crabgrass
Because they cantaloupe
7/30/18
written words by James Edward Lee Sr.©2018
Glittering like the morning dew,
I am giving credit where it's due!
Watching you from toe to head,
Gives me effort to forge ahead,
With you my future is lit,
You just a wonderful elite,
I want to deal with my fiasco,
So that I no longer feel de facto,
Your name fits the skyline,
Extreme right of the number line,
I'm planning on a good venue,
Where I'll show your real value,
@Tha Formidable Cheru.
#themonk
Fallacious finances
In a shell game
Destined only to get or gain
Until human worth lies as
Consumers with stimulated fantasies
In greed drenched dreams
About fortune or fame while
Regarding their way of life in
Yankeedom as the untimate Utopia.
Fictionalized futures foment
In this falsehood worldwide
As others await their turn to a
So-called stimulus
Connecting to their shantytown
Orbit as they dream of destroying Utopia.
Fiasco
Burnt down, fatigued, no feelings left,
So devastated, world means no heft
I am not a phoenix to rise from ashes
Soul does not let receive new lashes.
I am plagued with tortures of ill fate
Downbeat and broken, it is time to rate
My noble deeds and even wicked
My Lord, I beg, don’t be too strict!
Would love to live a century more,
But locked for me the main door
I knocked at it ten thousand times
Then I came back with all that grime.
Witch does broom maneuvers to the delight of the crowd.
They are roaring with appreciation – nice, long and loud.
We have never had such a marvelous acrobatic witch appear!
This is the best one whose skullduggery is abundantly clear.
The witch was on a roll and gave her wand a flick.
The entire audience disappeared in smoke – what a trick!
Better get them back, the boss yelled. His name was Rosco.
We do not have enough insurance to cover this fiasco!
Real disaster is looming on the horizon for American life
this country’s leadership disdains the spirit of truth
its sycophants continue to embrace the lies
repelled by honesty and facts
mendacity guides their daily mantra
dark, evil poltergeists dwell in our White House now
death thrives in their hearts
darkness looms in our future
the only purification for lies is to vote
it's the only remedy that will
undo this undemocratic fiasco
Coca-Cola launched their 'New Coke' forty years ago.
When Coca-Cola did this, it turned out to be a fiasco.
They launched their 'New Coke' in April of 1985.
It was not a success and it certainly didn't thrive.
Coca-Cola abandoned the old formula and released the new.
Millions of people were angry and some even threatened to sue.
When it came to the 'New Coke', it was something that most people hated.
Coca-Cola started making the original again because people were devastated.
The moment the deed was done
I knew it was all a sham
The hidden guilt in their eyes
Threaten to betray their deepest lies
Now I wonder who
Took the soul of this cadaver
It all seems far too right
And yet something is wrong
The stories fit together
No change in perception or language
Like a game they choose to play
Fool me and take the crown
Who created this fiasco
Set the scene into play
With late nights and clues
It’s all falling into place
Run far as you can
I’ll catch you later on
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Did the Aliens get you or better yet
Homeland security put your servers on a jet.
Or you bet all your money on Facebook stock
and the sun-cream fiasco put you in a head-lock?
Wait! The server caught COVID - which must be a first -
And your back online because its over the worst?
What ever it was - I’m REALLY glad to see you -
‘Cause I’m a half-assed poet who REALLY needs you.
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