Short Fiend Poems
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see like a fiend.a cocaine herion fiend.winged an angel then dangled a song.left
alone to wrong the ship.i get skipped.
Miss Named
miss named him a friend
because she thought him handsome
now she spells it fiend
Brian Johnston
July 24, 2015
I'd like be flying with the wind
to find new shores, I'd like to flee,
But there is contradiction fiend:
I always take myself with me.
So beautiful does her spirit burn bright,
Throughout each day into a dark night;
A great fiend, Until the end,
And surely will never forget her sight.
Jim Horn
Love is a fiend when it flirts or cheats
O how often we faze when fettered by its charm
Verily I`m flattered by its false-speaking tongue
Even now as I bid love farewell.
The foreign fiend, of feckless faith and folk,
Is feigning fealty to our fair fortress;—
To force his form and fold on finished fact,
He’ll find fit fashion of fetid fetish.
through Death
must have I a friend
For Death
must for them a fiend
For Death, I perceive a friend
For Death, peace there is
Breathing, I carry as I live,
So I seize and merit
Kramer
Crazy, never has a care
Perpetual motion and whacky hair
The ladies love him, tall and lean
Lady luck smiles against any fiend
Zany and funny he's my honey
Where does he get his money?
my friend
death is my friend
though he is called a fiend
he hold me close
every night my eyes close
and layers my soul
with his message so old
and tells me calm
my destiny and to be calm
Form:
Who R You
To know a friend to know a fiend
There is only the R in between
One behaves in love so it seems
The other wants to kill your dreams
Again I say to know a friend is to know a fiend.
Be gone mine evil thoughts;
Farwell, my old traveling fiend;
Goodbye tis I whom gone;
I'm away and I shall not come by again;
10/29/21
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2021©
We do things we love
Do things we hate --
One, for affection:
and the other, for fiend
necessity, like~ executions
and wars…
Maybe better, not to confound
the two – maybe better, more
and less we do?!
Beauty unfortold.
Land unforseen.
Life unfold.
Hellish fiend.
Friend and foe
choose your path
For no one knows
one soul's wrath
Love give and take
Yet not from me.
My soul is careless
My heart is free.
Form:
Our Technology Fiend
Computer, dear, please come on.
Don’t be so temperamental.
Click, click, no light, no sound.
A pulled wire; oh, that cat.
© Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen
January 20, 2010
Poetic form: Chastushka
"Love"
Can I
See it or
Is it just an
Illusion, a fiend
Stretching forth open arms
To me, a tired traveller
On the road of Life? Or, foolish
Am I, is it the anchor that holds
The ship steady under the crashing waves?
despair knocks the door
hallucinating the mind
tormenting the soul
darkness dispels light
sinister black shadows loom
unhinging spirit
an evil fiend tempts
execrable ideas
drowning to abysm
3-31-2016
How sweet,
so pretty,
to disappear
into smoke.
I am a magician,
with a flourish
and a white dove.
I lie down
in my bed of
green,
this magic trick,
and I share with you
my deceit.
So welcomed, so sweet,
this fiend.
It was said that
live your life in every form of hope
nothing is clearly
fiend or dead or even strange
the world is still full
of north and south
a good news of a kind
is good indeed
let the snow and dust
goes through to cover us.
There's never been a womb of such disgrace
That only you, fiendish whore, can control
Is it only one thing that can take you down?
If you felt the things I've felt you'd die too
But you've never felt unwanted
You were always the center
Form:
Time -
a high-priced commodity,
leaves us with a shortened
supply of memories
until it's our turn
to pass on.
Death -
the fickle fiend
leaves a gnawing ache
inside our brains,
stinging with hurt until
there's a mountain left of
time.
oh! my salt house,
i cannot assure
that you are in the color of azzure!
just loitre around
and stole our heart
to play with thee !
don't you feel sorry to kill us?
but i feel for the way we pollute
forgive us, and accept as friend
please not as fiend!
oh! my salt house,
i cannot assure
that you are in the color of azzure!
just loitre around
and stole our heart
to play with thee !
don't you feel sorry to kill us?
but i feel for the way we pollute
forgive us, and accept as friend
please not as fiend!
We are Gorlizasaurs and have free rein,
To tear you apart so you’ll feel more pain
Than scorching in lava or acid rain.
And when we’re done, the few souls that remain
Will then face the fiend that’s holding our chain.
For In 5 Lines or less contest
He told me look back at it
Got him comin back like a crack addict
He says he's got a craving
Body aching
Hands shaking
He's a fiend for it
Plot and scheme for it
He gets what he gets
Still throws a fit
He can't quit
He's got it bad
Rehab
Form:
The participant
Expectant
The judger
But a resonator
Void in between
May glean
Or may not
Being self taught
If he does
Feeling a buzz
Our good friend
Else fiend
Or are we
Unbound and free
Either which way
In play
14-January-2021