Short Hazing Poems
Short Hazing Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Hazing by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Hazing by length and keyword.
her attitude is as Stoney as the Henge ~ she’s hellbent on revenge
like an old cow chewing cud and grazing ~ her utters are a hazing
#5
I can face my issues
I can surpass my pride
I can overlook any danger
Survival moves my every being
Awareness alert, silly risk--hazing?
The super spies of TV are amazing
They know how to use every weapon in sight
What they do to each other looks like hazing
And their fantastic car chases are a delight
Blazing
Razing
Hazing
Fazing
Anarchy on a blazing, razing course
Driven by a hazing, fazing force.
Seek your love in my innocent heart
Pondering through the righteous mirth
failure I'm to feel you in hazing time of love
O still no one possessed me
But you are only one dearly
In my bared fictional word
- December 22,2019 Chattogram
A lick and a promise
Choice beyond compare
trending toward greater
concentration
a textbook example of best
through whipping pending
to stand taller then the rest
in apple pie order
Hazing the Cityfoots
not tryna brag
or wishing I had
Welcome to the Machine
stop being so mean
Quick and slow, pulsed to jibe and rudder
Late dancing in the luminous waves
The boats angle the cresting froth tops
Sails arched, full burst in the briny
Air paces vastly to horizon’s rim
The hazing glow of sky to sea
They bob and streak, the prows steadfastness
Each sailor guides to the compass, knowing
The importance of destination
TO DEAR DEATH...
LET ME RTURN TO YOU
THIS COLD BLACK FIRE BURING INSIDE ME...
THIS WHITE DUST HAZING MY VISION....
THIS MOTIONLESS WATER SURROUNDING ME ALL THROUGHOUT MY LIFE.
THIS MINDLESS WIND DRAGGING ME TO PLACES.....
AND THIS LIMITLESS SKY GAURDING ME ALL THROUGH MY HIGH AND LOWS.
I KNOW DEAR DEATH YOU WERE ALWAYS HERE.....
WAITING FOR MY CALL....
Form:
Quick and slow, pulsed to jibe and rudder
A late dancing, in the luminous waves
The boats angle to the cresting froth tops.
Sails arched, full burst into the brine
Air paces, vast to the horizon’s rim
The hazing glow, communion of sky to sea.
They bob and streak, the prow's steadfastness
Each sailor guides to the compass, knowing
The importance of destination.
Spiraling, spinning out of control.
Can't you tell that it's taking a toll.
Stabbing, burning, constant pain.
Sub-par eyes glossing over again.
Today's the day to finally release;
To let go, to slip into glorious peace.
Eyes hazing, head rolling, going to sleep.
Fog thickens, head spinning; won't somebody weep.
Look up as she dies, bright skies turning gray.
No one would save her, goodbye sunny days.
Bombs dropping
Wives shopping
Guns blazing
Frats hazing
Troops shooting
Crooks looting
Tanks rumbling
Drunks stumbling
Ships sinking
Flirts winking
More killing
Steaks grilling
Blood flowing
Moms sewing
Wounds gaping
Teens vaping
Men missing
Lips kissing
Hordes dying
Pols lying...
September 10, 2020
Threes, Please Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Beth Evans
For this you see I'm falling asleep;
On these the golden fields;
Beneath the sun above the clouds;
Silent rises beset noise;
Congregational life praise hands loud;
Dawning glories burdens poise;
Shouts of jubilee roars;
Like a lion on his prowl;
Nursing timid giraffes soars;
Leap forth over gall they scowl;
==Jungle path nature grazing
Sun bright shine in lions hazing--
Stretching, aching metaphorical
life. You weren't s'posed to be horrible.
You were s'posed to be 'mazing
tipsy without hazing...
So what happened?
Speak to me, sage
for I'm dying for that bit of wisdom
that my ancestors foraged
to skirt around goin' to prison.
ah...
stormy clouds
concrete mounds
towers, showers
may as well be clowns
in my choosiness
I laugh.
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Written by Nancy Jones on the tenth of August, 2011
I do feel that Mr Trump's been changed
I'm most aware..of a different range
Of vaccine speed in the weft and warp'
Billions talking in from the scoros corp
A human queen he finds so amazing
I kid myself not, that he's even hazing.?
I saw some UK pundits view; they say.'
He's changed.. and they're not kidding hey!
Is this just a narrative of more confusion
Will America charge into dissolution?
A sucker punch soon to deck the world.?
Hold on tight, the tide now foams and swirls.'