Short Hold Out Poems

Short Hold Out Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Hold Out by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Hold Out by length and keyword.


Hands

I hold out my hands
much to my surprise
they are touched
and, I find a new dimension
What?
to explain would be tedious
I hold out my hands


Always

Hold out your hand
And I’ll bring rainbows
When skies turn gray

Take a deep breath
And never wake 
It’s a picture perfect day

With you
© Byron Kaya  Create an image from this poem.

Second Chance

if the lord can
hold out hands
to help othe stand
from a bad fall
he is over us all
if he lets us do a ne dance
we deserve a
SECOND CHANCE

Baseball Fan

htis is the season
for this reason
to sit in the stand
hold out your hand
and watch it fall
that hard hit ball
and mabe your catch
if you can
IF YOU TURE
BASEBALL FAN

Homeless Man

have a look of hate
for heavensake
you can tell
by his smell
he 's not doing well
\some have cain
for walking pain
some hold out a  can
as for change theyer not ashame
a
HOMELESS MAN


The Welcome On My Doormat Has Faded

The welcome on my doormat has faded
And it is your shoes that have worn it
I think my door is locked forever
But I hold out for someone to break through my window
Using the front door is so overrated
Form:

Premium Member eggs hatch at school

incubator day
children wait for eggs to hatch
one chick pecks away

teacher covers cage
six chicks emerge overnight
only one hold out

this egg never cracks
wise teacher takes it away
quietly alone
Form: Senryu

Child Within

Do you feel that breeze on your skin?
Let it bring out the child within-
Life at times is utmost dreary-
At times it makes your vision go bleary-
But remember this moment, forever it will stand-
And lived again, each time I hold out my hand-
Form: Couplet

Offering

I face away from you
I hear you approach
Turning, I hold out my hand
As if offering a prized possession
I offer you my heart
I entrust it to you
So that you may protect it from hurt
And if it should shatter
Then it was never meant to be

The Queen Elizabeth

Nobody wants to do any good
Nobody wants a tree
Nobody wants to have their health
and nobody wants to free

1)  Hold out your hand for water
2)  Hold out your hand for clean
3)  Hold out your hand for healthy food
4)  and hold out your hand for Queen
Form: Quatrain

Premium Member Consciousness

In the days that progress
All will be put to the test
If you find that you can see
the way things were and have to be
There are clues, left all around
If you seek, they can be found
Don't be discreet, hold out your hand
Then just maybe, you'll understand
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Comes the End

nothing but black now sun god turned his back on earth death comes in the dark... Its cold, my heart cold No moon, no stars, no comfort how will I know the end... water round my feet hold out my hands to nothing remembering warmth...
Form: Haiku

The Ballet Class

Skipping and leaping,
Lift legs up high.
Good toes, naughty toes,
Pluck stars from the sky.
Stick feet together,
Do you need magic glue?
Wave butterfly wings,
Hold out your tutu.
Little pink girl's
With little pink feet.
The Ballet class
Was just so sweet.
Form: Rhyme

God Is Great

God is great God is grand God will always hold out his hand Gods love will never be bland God will always let you play in his band God waits for us in the holy land Gods command will forever be in high demand<
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017
Form: Rhyme

The Glory Ahead

The coast is clear
We can march on withour fear.

Many mighties have fallen
They yielded not the warning.

The road,full of horrors
That inflict pain all raws.

We hold out as a team
Fighting mosters, as they teem.

Seeing now the glory ahead
Our hope revived, once dead.
Form: Couplet

This Is a Poem Instead of a Man

This is a poem instead of man
This is a word instead of a plan
This your chance to get to know me
This your right to come and show me

I will not fail
I will not leave
Hold out your hand
and click with we've

Come together
technically
Loving each other
virtually!

(Like Me)
Form: Quatrain

Premium Member You Turn Me On Every Day

You hold out your hand and reach for me 
I am the one thing you desire
You cannot wait to turn me on 
Guess you know the right buttons to press
I start to get all hot and steamy
I am the one to quench your thirst…
Where would we be without our kettle?

Jan Allison
21st August 2014

Softly...

"Softly"

you are just my best friend,
a sigh that passes
through many a night.

a comforting ground,
is where you lay...
a pillow so soft,so softly soft...

a hand i hold out to you,
and again is once taken.
upon a pillow so softly soft...

...is where i lay.

For Amy...


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Form:

Today Is the Last

I struggle with incapability
In my heart to hold out thoughts
Menacing my heart's pumps.

Thoughts about you
Makes my heart's pocket heavy
I sometimes in tears
Something tearing me apart
Your  No to my prepared Yes.

I wish, wish you know
How much my heart esteem you 
Today is the last.
Form: Verse

Thee....

Knocking at the window pane
The brances wrapped around branches 
There arms tap at the glass 
 
Energy fulfills my request
A must as I climb to thee
With the wind combed to my hair 

Eyes that sparkle to the shine of moon insight
I hold out my hand you reach for me 
My star has come just for thee
Form: Verse

Burn In

Rise up and smile
But dive back down.
There's no way out,
So keep that frown.

Close your eyes
And see her now.
You could neglect
If you knew how.

Don't burn out,
Love this cloud.
Live to one day
Make her proud.

Hold out your hand
And feel the ground.
It is nothing but
A dream you've found.

For a Book of Love

God is great God is grand He will always Hold out his hand
His love Will never be bland God will always Let you play In his band
Gods command will always Be in high demand While waiting for us In the holy land
His love is priceless Like pearls On a strand
3/30/2017
Form: Verse

Premium Member 'in the Chilly Morn'

there is a chirping in the leafless frozen woods, I hold out my hand and icy cold feathers land- we both are trembling with awe. ____________________ March 18, 2013- Edit Poetry/Tanka/'in the chilly morn' Copyright Protected, ID 13-1116-883-0 All Rights Reserved. Written under Pseudonym.
Form: Tanka

Dreams

Dreams.  Every one
makes for us a new life,
home, some things vaguely
familiar to the waking state,
but strange enough to
hold out the chance of
a new start.  Then we
wake up (we almost never
really do) and find the old
unfold a little more, and
chances seem about the size
of yesterday's.

2006 August 3

Violation of My Spirit - Human Rights Contest

Violation of my spirit
I sit in stale urine, cold and hungry
Oh, why do they hate me
Love should have made me.
Although I try not to whimper,
Thirst gets to me. I hold out my hand
I would love a hug not another smack.
Oh, what did I do wrong, why does
No one care.


I used pic no. 5

Penned 26 August 2015
Form: Acrostic

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