Short Hypocrisies Poems
Short Hypocrisies Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Hypocrisies by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Hypocrisies by length and keyword.
Fearfully I Am Dizzy As I Stand Up To the Honey Badger
FEARFULLY I AM DIZZY As I stand up to the honey badger--
Sprinkling fluorescent muted dots of racing shadows,
Fatefully anxieties hypocrisies dilemmas,
As vertigo swirls away constants fathoms.
"I stand up to the honey badger"
“I fear not the bee stings but run from the honey the badger brings”
---James Edward Lee Sr.
1/19/19...
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Categories:
hypocrisies, appreciation, fear,
Form:
Rhyme
Begotten
Conceiving virtue's mending,
spells the view
in careful words unending,
seeing you!
The bridgework, as a blending
links we two
the road, so apprehending
is askew!
My eyes once gloved in blindness,
find renew
and send these fingers rampart,
to remove -
Hypocrisies contending,
yea uncouth -
The sight of you begotten
....seems all truth!...
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Categories:
hypocrisies, native american,
Form:
Rhyme
Nevermind
Waiting for an epiphany
Something…anything…
A life in transit
Keyhole visions… narrowed too fine
Cynicism, mockery doing rounds
Despairing times… out of bounds
What could’ve been and what is…
Funny how the story doesn’t change
Driftwood listless, aimless
Who is your huckleberry finn?
Hypocrisies, deceit, lies and everything lame
That just leaves god left to blame...
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Categories:
hypocrisies, depression, faith, introspection, life, lost love
Form:
Prose Poetry
We Need To Mend
We live in a society of war
We strive to live no more
Why all the hate you ask?
Why all the pain we answer
We remove all feelings as people are slain
We are so accustomed to all the atrocities
that we no longer hear the hypocrisies
What can we do you ask?
All we can do is strive to stay alive
Until we collide with the end
whatever that may contend.
We need to learn to mend
and hold strong till the end
We need to mend my friends
we need to mend
bY rudY...
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Categories:
hypocrisies, forgiveness, hope, life, passion, sad,
Form:
Free verse
A Cloud Looms
On this earth, is there no reprieve?
Each day here defies my sanity, but we still call it reality.
Something feels off to me
That cloud that looms and never leaves
Raining down great hypocrisies
Watering down true philosophies
Shrouding the sacred mountain,
So we never reach the peak.
Why does it grow, yet never leave?
Spilling it's gale into a well of agony
Filling the tainted spring fifty fathoms deep
Endlessly refreshing the supply of suffering.
Which does not deplete....
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Categories:
hypocrisies, analogy, dark, imagery, metaphor, poetry, surreal, truth,
Form:
I do not know?