Short Idol Poems
Short Idol Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Idol by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Idol by length and keyword.
Bruno’s magic. Michael’s show.
Christina’s voice. Benny’s choice.
Gordon’s mouth. Stevie’s logic
I’ll paint me as quaint.
You had me briefly careening
towards that crooning
but your excessive preening
and secret self-loathing
won an abrupt ending
While litres of milk drifted down the deity's idol like a river, the thirsty stomach on the temple steps wetted its lips.
With notes shredding ears homicidal,
contestants squawk madly to sidle
despite what they lack
they keep flocking back
to die on American Idol.
From New York City to L.A.; from Austin to Seattle,
so-called singers screech or bray in an auditions battle!
For Brian Strand's "A Couple of Lines"
Should we assume
What God would have us do ~
If we ourselves
Can’t even think it through?
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h/t to Gershon’s He Met His Goal
Occupied in complex
Silence
If i'd be in your mind
Would i still feel me
As an idol of your heart
Writing prints in beats
Whole of the world would hear-
Virgin bud
Butterfly kisses
Honey face
Aroma
Being wings flying
Through winds heart
Life, idol
Heart, born of love spirit
For human
11.05.2020 Chattogram
Actions, fluid as air
Color, black as night
Eyes as bright as a full moons silver sea
Slinking throught the shadows
Untouched by time
An age old idol
In witch's lore
For the Idol I sang
with a screech and a twang
caused by a cold in my throat
well I passed the audition
but I cured the condition
now they tell me I can't sing a note!
Title :- Idol Of Beauty......
For the real beauty,
Look at the creator: reason of our existance.
Idol of sacrifice,
Equals to god,
No other than : 'Mother'.
By :- Rohit Sharma (Joker)
Ronnie Radke
sure hes not the nicest
but hes good at what he does
i learned all his songs
even the ones craig stole
how i wish i was as famous (or infamous)
as my idol, and my hero
We love you ronnie
The time has arrived my good friends
To great heights of stardom, I ascend
The role I have chosen
In the films of motion
A sex idol, the next Clooney I contend
© Jack Ellison 2015
A sad but most emotional day
My Dad squeezing my hand in the hospital
Just before passing away the next day
I was eighteen he was my idol
A sad but vivid memory to this day
My saddest day
Give me anguish that feels like my heart has been staked,
Give me betrayal, entrapment, and hatred of my race.
Give me shame, humiliation, and painful disgrace,
But please oh please spare me, a pretty face.
Gardens are my big passion.
I love how mine grows.
With sunflowers the fashion
There are highs, no lows.
Dominating every way,
Their idol, the sun.
Big bouquets for Mother's Day,
Would be so much fun.
Idol
Over all at least one parent should play the role of child's Idol.
12/07/15
One liners three contest
Sponsor Silent One
Third Place
My bank balance
Stood as a false idol
Insurmountable as bubblegums
The smack of my lips
A Hallelujah
Heralding a full tummy
My fingers lost in wrappers
Spun a yarn
A garment made
To keep my nakedness
Naked
Sculpting his idol with magiC,
Prayers she offers saying, “HellO”!
Exclusively with leaves so greeN,
Carefully, for him a garlanD,
Imagining him as her beaU,
Always makes singing a lyriC!
Love is mad, in facT!!
Attended a performance last night that blew me away
A concert in tribute of Gord Lightfoot, idol of my younger days
What glorious memories
Evoked teary-eyed reveries
A journey back in music, a gentler time it portrayed
I know the answer
Because I dared to question
The answer is not Jesus
Though many call it thus
The answer is not God
Though it beats in all of us
The answer is not Allah or any other idol
The answer then is peace
The answer is love
*nocturne eye flicker*
*bite lip*
*rip asunder*
Malediction of a tragedy fused elegy,
mirror of red rum and visage of chaos.
The truth is a labyrinth of mirrors,
I am the reflection that stares back,
real you tryst behind quicksilver.
Golden image idol was created by King Nebuchadnezzar,
They refused to serve the idol~friends of Belteshazzar,
Thrown into the burning furnace to be consumed for he was bemused,
Unhurt,they sang and danced with the Lord which make the king amused.
He fell so early from the image to the grime
And lay there, flatly oozing helplessness.
Anger, and something left of love combined,
Plunged to urge him free,
Wiped its hands and set back the idol high,
Only slightly out of plumb.
The shattering was mine.
Hero
Helpful, Strong
Striving, Battling, Winning
Warrior, Idol, Fighter, Rescuer
Opposing, Countering, Contending
Junky, Worthless
Villain