Short Inflicts Poems

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Energy Engulfs

Embracing an empath's emotion
Inflicts instant inherit intrustion 
Beckoning beast, begging beneath 
Decaying defenseless delusion.


Premium Member march 17 hockey holy trinity

They're pagans on ice with wood sticks
And maximum pain each inflicts
But Saint Patrick knows
God prefers trios
Like three-leaf shamrocks and hat tricks
Form: Limerick

Silent Heart Helpless

a simple odd sight 
                                                 inflicts inner injury
                                               silent heart helpless
Form: Senryu

Mosquito Prompts

lengthy thin needle
ingests blood to produce eggs~
inflicts pathogen

Aug17, 2020

Placed 5th in the contest.
Note: Haiku-Nature themed 2, poetry contest.
Sponsored by Tania kitchen.
© V. Deepa  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Haiku

Premium Member Love

Love
Is what
Defines a
Human being.
For it touches on
The fabric of our souls;
filling a void in our hearts.
Nothing else generates such joy
Or inflicts more devastating pain;
Love's both the alpha and the omega.
Form: Etheree


Premium Member Good Grief

Good Grief By: Miracle Man 12-9-2019 Many have uttered these words on some occasion, “Good Grief," cant that person do anything right? An idiom that inflicts an unintended abrasion, Just because It’s clever doesn’t diminish Its bite.
© Tom Wright  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Lyric

Watch Out

Beware the rose, though beauty be
With spiny thorns, it cuts, you see
As hand surrounds the prickly stem
It inflicts you pain, until you bleed

As too, in life, we dare not take
That which we should never forsake
Don’t overlook what just might be
Else you might find your heart to break
Form: Rhyme

The Coming Of The Night

Joy
takes on
a dire effect
Its absence
filled
with sorrow

Its loss
inflicts
a greater harm
Than grief
can buy
or borrow

Joy
when brief
endows with fear
A pain
to mark
its passing

To dread
the coming
of the night
With
sadness mourned
— and lasting

(The New Room: October, 2025)
joy
Form: Rhyme

Resolute In Rage

Embittered winter
indignant
spreads rancor
erudite in malice.

Irreverent arbitrate
derisive
disdains masses
sardonic in verse.

Vengeful slayer
belligerent
inflicts brutality
pitiless in wrath.

Steadfast rime
unyielding
immovable blight
resolute in rage.


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Premium Member Morocco Stuns Netherlands

Morocco inflicts heartbreak on Netherlands
Oranje sent home packing after knockout
Round of 32 drama didn’t disappoint
Overcome by emotion — both sides
Cody Gakpo scores opening goal pointing to heaven
Chaotic 3-2 penalty shootout leaves Saibari shirtless
Onto the round of 16 showdown with Canada
© Mark Toney  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Acrostic

Past the Known

Deep in memory 
   lie 
the politics of another era 
The past has a hold on us 
  which cannot be shaken off 
very easily 
The years have confirmed for us 
    that we are in the maelstrom 
The maelstrom, The maelstrom where one experiences 
   the pain 
    which time inflicts on all of us 
That maelstrom where the fate of man is being forged

Burdens of the Heart

The hate that uglifies a sweet face
The betrayal that makes trust fade 
The enmity that isolates 
The sadism that inflicts hate
The envy that breeds futile hostilities
The grudges that darkens memories
The jealousy that erodes satiety
The ill-will rewarded with vanity
The long distances, weights and heights
Don't weigh us down like the burdens of the heart
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Man's Best Friend

He sits up, he begs for you 
   Rolls over, does tricks too
Dare you spurn his advances
   He'll whimper, look askance at you

When he sees you coming down the trail
   He barks excitedly, wags his tail
Extend him your arms
   He jumps up and licks you, inflicts no harm

When your partner just 'can't comprehend'
   ~ Rediscover why a dog's man's best friend
Form: Rhyme

Rain & Thunderstorms

Some people don't like rain but I do.
I enjoy hearing it hit the roof.
I also enjoy thunderstorms, especially at night.
It gives me pleasure while it gives some people fright.
But I don't like floods, tornadoes or hurricanes.
I don't like weather that inflicts pain.
When it comes thunderstorms, many people are annoyed.
It may be strange because they bring me joy.
Form:

Evolvement

Evolvement

When health has waned despite my age
I struggle to experience
The newness that inflicts my soul
And body with an aching pain
I’m in denial of my time
To ask my God what can I do 
to overcome adversity
But now my strength is ebbing low
Evolvement ceased and here I am
Just an old and handsome man

Number 460 Any form or none 
Sponsored by Brian Strand
July 4, 2018
old

Premium Member Gruesome Humans

Evil
People

Dark and 
Lethal

Tortures
Ensures

Nurtures
Murders

Sadist
Misfit

Inflicts
Pain hits

Ill-treat
Repeat

Abuse
Amuse

Fun kill
Sick thrill

Nasty 
Ghastly

Ugly
Fugly

Gruesome
Humans

19.08.22

* Two cats, one a kitten, were found dead in a basement carpark in London, with horrific injuries. I won't give the details but all the signs were of extreme abuse.
Form: Footle

Premium Member Sliver of a Chance

Don't miss a sliver of a chance,
It may never come around again;
Forever lost to circumstance.
Don't miss a sliver of a chance
When it comes to love or romance,
Lest it inflicts heartache and pain.
Don't miss a sliver of a chance,
It may never come around again.


Chance Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Julia Ward
Date written: 01/10/2023
Form: Triolet

Ill Appetite

Ardency is the drive of life,
Beings journey in it vehicle.
For the rumination of thoughts,
The hunger race is infinite.

Ideas conceived are perceived,
Concepts are boundless,
Notions are yet born,
That man's itch is immeasurable.

Insatiablilty pervades the air,
Taste rises,
Hunger inflicts - and,
Cravings to be served is intense.

Man shouldn't be by bread alone.
Today thinks not,
For all seek to yield - to,
Their endless tort yens.

The Sun Rises, I Lay Me Down

It's seven A.M., the sun is up, the fields are covered in snow.
I'm 57 years old, and sick, and I ought to know...'
What ravages my body so??
Inflicts me witn such pain?
I have pain meds I don't wish to use,
They can lead to harder stuff,
As far as i am  concerned,
Pain is but an awareness tool,
To let us knoe we need help,
And not there just for fun...
And trust me, friend,
Fun I have not...
As I at last prefare for bed.
Ugh.
© Tom Bell  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Bio

The Curse

she pounds on my chest
waves crashing on me
like the rising tide
she won't let me be

she wakes me from slumber
my mind still a mess
with gleaming dew drops
from her long silk dress

I reach out for her
but she's too far away
my heart always aches
my mind goes astray

Only she is able
to quench my thirst
he fingers linger
and so does her curse

Yet a curse so sweet
she inflicts on me
Constantly laughing
flying away free

Premium Member Ringing In My Ear

see the light your eyes
describe, in every shade
from joy to grey

         ...feel the weight
your mind inflicts
with heartless, selfish
life neglect

now clear a path
with lessons learned

          and 
climb your mountain

.....left undisturbed

to see a world
your heart deserves

and laugh in weightless
gratitude....

 for all God's Gifts

the world to share



___________________
for Kristin Reynolds contest

I Feel Your Pain

Hiding from the world,
In your little corner,
Trying to be strong.
Trying to hide the blood and tears.
I feel your pain.
I feel your agony,
The hatred and hurt.
You are not alone.
It's a scary feeling,
Always hiding,
Always feeling ugly.
I am here,
To share your hurt.
I have cried your tears,
And was never loved.
I know it hurts,
The heart break,
I share the same pain,
I see the weakness that inflicts you,
I feel your pain...

Band-Aids For the Heart

the blood of love leaks out
through this punctured 
saddened wound
bleeding hurt unspoken
cries for help unheard,
no surgeon could ever help
the shocking pain of but a word

how one so casually inflicts
such wounds upon those 
they have once told
of their undying eternal love
held tight those two bodies
as she wanted so to hold

yeah, love can be quite nasty,
so disrespectful of your heart
and torture you forever
until from life, you should depart
© Tom Bell  Create an image from this poem.
Form:

A Girl and Her Knife

Deeply she cuts
On her sides
Releasing her pain
In red form.
The knife
her release
of pain
too deep
Day by day
no one sees
this pain
she carries
so very deep.
Lovely smile with frowning eyes
of the lies shes told.
At home its hell
Her dad
loves the drink
And doesn’t think
of the pain he inflicts
with each sip he takes
upon his little girl
Her mother gone
And sadly missed.
Alone is she
with nothing but her knife
To release her pain
Deep inside!

Personal Failings

our personal failings are held inside
they show themselves when we call upon
them &
when we least expect them to rear their
ugly head---
lucky are those who have people round them
to distract from the suffering
which the self inflicts upon itself
when undergoing the regret of
personal failings,
but ironic is the fact that 
to suffer is to survive &
to survive is to conquer 
all those things which
would have it be otherwise,
even if one mustered them on their own,
alone.

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