Short Interchanging Poems
Short Interchanging Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Interchanging by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Interchanging by length and keyword.
If I was rich ...
If I was smart ...
I would be chasing girls forever
By interchanging them like gloves.
I would likely not be working
But making money all the time
I would be strong and very sporty
By working out every day.
Categories:
interchanging, dream,
Form:
Concrete
Keepers
They say the mind that is consumed with fragility breeds insanity,
Do we not breed what we most seek?
Alas, we forget, the mind; an interchanging phenomenon,
Shrouded in darkness, we seek the light.
A blessing or a curse, we are the masters; the keepers.
(Ashyy)
Categories:
interchanging, absence, conflict, confusion,
Form:
Blank verse
There is a greed,
that is a violent desire for,
for charms and there is also a greed for good,
all is a nuisance stir.
Lady5, lady6, lady7, lady8, lady9...,
if they are lovers interchanging one another,
around say a Fulani gentleman,
is still nuisance,
for it is against law.
Categories:
interchanging, love,
Form:
Ode
Kaleidoscopic light,
Pattern stops, and takes flight;
Resembling sunlight,
So brilliantly bright!
Beauty ever-changing,
Forever rearranging,
Colors interchanging,
And suddenly disarranging.
Purple, blue, yellow, ruby-red,
The scenery spreads.
The hues once wed,
Have once again fled!
Seeming to overcrowd
The small space allowed;
Colors are so loud,
Like rainbow after cloud.
Categories:
interchanging, beautiful, color, happy, imagery, nature, sun, sunshine,
Form:
Rhyme
My heart made trips
Selective on occasion
And comprisable on others
Its technique is quite mesearable
Like the light refraction in the sky
Its goes through and around
Settling for just a season
Interchanging with the moon
Dancing on the ocean edges
Tipsy and fragile
Making another move on its own
How can I follow my hearts
While its on a rollercoaster
Using gravity to maintain balance
Categories:
interchanging, life,
Form:
Free verse
And the four seasons of loneliness
just keeps on interchanging while
little by little I feel it ebbing away on
what's left of what use to be me.
With little or no fight left in me to
stop it, I can feel the cold drops of
tears falling. My soul hollow and
filled with despair. Scars from
previous fights- some won, some
lost- covering my heart. Finally
breaking under a burden too heavy,
I finally lift up my white flag with
shame. So this is how my story
ends?
Categories:
interchanging, confusion
Form:
ABC