Short Jaundice Poems
Short Jaundice Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Jaundice by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Jaundice by length and keyword.
prejudice,
mental jaundice,
distorting personal perspectives,
corroding humanity's noble objectives,
bigotry!
Gentle jealous jaundice generates juices justifiably jealousy jading~
5/5/21
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2021
LOVE
Affection devotion
Cherish endearment liking
Malevolence aversion scorn
Ardo zeal paramour
Rancor jaundice
Hate
11/17/24
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2024
If I sound jaundiced, so be it!
All men are liars, get over it,
All men are unfaithful, that's it,
They like being miserable, leave 'em to it,
If I sound jaundiced, so be it,
All men are liars, I got over it!
The good guy died
before the bad guy cried.
His eyes were all flipped
in pure pearl white,
with yellow patches
like jaundice.
There, surrounded by spikes,
he lost his mind.
He laid and sighed-
he had lost his world
to vicious pride.
Twilight without absent of blackness and no light, does it make your night sunrise does it make it daylight absence, a pigment doesn't make it dark jaundice of light doesn't make it bright~
10/16/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2020
When I first heard the words
I relinquish The whispers
Caveat promenade
Mine sight suddenly raised
Come before me relentless
Quiet sparks extinguish the dark
Radiant confident
Alphabetical jaundice
Words gathered roughly spoken
12/26/21
Written by James Edward Lee Sr © 2021
Infant jaundice disappears on sighting her,
Her gaze dries up moisture making
laundry man, house wives and farmers smile all day,
Her smiles illuminate and make darkness fall into oblivion,
which also tan my skin and nourish my body,
As I look up; Nay! eclipse! I’ve got to run .
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spring hands over her bleach gowns to summer
environment grows pale green ---
cosmos under rebirth
earth tries color revolutions and fails
jaundice yellow leaf lips crack ---
no chill thrill in grass blades
Nestlings of sparrows feel hot in nestles
cuckoos from crow nests escape ---
cocoon covers hang free
05 April 2022
I looked into
my surgeon soul
In there
I saw the reflection
of life
The yellow eyes
of jaundice
The fetid breath
of diabetes
The sickly smell
of gangrene
I looked again
The calm face
of death
The wet feel
of birth
If you don’t know
ask the leeches
swimming in the pool
of my blood
Ask the man
in the white shroud
waiting at the gate
Tandoori or Tangerine Tan?
Mister rich lister Blister
Sinister Mandarin Minister
Sin..Spin & Chagrin Talisman
Jaundice scrotum prejudice totem
Prime time Pantomime
Podium pandemonium
Needs Imodium...clearly feeds Opprobrium
As this git dearly did his bit
No boom just bust
To ensure the sh*t really hit the fan
Just one more time!
Lashings of wild wind wipe the smile off the smug fenland fields in Spring,
all geometrical order of all colours of the rainbow, with every colour of yellow;
jaundice danger once in this region and others in the days before the good old
National Health Service - NHS today. Today every baby tested for it to keep it away
as well as jaudiced opponents too of the NHS in throughout the whole of the UK.
You blow me away autumn breeze
Starting off warm and then cooling
Jade jacket or black cherry coat fooling
What to wear is a song wind choosing
And the leaves jingle a farewell
Dancing a dreamy jaundice jig mid air
Beauty in an abandoned snail shell
Or half naked bushes trees as well
October you play me so
Like a silver flute or brown cello
You give birth to fall’s hope
Beautiful pause from summer’s cloak.
Cancer may redefine your life
or cause you to do so
but it does not define you
It is not you, by definition
in fact it is the anti-you
It may invade, destroy, usurp
your physical self
may distort, cloud, hijack
your mind
may jaundice and weaken
your emotional state
but it does not touch your spirit
cannot affect your soul
(April 1, 2009)
Glenn Peirson, July 22/65 - November 10/2009
managed by Ellyn Peirson, mother
I see you there,
Across from me,
In a corner people's eyes seldom reach,
Two jaundice yellow globes part a matted sheet,
A patchwork tapestry of deception and despair,
Woven from a lonely soul,
I walk to you,
Driven by your fearless smile,
Yet daunted by your hollow stare,
"Spare some change for the train Sir?"
The train I fear follows a different line,
As the tracks run up his bony arms,
Pity sets in with the sound of falling coins,
On a cracked concrete floor
I was never fond of the word or the color
it reminded me of ceiling stains in cheap hotels
infinite shades of latrine piss
bony cigarette fingertips
grandpa's stage 4 jaundice
the forever scar of cowardice...
I'm contemplating painting the kitchen
in this forbidden color.
I'll have to think on it a while
...it's a critical decision
maybe the most important of my existence.
The evolution of my inbred forgiveness and
hobbled optimism heavily depends upon it.
Nasty mouth replaces height
Spitting cobra fangs – spitting bullying rude
Standing teapot: hands-on-hips
Anger drains her colour into jaundice
A pretty face warped by scowls
Tells not asks – never thanks
An aggressive project every day
Snappy woofing snarling
“Assertive” apparently
Cloudy clear paranoia
Why would you do that! What did he want!
Looking, pleading for a snap, a bicker, a voice poke
Behind poison, a quickly spreading core of empty sadness,
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