Short Leeching Poems
Short Leeching Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Leeching by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Leeching by length and keyword.
Rogue, conniving, greedy leeching tick
Smells of money's fresh ink, makes me sick
Tailored suits, polished shoes
Bet you have green stool ooze!
Money makes green blood, sweat, tears and tricks!
For the lawyer limerick by Carolyn D.
Categories:
leeching, funnygreen,
Form:
Limerick
this drains me
falling away
leeching from the source
they can't wait to rend your soul
to kill your chances
one more time
but you couldn't read it in the papers
hear it on the radio
let me explain
or maybe not
just throw yourself
at my face
r.thom'10
Categories:
leeching, angst, introspectionme,
Form:
I do not know?
silhouettes of stray dogs on the horizon
strut about the streets
a cold eastern wind blows
bringing cruel june's heat
as I lay in bed forgotten and alone
my skin rots off, I turn to bone
vermin gather to feast
vultures out the window
maggots leeching out
i have wasted my life
Categories:
leeching, anger, angst, dark, destiny,
Form:
Free verse
there once was a time
when i had value---
a worthy member
of society---
a respected entity;
but that was
when i was a young twig…
today i am seen as a dying
aged tree---a burden
stifling society---
a worthless stock,
leeching a monthly
survival stipend
intoxicant (SSI):
tomorrow I will try to pawn
my “forty years of service”
watch.
Categories:
leeching, analogy, hurt, irony, life, old,
Form:
Rhyme
On both sides of drunk,
on both sides of sober,
both sides of the truth
and both sides a lie
lie the two of us.
You own the license to my pain,
I hold the leasehold to your wounds,
we hunger for the ritual
embedded in our souls,
fractures that won't heal.
We can't breathe but what
we're bleeding,
leeching out the worst
of how we feel.
Categories:
leeching, confusion
Form:
Verse
On both sides of drunk
and on both sides of sober,
both sides of the truth
and both sides a lie
lie the two of us.
You own the license to my pain,
I hold the leasehold to your wounds,
we hunger for the ritual
embedded in our souls,
bruises that won't heal.
We can't breathe but what
we're bleeding,
leeching out the worst
of how we feel.
Categories:
leeching, life,
Form:
Verse
On both sides of drunk
and on both sides of sober,
both sides of the truth
and both sides a lie
lie the two of us.
You own the license to my pain,
I hold the leasehold to your wounds,
we hunger for the ritual
embedded in our souls,
bruises that won't heal.
We can't breathe but what
we're bleeding,
leeching out the worst
of how we feel.
Categories:
leeching, dark,
Form:
Verse
On both sides of drunk
and on both sides of sober,
both sides of the truth
and both sides a lie
lie the two of us.
You own the license to my pain,
I hold the leasehold to your wounds,
we hunger for the ritual
embedded in our souls,
contusions that won't heal.
We can't breathe
but what we're bleeding,
leeching out the worst
of how we feel.
Categories:
leeching, depression
Form:
Verse
How do I compare to thee
Your intransience knows no bounds
Id gesticulate more often than not
Your red pattern dress
Your Yes is a No
You're darndest to know
You're like a Newfoundland
leeching unreson
Your everyones bosom except mine
You turn me into wilderness
I do not know my heart ?
I am left speechless
On the morning of your coming
you leave me dumb confounded
Categories:
leeching, anxiety,
Form:
Sonnet
DEATH SUMS #2
Feel fatigue spread in heavy sighs,
Feeble as dread falters and cries.
Feel leeching pulse that pokes and chokes,
Loss of impulse in final stroke.
Plunge into void dark angel styles,
What life avoids now end game files.
Strangle sans choice in dying lot,
Frozen the voice bereft of thought.
~~~~~~~~~
Leon Enriquez
30 January 2016
Singapore
Categories:
leeching, allusion,
Form:
Couplet
Living in the moment
Intertwined with caution
Fondling with death
Endless absent-minded absorption
Innocent and naïve
Silent but deadly
Arrogant misconception
Phenomenal credibility
Reality sets harsh
Immediate results
Various humans scrambling
Incompetent lives ran up
Leeching to get upstairs
Entitled to nothing worthwhile
God hawks their sorrow
Eventually guiding them back down
Categories:
leeching,
Form:
Acrostic
Sad story stains
Spread sensuous strain
Nude naughty name
Burdens brisk blame
Such squeaky sounds
Proud pleasure pounds
Glimpse grumpy gain
Pride plunders pain
Leeching last light
Niche nasty night
Rich rapture ripe
Proud pleasures pipe
Such sad surprise
Pain pickles prize
Huge hate hustles
Big blaze bustles
End echoes etch
Sticky smudge sketch
Leon Enriquez
09 September 2017
Singapore
Categories:
leeching, allusion,
Form:
Alliteration
It’s a searing, wordless pain to be unsure of my own identity
Lost in the day to day, shackled by the ins and outs of my stoic life
Mirrors look back at me, a hazily dreampt structure of a face without a name
Leeching naivety distorts common sense, never revealing a world of cloaked wicked intentions
I study myself until my eyes crack, in search of a semblance of recognition
Though it seems I am just and idea crafted by a bleeding heart
Categories:
leeching, angst, deep, feelings, how i feel,
Form:
Free verse
How do I compare to thee?
Your intransience knows no bounds
Id gesticulate more often than not
Your red Mantra dress knows no warmth
Your like a mermaid uncaught
You're darndest to know
You're like a Newfoundland
Leeching perilous unreason
Your everyone’s confidante except mine
You turn me into wilderness
I do not know my heart?
I am left speechless
On the morning of your coming
you leave me dumb confounded
Categories:
leeching, anxiety,
Form:
Sonnet
Casualty of Loss
Drifting in murky waters
shadows lengthening
with sorrow’s darkness blight.
Cobwebbed remembrances
take flight, taking with it
prism’s life-light
Shades of gloom
mist yonder shores
obscuring vision, while
leeching into the life source
stagnating the living waters.
Cruel fate laps brutally
against the sands of time
while memories smother
and are swept away
on death borne
callus waves
Lifeboat sinking
with life’s bleedings
along shadowed shores.
Categories:
leeching, death, fear, loss,
Form:
Free verse
I am the evil poet
Evil spells conjured
Nine love potions
Potent incantations
Written on scrolls
Bleeding ceaselessly
To bleed is to live
To write is to breathe
With every breath taken
More evil awakened
Devils on the shoulders
Cant be shaken
No mistaking for Christmas
Ghosts the leeching hosts
Life force sucked
Not able to duck
Can’t escape the chase
The noxious race
Ballet of death
“No rest for the wicked”
A snake laying in a
Thicket of lies
Categories:
leeching, introspection, life, love, evil,
Form:
I do not know?