Short Liability Poems

Short Liability Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Liability by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Liability by length and keyword.


Premium Member If Smiles Were Not Free

If smiles were not free,
Could they tax you and me?
Is happiness a luxury?
In Monopoly, there is a tax for such a frivolous activity.
Is sadness and pain a liability?
If so, can you claim it as deduction retroactive to the day you were a baby?
Form: Rhyme


Balance Sheet

Time is a balance sheet,
Assets and Liabilities,
Time in asset,time out liability,
Asset over liability equal like a balance sheet,
In Asset no change,liability no change,
No debtors no creditors and no bankruptcy,
Time in and time out equal,a strong balance sheet!

I Let You Down In the Worst Way

I let you down 
in the worst way
i was the only one there
but i did conceived you 
under matrimonial promises  
assurances that never came 
rendering no considerable light  
liability is no comfort when 
no one takes responsibility
for the little life that needs
love
Form: Bio

Premium Member Longevity SK

Longevity 

Living a 
Libertine
Lifestyle is usually a
Liability when it comes to achieving
Longevity. However, one might be
Lucky to
Live
Long enough if they take a
Laxative occasionally to keep their systems
Lubricated and rid themselves of their toxic
Licentiousness.

Valentine

V otive offering to fealty
A nnual dividend of loyalty
L ease to increase Love's equity
E arnest capital funding perpetuity
N otarized statement guaranteeing fidelity
T endered bond yielding longevity
I  nsurance premium covering each liability
N et value of past year's annuity
E mbassy of good will and amity
Form: Acrostic


Guilty By Association

Am I guilty by association?
Well at least that`s how it looks.
And because shes in my family.
They think we both are crooks.
But I cannot confirm.
And nor can I deny.
Anything she might of done.
I`m not her alibi.
And if that`s how they feel.
Then I can clearly see.
How I might of turned.
Into a liability.
© Jodi Daly  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

Thwelt Di Nwe

Not can accepted horses are running
That happened on the road, not different time
How distance was, on nearest hanged clothes, was
Dead body’s smell, unforgettable
Wherever, you will have in target zone
Else, how could do in the manner of art for your life?
Living, love, liability, or ing thinking
I knows, the momentum of God, spot of me


Thwelt Di Nwe

Giving An Alibi

G-iving an alibi or reason 
R-esults to another miscue; 
E-xcuses are just flimsy, 
T-hey have little worth or value. 
H-ow can giving an alibi 
E-xempt one from liability? 
L-iars are fathered by Satan, as they have no plausibility. 

T-welfth of February Monday, 
A-dmit your lapse neath the sky; 
G-auzy plea pleases not God, 
R-efrain from giving an 
A-libi.
Form: Acrostic

Virtuous Or Vicious

No words,
no thoughts,
remained unkissed, unwed
by a shapeless white death.
Still under the spell,
I squatter before the moon,
peeling off, to receive
the ultimate.

I am trying,
to find the roots,
of unknown.
Breaking protocol, for a
moron liability, unclouding
the dark sky. It was homecoming
of a Michelangelo to repeat
the performance.

I want to write
a dirty poem


Satish Verma.
art
Form: ABC

Premium Member Longevity

Another sweet note from the A.A.R.P. Seems those folks want to insure me I’m worth only the most limited liability But eligible for their lowest monthly fee They say there is a lifetime guarantee I wouldn’t be around to check and see If they had looked up my family tree They’d know I have plenty of longevity So I’m passing them up on this monthly.
Written May 27, 2022

X-I Commandments, the Lost Lamentations

X.I commandments, the lost lamentations

thou shalt witness infomercials
thou shalt carry unknown desires 

thou shall sign away contentment
thou will discover liability 

thou shall not have read small print
thou percentage will approach thy age

thou shalt cry with lacrimation
thou salt will crust thy face

thou shalt stare into nothingness and
to thy credit, thou will know human folly

© Goode Guy 2012-04-13
© Goode Guy  Create an image from this poem.
Form:

Humanity - An Observation

I put a man on the moon
… I helped

I carried flame across the sky
… Without a net

I took Heaven’s obsolete virginity
And displayed the taking
On a billion TV screens

For I am God’s child
And what there is, is mine

Mine to take
Mine to hold

Mine to stand by and watch die

I can do no wrong
For I define right

And I deny liability
For the past

The future is mine to expect …

Regardless

Treasure of a Woman

they hang loose
body, in front of it's frame
assets
a liability in the making
fancied by men
for they are sure delight

they come in different
sizes and shapes
color 
and texture too
some are muscular
others as soft as your jell-o
loosen out a bit
men's eyes will surely brighten up.


From Me:
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EMPTY POT ARITHMETIC

The aluminum lid he lifted.  
Polished clean? Hunger struck back!
“Your days are numbered,” he vowed 
To a woman who counted not coins, but breaths.  
“Did I drink with your money?”  
“No. You drank our supper.”  
“You sit at home without a job.”  
“You take loans. They disgrace me.”  
Co-operative shame on her doorstep.  
He called her liability.  
She called for freedom from foolishness.  
Both broke. Both bleeding pride.

Make a Mountain Out of a Molehill

M-ake a mountain out of a molehill
I-n May thirtieth warm day; 
C-ome and treat a trifling matter, 
H-aving a great value in any way.
E-vade belittling the ants, 
L-earn a lesson from them instead; 
L-ook! they can carry bigger things in unity, 
E-ven if they have no king or head.

C-onvert garbage into gold, 
A-void disparaging anyone at will; 
C-reate an asset out of a liability, 
H-ave to make a mountain
O-ut of a molehill.
Form: Acrostic

Disgraceful

When someone passed the baton to me…

I realized that my struggles were a liability after all. 

My audience is captivated. 

Awaiting for my hidden talent to shine. 

It is my turn. 

To stutter.

I always worried about having to confess. 
 
But the truth is now clear to them. 

I cannot defend myself from their assumptions.

I cannot even speak. 

It’s a miracle that I made it this far.

It’s a disgrace that I made it this far.

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Women of Worth

Women of worth and 
substance
do not see great men as 
hinderance.
Men of might and 
matchless quality,
do not see weak women as 
liability.

Men who say all women 
are bitches
must have fallen into self-
made ditches.
Women can be your 
greatest asset,
abusing them could make 
you regret.



Those who say all men are 
the same,
should bow their heads in 
shame.
It show they are making a 
mistake,
that is causing them 
constant heartbreak.
Form: ABC

Hostility to Humility


However flash need a dash of humility

Whenever rash need a splash of civility

If ever brash need panache & nobility

However much ability can be a liability

Forever a proclivity for mental fragility

Senility forget the limits of their capability

When you flunk debunk the junk of hostility

Abash at that dash and lash was just trash

To really become cricketing divinity for infinity

If you blow make a hash of it show a bit of humility
Form: Monorhyme

Dreamland

Dreamland; a place of no boundaries. A place of several consequences, most in the light of morning. Sleepless escape, not from reality. The meaning unclear, the importance not. My mind is... absent. Void of liability, full of opportunity. Depths of night pass in mere seconds. There is my mother. Standing on grass, cracked and dehydrated. There for me. Blood in her ear, this is not real. Awaken relieved, albeit lonely. My mind still attached to the night, even in the sunrise.
Form:

Go back

Open blue sky and fresh flowers around,
Vibrant but enthralling that surround,
Unchained, untied, nothing to bother,
Much leisure and a long time to ponder.
There are no paths to go back.
Go back to the springtime of life.
Hold on tight to encounter many more in life.
Don't take the chance to lose your track.
No wonder! It feels like giving up the charge.
Responsibility and liability are undetachable.
Walk bravely, no matter how kind or harsh,
Head up and smile, as it is inevitable.
© Judith Ao  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

Go back

Open blue sky and fresh flowers around,
Vibrant but enthralling that surround,
Unchained, untied, nothing to bother,
Much leisure and a long time to ponder.
There are no paths to go back.
Go back to the springtime of life.
Hold on tight to encounter many more in life.
Don't take the chance to lose your track.
No wonder! It feels like giving up the charge.
Responsibility and liability are undetachable.
Walk bravely, no matter how kind or harsh,
Head up and smile, as it is inevitable.
© Judith Ao  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

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