Short Life Society Poems
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Our last pint of life
imaginary beings
we drink our future
restless humans, sentient souls
shall the 'tweens ever embark?
Reality sowed
from the steel city to stone
out of memories
where an era in truth thrives,
lucid a mind driven pen.
© Harry J Horsman 2013
jumbo jet
oversized panties
biggie fries
husky jeans
we are larger than ever
bigger more pronounced
more jumbo
oversized
explains the panties
Population Control
Is on a roll
In the West.
Elsewhere, however,
Babies are--
Price-less.
Lunatic fringe
Fervent. zealous
Closed to any other information
Closed to any other possibilities
I prefer spending time with a large poisonous Puff Adder.
Rushing home
Late at night
The cemetery gates
Wide open,
Warning me to slow down.
W.A CHOLT. Copyright Fergal O Reilly. 2018.
We’re made to feel little.
Like peons on the board of life.
We’re not insignificant and interchangeable.
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: Honorable Mention 2026
Yes, In God We Trust,
but alas!
We break that trust like beehives
and poisonously sting with wrongful convictions
and destroy innocent lives !
(07.14.2025)
Max and Russell
had a tussle
on the trestle
flexing muscle
Tracks were humming
Train was coming
Struggle numbing
Unbecoming!
No need to fear
Don’t shed a tear
they’re still here
raising a beer
Cheers!
Chocobar ice cream,
Definitely the childhood of all,
Still can be found everywhere,
In the narrow streets,
And even the big malls,
Can we get some, Mummy?
The answer was rarely- "Yes"
But after you get some,
Your tummy would be blessed!
Every morning we start to run
We feel tired of course, but son
No way to stop, Why? Others will pass us
So we run; run and run and run
From morning till night, every day
Is this a never-ending game by the way?
30/8/2021
Bite size poem no.19 contest
WHERE DO
VIVID EXPERIENCES LIE,
WITHIN THE HEARTS,
OF HUMANS GONE BORED?
AS THE SYSTEMATIC MECHANISM
OF SOCIETY HYPNOTIZES,
BUT, NEVER THE
EVER WAKING SOUL WITHIN.
WRITTEN BY, CHADWICK ANDREW VINCENT
ORIGINALLY WRITTEN IN NOVEMBER OF 2011.
No guns,
No drugs,
No outlaws,
No garbage....
Many things I would want to see rid
from my home town -
where I was born.
We have guns, drugs, outlaws, and garbage
littered everywhere.
This town needs you and I to make it right;
to make pride shine again on us.....
Farmer Fred headed into town
Seeking for his sorrow to drown
He went in the bar
Someone stole his car
Merely more misery he found
Fred is mostly a happy clown
He’s almost never feeling down
Fact known near and far
Fred, life of the bar
Covid has life turned around
some
look in
a mirror
see an unloved
child
some
like narcissus
stay in love
with a reflection
some
reflect
on life
and truth
it portends
some others
greet the
morning light
too many
others
cry at night
The paper used to be blank
He isn't anymore
Covered with ink
He lost his old beauty of white
His meaning was changed
Hoping for good, to be better
Though, He was now covered with a story
Of someone else's letters
It ended, the old jewels of his
End of his world! End of his bliss!
The streched begging bowl
Fate has dealt a harsh turn
The streets they do call home
Clean linen are but only stories
Hard pavement offers yet
But no comfort..
The future looks bleak
Hope is for the next meal
The street pastors sermons
Of a God they don't understand
Pray they do daily for a full tummy
There once a place
Filled with people from dark side
They were cold and unwilling
Some unaware life has ended
They go here and there
Or perhaps beside you
In front or at your back
Looking at you now
Going to forsaken places
May lead to a dark path
Not aware of what’ll happen
Hence will be bewitched
Earth still stained by man
churned into barren lands.
Blood thirsty for resources
leaving most little choices.
Their greed and deceit
these conflicts repeat.
They continue to dominate
using many others as bait.
They don't understand humanity's concern
but a thermonuclear war from shall learn.
Morality is well and good
and every human being should
endeavour to do what is right
and live with others in their sight.
Our conscience is a helpful guide,
an innate sense to be applied
But Jesus showed us all the way
to find forgiveness when we stray.
06.01.01
Morality Poetry Contest
Sponsor : Mark Koplin
Impurity
Where is the solidity of purity?
Where is the moral of solidity?
And the conservatism of life?
What do I see on the train at night?
Almost naked very young women.
The world has turned upside down.
Spirituality has disappeared from life.
The flesh pursues the soul, and light.
Women are more magnetic in long skirts.
Horse gallops in the park
Eats the hay in the day
Sleeps in night fully tight
To enjoy the running day.
Life is calm and quiet
To run and run is the fight
Eat jump and then relax
Run to run is the climax
This is the horse story
The more you run
The more is the glory
Of running survival.
Rohan Dhabade
Be mundane
Don't be sane
Always be lost
Give the cost
Pay for pain
Pray for rain
Suffering is beauty
Dying is duty
Don't say love
Don't look above
Ignore the guilt
Society's built
Accept the hate
Take the bait
Never think
Let yourself sink
Never care
Enjoy despair
Follow the laws
Cut out the flaws
Submit to strife
This is life
Threads, like culture,
Are woven together,
Into pieces of cloth,
Statements, stories,
Epochs of insight
And glory. Nature
Evolves despite the
Eternal light, what
Is the purpose
And point of life?
Silver skies shimmer
In our open eyes,
As the artists try
To describe color,
Lovers discover
Each other with touch,
Sewn together,
Thankful as such.