Short Little(A) Poems

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


Night Life

Nightlife

I have a little secret,
Kept.
I have nothing. I cannot keep.
Bound by four walls.
Messy hair. Dirty sheets,
bright lips in dark corners.
I have little a secret.

"trick or treat"?


Sadness

So little a lie, so huge a pain
And all the nights that pass by
Deeply wound this fragile heart again
Not much can be said by your lie
Except that it drove me insane
So little a lie
So huge a pain
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Squirmy Little Night Crawler-

squirmy night crawler how a little, dirt digging digs the morning lawn ~ squirmy night crawler little a dirt digging worm burrows in morning
8/22/21 Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2021©
Form: Haiku

Great Week

I have had a fairly good week
So far

Got plenty of beauty sleep
Eat pretty well only a couple of Burger's and Chips 
And drank relatively little a few Beers and Shots

So why do i still feel like **** 

Is it because 

Its only 8 o'clock 
Monday morning 

And I am late for work

What Happens

As you grow up you change,
A little, a lot it happens,
Even if you dont want it to,
So what changes, our style,
Our look, or our selfs,

It could be all of those, or none,
Either way it happens,
You could be hidding something 
that changed you,
Or hiding something that you changed,
From when you where little,

Or from yesterday,
But tou still changed,
No matter how small the difference is,
It just matters to you
Form:


Tales of the Pragmatic Pretender

There is a high block, 
A bending vanity,
As I splurge in the cellular
Dysfunction of the disapproved.

Assemble me, my parts swift up
Like a robotic tendency,
And I cast asleep
The sorrow of my disposition.

I am a channel,
A bolted up medium
And I can swallow little a ghoul more
Than the intake of my discharge.

Sip me down,
I, supple dilettante, 
In the shrew confuse
Of remedy’s dawn.





August 2015

Poco a Poco

Slow and steady wins the race,
Little by little,a life builds,
Moment by moment,time walks,
Age to age,I'll grow.
Learning a little everyday.
And not spending all my time in play.
And still inside me,this rule shall dwell;
For what is worth doing is worth doing well.
I'll do well,whatever I'm to do.
Slow and steady,I'll learn to know,
The supremacy of knowledge of long ago,
The principality of wisdom of time.
And in days to come,we shall see,
That life will be better for me.
Form: Rhyme

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