Short Livings Poems
Short Livings Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Livings by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Livings by length and keyword.
Nature programs are all the rage on TV
The only thing interesting between you and me
Just one specie of millions
Livings in this pavilion
Imagine all the poop in our dungarees
© Jack Ellison 2015
Alpha of all gods,
Omega of all livings,
He is Jesus Christ.
Victorious and glorious,
Above and below.
Heaven and earth, alike,
Gleaming and shining.
Almighty God, the king,
Powerful and firm,
Invincible, forever...
In the beginning, there rose an angel
She was with the pack of passion and love
Livings presented themselves before her
All asked for nothing but favor
That was indiscrimination in creation
Passion was given as the cure
And love as the liberator
Love waves passion
The bravery of wisdom
The supervisor of dignity
Disclaiming the indentity unknowingly
Perpetrating the life of the one.
The father of justice,
Came forth to intervene.
The dumpless of sorrow,
Carelessness,carefulness and cleanliness
Calamity sent for cheating
To bestowed the life of the livings.
It is the sorrow of life
Come forth distance.
Don’t be a victim?
Thinking to run would only cause harm
Stay posted in the relm of the livings charm
Life is what speaks loudly at the peak of dawn
Making it's way
Taking charge
The burst of sun giving all a glow
Fell goods for free
That we all know
Season to season we wait
Longing for the beach place
Open air meeting the treatment spun
Bear skin shouting
Won!
Spare Moment (03/09/11)
Sentimental Journey
Ordinary bologna
Sleep on the gurney
You are so lonely
Keeps on living
And yet you live
yes you live
Keeps on livings
Oriental kaboom
Religious diamonds
Walking on Waters
Disowning a sons and daughters
Man-made religions
Wrongly made decisions
Keeps on livings
Yes you keep on giving
While you keep on living
3/21/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2020
Helium filled balloons
Rose above the weary
Casket impaled with in
The crevice onlooker’s teary
Dressed in black
No one bright
Send off to the dead
No dry eye in sight
There is always
A story to be told
Car crash death
Young or old
Sickness and disease
All ends the same
Heart stops beating
Soul loss is to blame
Adieu to the dead
Whatever path they take
Nothing is set in stone except
An epitaph for the livings’ sake
Dearest
you don't know
power of touch
Either you
or
let me touch
in both cases
it heels us.
A gentle hold
can transform
iron into gold
please break the chains
come out from pains
to hug me
or let me hug.
Sweetest
power of magical touch
makes alive non- livings
heart that is not in working mode
touch it
or let me touch
to bring it in flying mode.
On the main campus of the University of Wollongong
I saw a duck couple walking side by side
Around them were their kids, couples of little ducklings
How exciting with this scenery I felt
Which made me know that
Even these wild livings understood what love was like
but why do human beings here and there always feel confusing?
Love is not always as romantic as some people expected
Love by a simple companion is an apparent matter of fact
that exists everywhere with all lives