Short Mad Poems

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


Don'T Be Mad

am just a friend
take this in
hope you come back
put hate on the rack
loveing you a fact
sorry i made you sad
DON'T BE MAD


Premium Member Cry Mad Happy

CRY MAD HAPPY

shall I cry I'm sad
so when I am mad I yell
what happen. Happy

Written by James Edward Lee Sr. 2018©
Form: Haiku

Madly in love

Won't lovers revolt now
I'm mad, I am somehow
Mad? Am I madam
I really must have him
For I'm madly in love with thou
Form: Limerick

Colour the Air Mad

She alone
climbs the precipice
the sword poised
above
delicious desire
torn fingers paint
the moment
colour the air
Mad!

Premium Member Mad Money

MAD MONEY

what if gold were blue
how $ad monetary ' 
if it were still green

11/6/18
written by James Edward Lee Sr.©2018
Form: Haiku


Premium Member Corporate America's Mad

The economy's gone bad

  Corporate America's mad

    Go back to work and be glad

      ~ Your money or your life, Comrade
Form: Monorhyme

Tears of the Offended

Fee-fi-fo-fum,
I smell the tears of an offended one,
Be they mad, or be they insulted
I'll drink their tears to quench my thirst.
© Greg Fultz  Create an image from this poem.

Mad

Man mad very bad hopes no end
they are very hard never bend. 
Money money playing each and all
some could gain but most they fall.
Form: Rhyme

Speeches and leeches

Speeches peaches,
Just like leeches,
Sucking my blood,
Sucking my nards,
It’s really hards,
Just like a rock,
They’re in my sock!
Form: Epic

Mad As Hell

you did wrong
hard for me to gone on
i got drank stone
what you did am
am burning  my minds turning
am
can't you tell
MAD AD HELL

Gone Mad

I haven't gone mad,
I was always mad,
your memory doesn't work,
you're mad!!


*not really a poem as such, I know, but worth reading
© Nick Trim  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Mad Bull

if you hear wind chimes blows his nose like a mad bull~ our world twists to leaves
Written: February 07, 2023
© Sotto Poet  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Haiku

Premium Member A Mad Cackle

Chipped nail polish on Halloween,
the witch’s giggle so obscene;
A mad cackle,
that fiery crackle;
It’s the next trend in the magazine.
Form: Limerick

It’s February

It’s February
the soft stones
are still hard
among the eaves
clinging to the river

Premium Member hopping mad

there once was a cook kangaroo

who escaped an animal zoo

but a bread bubble gin

did fortunately win

head chef at a circus revue.
Form: Limerick

Mad Race

Point,
an arrow,
straight line,
vast space around,
objective,
also a straight line to point,
lost badly in space,
leaving me in mad race.

Premium Member Mad Song Iii

They slide right off the tongue, if I may be so bold. Oh, wait a bit; that’s drool, not spit. It’s tough when you get old.
© Jeff Kyser  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Other

Don'T Be Mad At Me

you seen so sad
and thats bad
you've been had
wake from this hate stuff
am the one you can trust
i will work for you too
for free
DON'T BE MAD AT ME

Premium Member I'm Not Mad

I'm Not Mad

Tolerance
Is Lack Of
Sensitivity.

But I'm A
Madman!

I'm a Moonman!

I LOVE the
MOOOOOOOON!

-Gray Squirrel

10-31-2024

ICED For Alex Jeffery Pretti

Situation climaxed for Pretti, bad
Worse day the poor guy ever had
Murdered in the street 
ICE turned up the heat
Now America is Pretti got-damn mad
Form: Limerick

One Mad Summer Afternoon

Forgetting to hold my breath, 
I was swept away in an ocean
Of passion and futility, 
Without any thought of resuscitation.

Cynthia
Poetry I Motion

Beyond Mad Max

Beyond Mad Max

Australian actor Mel
Phoned his wife to give her hell.
Unknown to Gibson she recorded his rant
And we all got to hear his unholy chant.
Form: Clerihew

MAD

Mentally insane person or a wily wise sage?
Alternating between tackling worldly or mystical matters
Diminishing the fine line between madness and genius.
Form: Acrostic

Premium Member Mad Am I Madam

Was it a car or a cat I saw
that jumped the curb in contempt of law?
Mad? Am I madam!
Bare is macadam-
No signs of auto tire or cat paw!
Form: Limerick

Premium Member Fighting Mad

Little leprechaun is fighting mad
Irish of course, so big and bad
Someone tooted in his beer
Swung around and used their rear
He’s determined to make others sad
Form: Rhyme

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