Short Making Poems
Short Making Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Making by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Making by length and keyword.
Hello sun, do ya' mind?
Your stare is making me go blind.
And as my pupils start to shrink,
I wonder why you never blink.
LOVE IS BLIND
I love making pictures
with words...
For all to see;
The idea and poem is
all one...in my reality
making an orange Julius
and marmalade too
a favorite of Florida
my palate smiles
sizzling citrus
juicy fruit
orange
I
Saw the
Little birds
Chirping nearby
And making their nests
Guessed in my mind
The spring-glows
surely
Sound...
John Frederick of the Lewis dynasty
profligacy his legacy
obsessive detail&useof gouache
so making viewers teeth knash
If being who you are today
is making you feel faint.
What makes you think you'll be fulfilled,
by being who you ain't.
A baseball team inspires fear
but will they return to making beer
when they see Roki Sasaki?
The Brewers of Milwaukee.
Here comes the mighty,
and omnipotent of all
making His people
shine and dance with only tools,
of felicity and love
Those Dreams
Making demands
Stark unreality
Doors stay closed~windows open wide
Nightmares
Felito Cruz
while undoubtedly making the news
something has shed
the Donald, informed, will happily call for his head.
Explosion, burning fireballs sail aloft;
Meteor begins descent;
God’s paint glob hits canvas.
What is love? Is it loving? Is it making love? Is it feeling? No, it's simply being.
Picnic by Jimmy Boom Semtex
the sun threw a sidearm ray
that bounced off the surface many-times~
sank before making the bay
7-9-7 syllable count
you can be that stand
top of a can
giving a helping hand
making plans
for all good you do
SOMEONE
TO
LOOKS UP TOO
THATS YOU
it was a summer night
moon was bright
my cloths was tight
tho we had a fight
making up like no other
we were
BUS STOP LOVER
Synchronized feelings
Surround our very beings
Making us as one
Together, we’ll forge ahead
Hand in hand forever more
I fired a hot and steaming bun
with an isotope of cinnamon,
no longer into people making,
my attention turned to baking.
as i drift to sleep
nightmares entagle me
making joy fleed in its presence
steal my nightmares away?
share your dreams?
Form:
Let the snow fall on your head
Making you wish that you were dead
Let it numb you head to toe
Feeling like the fallen foe
Let the snow fall on your head
Making you wish that you were dead
Let it numb you head to toe
Feeling like the fallen foe
do you see
my love key
do you see me and you
making love too
to you see your self free
what will it be
WHAT DO YOU SEE IN ME
Hedge abot Pledge to Leep From Ledge
we would have to hedge
about us making a pledge
channel we must dredge
Jim Horn
Please don’t be sad,
It’s making me feel bad,
Because we should at least be glad
There’s really nothing to make us go mad.
My heart is going away from me
How do i do away with me
The inside war is underway
The white forces still making the day
However I drank
Possibly too much
Several times
You can only
Make a fool of yourself
For so long before
You believe it