Short Malady Poems
Short Malady Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Malady by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Malady by length and keyword.
The Hands Around my neck
Increasing its hold with every second
Malady of Kronos
Emit a cry for yesterday'
Clocks aren't all that bad
Juvenility meets senility
Childlike to childish formality
Nursing home abnormality
Inmates extend hospitality
I run as if they have a malady
a calamitous catastrophe
mysterious malefic malady
cataclysmic and unlucky
disastrous deeds, seemingly deadly
hurricane shaking up land beside the sea
CAPTCHA---TIS
This never ending birdsong's rhapsody
If it can see my heart,there's no melody
So come tonight, heal this pale malady.
Captcha Contest of Judy Konos
Apr 4, 2015
I am a certian type of variety..
Steadfast conceptualized impiety..
Aware of nonchalantly..
Best not to a malady.
Shallow is the roots of ryegrass.
Slow is the fermented yeast mash.
No ladies, these bugs, not quite.
Asian lady beetles
Little thugs: they like to bite!
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An American 767, like a haiku, and must include a reference to a bug
malady of man
he'd prefer walking through fire
than to lift his veil
Date written and posted: 05/26/2019
you choose amnesia
self inflicted malady
I am the healer
term of endearment
now given to another
you try to forget
my fragrance lingers
love fights for recognition
sweet awakening
Eileen Manassian
She pretends to care
Written emotion lies to all
The core of her is rancid
Her center made of fantasy
She tries to impress all
With saccharin sickly prose
The woman turns a blind eye
Her true intentions revealed
Student Procrastinator
Grammar
Crammer
Multiple Casino Guy
Scrambler
Gambler
Casino Loser
Lamer
Gamer
A Playboy’s Malady
Fun guy
Fungi
Slasher in Prison
Knifer
Lifer
April 27, 2021
Absolute distress, living in darkness,
Trust His perfect ways to cure,
Anticipate sickness !
Written on 19/6/14
Kimo - 10/7/6
Sponsor- PD A
Contest- A poem not entered in a contest #9
The road to Hell, I may as well
(What else have I to do?)
Is killing Time what's true to mind,
Or change my life for you?
So on I trek, is this correct;
This course of action taken?
Malady will thus infect
Should I be, alas! mistaken
Creep, oh centipede!
A malady to my cornea.
Like kernels a decoy
In my Eden realm.
I'm infuriate to civility
Just us serenity intervene.
Serendipity smock my bones
In solitude.
Here it is, your servitude
Of search.
*Image of Vertigo Exercise by MOAP.
Astuteness
Permitted
Nobel Ethical
Offering Pleasing Beaming
Positive Altruism Hostile Malady
Appalling Begging Cheating
Thievish Tricky
Forbidden
2022 August 07
Mindful Yond Caged Primate's
A nose malady
autumn smells of burning leaves
inhalers handy
smoky trails wind heavenward,
‘midst sneezes I wheeze a word
Written November 12, 2022
Submitted to "Hiku, Footle, Tanka" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Brian Strand
A malady of the mind
Dominates the will
As the surging river
Overruns the mill
Omnipotent craving
The bullpen cannot hold
A temptation unremitting
Annulling principle
No affection or reason
Or threat of penalty
Can possibly deter - or -
Potentiate the will
Mother of mine
Of muted eyes
Hello, it’s me
I miss you
Blanket of malady
Dims your light
Night, fright
Who are you?
Reminisce a thought
I am your beacon
Recall, evoke
Where are you?
Echo my name
I am your son
Birth, death
I love you
Form:
Laying against the sunset with gloomy song of old
Overcame you star of my dream all the malice of my age
Very lonely there I was years and days before
Every moment then is counted love as your dawn as my rise
Malady
Elapsed
And the magic cure is you
Nice and sweet
Nameless grace of night
as i
lay outside
in a carriage
as a
baby
so said
they that
i started
to
cry
rushing
to see what
malady had
stricken
me
they
found
none but
me not
screaming
looking
into the cloudless
sky i was
i saw
no one knows
laughing
maybe god
was playing
with
a yoyo
Form:
When darkness makes the mind grow drear,
And when the heart is ruled by fear,
You are my Light...
When weakness triumphs over me,
And troubles me my malady,
You are my Might...
When problems come into my life,
And I am filled with hurt and strife,
You are my Knight.
06.01.2020
taunted trees drunk
fostered felon gulp
bounty breeze served
leering lusty lurch
saucy summer tossed
per punctured pores
pruning pulpy puke
altering vying view
dark dances drew
nosy nature smirks
moaning mockery's verge
dainty drips athirst
same mystic malady
belching feelings breed.
'20:02:08:18:51
BREAK-UP
So it’s over
I feel nothing
All along I thought it was,
Something special,
But nothing?
So what was I afraid of?
The dark has come and gone
And I wasn’t even tough,
Just slept and woke up at noon
And you were gone!
I felt healthy, completely cured!
Of the malady, vagary, misery, vanity!
Yes, all gone!
Thank God!!
Feeling empty
sometimes, no time
sometimes, really sham.
I got here a hundred pesos
for haircut, one week
still here my wallet.
The reason, is sore
feet, a gout, terribly
pinning me at home.
If only like
machine I could
change one for cure.
Life is standoff
all schedule cancelled
because of this malady.
Rolling eyes
Clock never stops.
This old routine,
Stuck in a while…
A sick malady
Unwanted gut feel
Scrambled thoughts
Fluttering in the breeze
Grains of sand,
A confusion in mind.
Innumerable whispers,
Following around.
My unseen ghost,
A disturbing premonition.
I need answers!
On my white sheet of paper.
The sunflowers are heavy this year.
Gold has had iron added to it.
The fat round capitula
are seeded with a leaden density,
and bend to an inward gravity.
The great yellow florets are glorious
as ever,
but the heliotropes
seem now to turn listlessly
and the sun is masked
as if veiled by some malady,
or a rumor of one.