Short Mere(A) Poems
Short Mere(A) Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Mere(A) by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Mere(A) by length and keyword.
Here you lie
On a base
An eternity on
a pillow case
The bringer of joy
and love to all
The start of a holiday
In love we shall fall
How did you become the man
known as Valentine
Start a holiday
That would spur
quite a time
A mere a skull
stuck in a box
A martyrs death
You have surely fallen
Like a fairy caught in fire
Like a bird flying with no Air
Like a butterfly set on pyre
Like a daffodil caught in a tyre
Like all hope mere a satire
Like all dreams out on Hire
Like in ruins her every desire
Like no one is alive there to admire
Like from life She will retire
Like the system has chained her with a wire
Hubba hubba Honeys
went on a cruise.
Hubbba hubba Honeys
got all the moves.
Hubba hubba Honey
Who was I to refuse.
And the whole Damn scandal
Made the headline news. OOOOWW.
Hubba hubba Honeys
give mere a rush.
And when were together
We get that crush.
Hubba hubba Honeys
Are the sweetest stuff.
Because I'd rather be lucky
than to call it love. OOOOWW
So ridiculous.
When my dreams fly away ,
to the shores of the fathomless;
I wonder.
How much was my pain culpable?
To those ,
Who just knew I prevailed.
And never lived,
my life unknown.
How much lost was your sight of the mind?
How much depth did your heart carry?
So mere a space -
that can't hold anything of what I weigh.
I am solo a soul.
I finally live like a bird that is free -
To dance on the broken pieces of the mirror
that showed my in , on it.
Waking up and shaking up
Running up for the daily dose
Drying up is every rose
Dying up is every rose
Drugs and thugs ruining lives
Selling smiles and all knives
It's not to give you joy
It's mere a deathful toy
Waiting out with their ploy
Getting in trap every girl and boy
People selling drugs in convoy
Police Sirens all over the town
The thugs free with no mask or gown
Killing humans without a frown
Police Sirens all over the town
An open heart of wonder
an equal part of sorrow
if given life upon breathing
then life is worth living
as today follows through to tomorrow.
sadness will wake this holds true
and everything you dream of
lie but a heartbreak away
if given a chance
do dare take it
choices pose two ways
for life is mere a flip side of death
and even in the shadows, you will know
which or what to choose.
It`s just a game of chance, after all
life is fifty-fifty at best!…