Short Misfit Poems

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Outcast

I am not a part of this group

But I can not complain,

And have no rights to scream

MISFIT;

Only “fire” in a crowded theater


Premium Member Misfit Figurine

Marvelous ancient music box,
prim guitarist on pointe shoes rocks;
A misfit figurine
not concerned how she’s seen;
Her erratic tempo is not Bach’s.
Form: Limerick

Misfit

I am nothing more than the misfit poet
Dimestore prophet
Fallen
Drunken
Lying naked in the alleyway of your heart
For you my world is bared for all to see

Premium Member Criminal Convicted Witness

CRIMINAL CONVICTED WITNESS

What's that
Bad rap

Accused
Misused

Convict
Misfit

witless 
witness


7/31/18
written  words by James Edward Lee Sr.©2018
Form: Footle

Trump Supporters Him Are Defending

Trump has supporters who him are defending;
What they have been doing is really pretending,
And a total misfit,
Who should quit,
So his awkward presidency soon will be ending.

Jim Horn
© James Horn  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Limerick


Premium Member Brandy

Ate my Halloween candy
Brother is such a dandy
Why did he do it?
He’s a real misfit
I’ll feed him some bad brandy


October 15, 2019
If I were your brother Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Bobby May
Form: Limerick

Premium Member Outcast

eccentric she was
socially awkward
somewhat paranoid
with bizarre twitches
not mixing in
an outcast 
of her own doing
a square peg
in a round hole
not fitting in



AP: Honorable Mention 2020

Misfit

A black dog 
Whining and whimpering 
Sitting at the end of the bed 
An omen 
   personification of misfortune 
Forever the dark cloud 
      looming over 
         everything I’ve loved 
Forever the killjoy

Premium Member Misfit Maiden

Marvelous magic’s meant to be;
Melani, not melancholy;
Dark is not the madness in me;
Measured? maybe; Measured? maybe;

Mastered the macabre that’s within,
muted miles of emotion;
A myriad of feminine,
misfit maiden, misfit maiden.
Form: Monorhyme

A Dream Is a Wish Your Heart Makes

Cinderella, a misfit from her family
after a long day of work
locks herself up in her room
with her animal friends

Waiting for a prince
to take her away from her miserable cellar
and letting her animal friends stay
This is how I feel today

Games

Games Games Games
I prefer sports to life
Your so nice to my face	
Negative tongues once I say “bye”
All the words, offers, actions were fake
Found out when you ignore me point blank
I could lie and say I don't care
Misfit for life
All you'll do is stare
© Lynn Dolly  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

The Hidden Truth Pt 2

"We are hurting and our familie's are in much too much blue."  But no-doubt like a
    group of misfit children...we only call upon you to clear away the bluess-ss and tho
    you do, we are never satisfied enough to accept this as the...."Hidden Truth...!!!.."
Form: Epitaph

Poor Little Scammer,

Poor lil scammer... Poor little scammer, ironic the twist, you trudge into heaven, yer not on the list, a con man is conned , at the end of the day, ironic the twist, and it wont go away, un-blest little misfit, not doing ok, just pist... Don
Form: Rhyme

Unfit

Although I did my bit,I feel more like a misfit;
They said that I was clever,I've lived life like a dimwit.
                                                              --- Princefreakasso
                                                                  (Artist and Poet)
Form: Couplet

Premium Member The Magick Of A Misfit Huitain

Candle wax drips calcified tears, 
riptides of dreams burst boundaries;
Drops become circles never squares;
Out of the box locked in a freeze
with rough edges it aims to please;
There’s no hiding their benefit,
claws can rip apart arteries;
That’s the magick of a misfit.
Form: Other

I'M Not Just a Girl

the term China girl

reduces me 
to nobody 
defines me
by my skin color
singles me out
as a misfit 

it strips me
of all that I am--
poet 
college graduate
the “it” girl
the beauty and brains

which matters not
to you--
in your world
I’m only a girl
with no worth attached

To My Secret Admirer

i get you,
your obscure words
meaning the world to me.
your innocence
very dear to me.
yes i get you…

meanwhile,
my cursory mind
rests at the feet of forbearance
misfit to feel your longing.

i hold back 
for my strictures are strong.
but i feel it,
the intense you.

-gurumali
© Guru Mali  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member Eyes Lit On Fire Twilight Tribute

Misfit always out of step with the world,
Outsider longing to run forever;
Then into my reticent life you twirled; 
Proximity my only endeavor;
Eyes lit on fire and my appetite swirled,
there was no confusion whatsoever; 
The vampire in me kindled a sparkle,
Edward Cullen please make me immortal.

Withholding

He told me.
He showed me.
Boldly.
Without knowing.
Withholding.
Right now in this moment I’m a Distant misfit.
My muse isn’t finished.
The universe laughs And it told me. 
The universe is going to show me.
I was going against the universe boldly.
Without knowing.
So now the universe withholds me.

It Seems Strange

As I live this life,
the events, people,
things in surroundings,
feel this isn't home.
I don't belong here!

All seems so strange!
Why am I here?
It feels a dream.
I will wake up!

Fifty years,
still not sure,
many doubts!

I feel
misfit

now
Ist position in Brain's All yours(24) contest

Date : 1/12/2021

Firecrakers

Flushes in steps
Bloomed to a violet
Present to live in past
Yet future’s tune
Song of broken chain

Mishaps brought over
Called misfit stars
Swirled and mend
To be on the edge

Stumped in waves
Revealed in prays
Nevertheless a vine
Crawled in frames
Lit by whomp

Become - space less-
Can it be re-happening
-on the same frame-

Premium Member Social Misfit

Social Misfit By: Tom Wright 8/10/00 I don't intermingle much Not born or bred to be, But became this way. Out of Satan's clutch, I'll remain what you see, This, I'll bravely say. My comfort zone, A bottomless rut, A mundane life to most. But some are prone, to cause feelings in my gut, not becoming of a host.
© Tom Wright  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Lyric

Premium Member A Bucketful of Misfits

A bucketful of misfits
that is what we were
Traveling in pirate seas
Waiting for our chances
To stop hitting each other

We had swords and axes
And we were not afraid to use them
Some did not make it
The ones who did were the 
most aggressive

By the time we arrived to
treasure island I was the only
one left. The truest bluest
misfit of all. Aargh!

Stumbling

Earthquake
  
  There is a lot of mumbling and shaking
  Can`t you all see?
  Blind bats agonize thee?
  What a felony of misfit

  Where is the earthquake?
  Can`t you all see?
  Diminishing reasons beyond thee.
  Stopping all you thought of me!

  I see the earthquake
  Shaking so hard, moron!
  Leave all to thee, you think?
  Agonizing indeed we see.
Form: Quatrain

Avoid Seeing the Stars

M-ay you avoid seeing the stars, 
A-lways be on guard; 
R-emain vigilant and alert, 
I-n living this life so hard. 
L-et your eyes avoid seeing the stars, 
Y-our head must not take a hit; 
N-ovember fourteenth Tuesday, be aware of the misfit. 

F-ight your way through, 
R-efrain from losing the wars; 
I-t's time to wear the helmet, 
A-void seeing the 
S-tars.
Form: Acrostic

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