Short Moan Poems
Short Moan Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Moan by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Moan by length and keyword.
They say "he is a wise man".
But, he could not stop
His feed-ups with life.
He had complained few times
In the last two hours.
From the moment my fingers traced my skin
Til the second I moaned,
It was your face on my mind
For 'Be Mine' Contest by Regina McIntosh
prone
alone
so lonely
solely for him
pained pale limping heart
our love now quit
no visit
no phone
moan
No highlights today
My family's away
I miss them more than I can say
So, why do I moan ...
When they are home
~ I've no time for a poem
stealing booty arti-
fact oats from a
cut-up maybe's micro buy-one
brain cache is like abhorring a
clashing washboard
knight in your weird new
beer view mirror
Happy birthday, Sister Hazel,
The beacon appears in the sky;
Let this moment be fine and well,
Without tears of moan from your cry.
Topic: Birthday of Hazel Rondolo(March 07)
Take me back
My soul's time has come
Take me back
Youth I long
My old soul is close to death
Scared now-take me back
( This poem is written in a Shadoma format which isn't listed in the drop box choices)
Old age hasn't turned out the way I imagined
Thought I'd be surrounded by young fillies, what happened?
In the old folks home
They just babble and moan
Instead of “ride 'em cowboy” methinks they've come unfastened
aah…
you say
a tensed note
almost unheard
but in that one moan
time comes to a standstill
for rapture forgets the past
needs no future to give it hope
it simply is, expands, fills, abducts
takes us to an edgeless place and beyond
When the winds moan and the
Leaves began to fall,
Dying from the frost
In the time of autumn
As the colors began to spill
The wind find there call as
The moon turns cold
And the wind moan
The gray sky cries
As the trees weep…
A slight moan
Turns into a wail
That lets out into a scream
The scream seems endless
As does the pain
Unbearable agony
That you must live
The tears are streaming
Down your battered face
You taste blood in your mouth
It blocks your throat
You choke
It's over.........
Tried and tested by a virus, novel
I sit by the hearth of my lowly hovel
Taxed some more, without relief
Our kings, of their infallibility, grow in belief
Stimulus packages to the Lords
Home based care for the lowly sods
Dynastic games they play
The masses can only moan and pray
This bed’s supporting limbs
do not sleep like the log
they were cut from.
Dreaming of that splintering
they mourn when I move,
remembering leaves
and caressing breeze.
Now down for the count
and holding a heaviness
of flesh and bone,
they can only moan.
"Sacred Moan(s) 2"
ruthless desire
a declaration of faith
warm and soft
plausible deep moan
to the solemnly pucked
with pipe in plume
sing out, nomadic performer
and make delight that softly a wait
utter into places , intense fervor of body
give enthusiasm to the soul~
aka:lyricvixen
Form:
Electric eyes behold...
A screaming piece of fluffy Shakespheare runs through my veins.
Winter's cooling fingers from prizes refrains.
Breath of Shakespheare in my lungs remains.
Like a playful kitten frozen in mid-dance...
He whispers his soft vanilla moan to the world...
"Hold my Art in your hands, hark the gentle mating call."
Broken heart like broken bones
Life is hard from a broken home
Amplify my feelings I cry alone
Cat in me reeling black cat moan
Kicking my habits except guitar
Cat has to have it near not far
A rock song stronger than my heart
Tell me you’re over the hard part
Maybe I’ll see you again someday
Only crazy men can understand my ways
An electric guitar screams heart ache
Neon charge and scars why I play
Watching the sequence of sound coming out of your mouth...
But the screaming is too loud.
I can speak,
But my brain doesn't want to.
I closed the door.
Silence called for me.
Should I cry or should I run after her?
What have I done to you?
but love you uncontrollably.
Shes then left speechless.
It looks like shes out of breath,
but really I broke her.
She was fragile.
So innocent.
Run, Just run.
A gun raised..
up to her mouth.
And a taint on her heart.
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