Short Nail Poems
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can't get thur to you
your wrong
can't go on
you don't belong
your making a soft bed
everything seen to fail
YOUR A
NAIL HEAD
Human skeleton
shriveled body, blackened lungs
just yesterday, young...
Pleading, his final request
gasping: One last cigarette
Hammer and nail,
After beer and ale,
Big red swollen thumb
My prize
Seemed that nail
Was doin' the hula,
Right before my eyes!
need some skills
you still build
with the lords will
all it take not be fake
and you won't fair
always have pail
just a
HAMMER AND A NAIL
need some skills
you still build
with the lords will
all it take not be fake
and you won't fair
always have pail
just a
HAMMER AND A NAIL
theyer marrige
and baby carrige
some break
this what it takes
if it wood
than this is good
so kept a pail like a jail
HAMMER AND NAILS
i see when cry
is this why
you have a pail
to bit your nail
this i won't to mention
i guess it relives the tentioni
its your right
to
NAIL BIT
you can build
without skill
with the lords will
that what it take
if something break
these thing alway bring
they never fail
HAMMER AND A NAIL
.
Tooth and nail the enemies of Thy Word we must fight my Lord for Thy truth to be glorified!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
07 August 2018
must fight tooth and nail
coronavirus to beat
sing victory's song!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
05 APRIL 2020
* By eliminating our fear we weaken the beast's strength!
Nail Polish was originally for boys
But when God spilled it all over the planet
And painted everything colors he was unsure of
He decided that boys wouldn't be able to handle it
And gave it to the steady hands of women
I took a step
My feet got wet
Just a drop of spit on my lip
I wink my eye
As then I’d cried
Because I’d slipped and fell on a rusty nail
6/27/21
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2021©
tooth
jagged, canine
aching, decaying, eating
denture, enamel, manicure, claw
grabbing, clenching, filing,
etched, pinpoint
nail
My big old honking pointed toenail came through my sock today.
Making me uncomfortable in lots of uninteresting ways.
It is truthfully worrying me a great deal too,
The next thing I know there will be a big old honking hole in the tip of my shoe!
(Limerick)
A fellow was pleased with a sale
Till noticed the boat was missing a sail
He was very sad
And got so mad
He hit the man who did the SALE with a NAIL!
Dorian Petersen Potter
Aka ladydp2000
Copyright@2014
September, 8, 2014
Nail on The Floor
Glass half full
Glass half empty
Life that’s null
Or life of plenty
A screw on the floor
Is not one falling
But just one more
To our life’s building
The choice is ours
Each day to take
Whether rich or poor
Life’s what we make
Turn in my lord! Turn in my lord!
But water I cannot afford.
Some milk is best at your request.
Now hide you and get you some rest.
But as he sleep, to him she creep,
As slaughter crept unto the sheep.
Then with a nail, his head impale,
So saved the day lady Jael.
They fight tooth and nail all those who don't like
Behind the scenes are plotting how to strike
When see someone to excel
Declare war make his life hell
Till he gives up or pierce him with a pike
© Demetrios Trifiatis
31 July 2019
truth
matters;
it provides
an assurance
to a dainty soul;
helps generate
love, hope, faith;
to nail
lie
2.6.2020
CH. His nail scarred hands shows me the way. His nail scarred hands holds my hand.
When I'm lost when I'm afraid. His nail scarred hands shows me the way.
VI. I heard Thomas didn't believe until he saw them for himself. Nobody else doubted
Jesus, 'cause His nail scarred hands was on the cross.
distinctive dates always
involve
meticulous vital keys
important
detailed flawlessness
considered
attires vigilant choice
perfected
essential final selection
striking
the hands will reveal
red
passion portrayed sharply
merits
seduction by means of
nail varnish
© September 2013—Kim van Breda
Nail Polish
I’ve polished all my fingers,
And polished all my toes.
There’s polish on my knees,
And even on my nose.
I’ve watched my sister do it.
She always gets it right.
But when I try to paint it on,
I’m such a dreadful sight! ~
Though I get it everywhere,
I really wouldn’t mind,
But someone help me figure out,
How it got on my behind!
Eyeshadow I'm cold I'm pale
You die in hell I am hated
I am slaughter scorned and frail
What am I yet but substance
I am rugged rough and
I am just a rusted nail
I am tall bronze rustic
Can I be trusted
Solid steel I reveal
No longer frail
A longer frame yet I'm still rusty nail
11/20/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2020
Look what you have done to my shoelaces, Fluffy!
Now that's hardly a nice thing to do.
There are things in this world, from a twig to a bone,
that are more admirably suited to chew.
I don't wish to be hypercritical, Fluffy.
You might easily have done something worse,
but there are things in this world, which, not done up,
lead one all too soon to a hearse.
These broken nails
Not pretty to look at,
My triumphs, my fails
Mean more than that
Been scratching away
Digging for some end,
By night, by day …
‘Til they begin to bend
Once polished to a shine
… Is perfectly cracked,
With pulled hair of mine
And my nerves wracked
All glitter, all gold …
Neither one can stay,
But, broken nails, I'm told
Says something anyway.