Short Ney Poems
Short Ney Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Ney by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Ney by length and keyword.
Meena can drive Corona,
whispered Tina to Nina.
Is she a doctor?
How could she master?
Ney dear, it is Corolla.
Categories:
ney, 3rd grade, 4th grade, 5th grade, cat,
Form:
Limerick
Fuzzily Wuzzily
Benjamin Gib-a-ney
Grew him a beard which was
Coming in fine.
Then he found out he had
Pogonophobia.
He can shave his, but he'd
Best not touch mine.
Categories:
ney, fear, funny,
Form:
Double Dactyl
Thym tiss the Moon-light,
Shawn on me, & a glimpse of
The Sun, in my Mind...
What was this Idea, Lost On Me...
Fore, every tear, it seems,
Ney it twas what I Lost,
But how it seemed always lost,
& Always Found,
Like the Glimpse of The Sun.
Categories:
ney, mom,
Form:
Blank verse
Reason you give, rings unsound,
Beyond logic, and no longer valid,
Premises of lies, conclusions rogue,
Arguments and fallacies, just full of lies.
Think you I be deceived, and love you again?
Ney, think I cherished, these last days?
Ney, think I drowned, in your plays?
Ney, I think you failed, and I wont be fazed.
Categories:
ney, angst, crazy, divorce, fate, girlfriend, how i
Form:
Dramatic Verse
Thus wilting becomes of me, the star so constant, yet so lonely,
Was tiss the hight yet to be reached, what is our limit?
Thy'est thunder reaps my soul for what it sews...
What tiss thee end?
Ney encomber thee, powerfully tempted, upon thee,
What tiss the end?
A'Loft, a-sunder, encombered, enwrapped in a colapse
Of thoughts falling like snowflakes in the sun.
Categories:
ney, poetry,
Form:
Blank verse
The Star's lit up like fire
A tune of thee tenasity within thee
A mellow tune of thee
What atrocity, ney,
Given life to the forest,
around thee,
Given shelter from the hesitently
gentle rain,
But to see the star's shawn
over the sky once more,
ney, ney, to thee being
an atrocity.
Ney & I do love thee,
love thee with all my heart
lit up the sky was
with star's.
Categories:
ney, stars,
Form:
Blank verse
Napoleon the Second died today,
albeit back in eighteen thirty-two.
He had no truck with men like Soult or Ney,
but died too young to form a proper hue.
Would he have thrown a million lives away?
It ultimately matters what we do:
the world can disregard the dross we say,
and slaughter would begin again anew,
since ego , by its nature, seeks out prey:
the third Napoleon stood in the queue!
Categories:
ney, history,
Form:
Quintain (English)