Short Nigh Poems

Short Nigh Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Nigh by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Nigh by length and keyword.


Monster Writes in Nigh

The rot of humanity's shadow is not in the ink, 
but in the darkness that fuels the pen,
gruesome daggers, dripping honeyed poison.


Sigh Nigh Rock

When Moses was warming his hands
God issued a set of commands
God etched them in stone
And heard Moses moan,
"The Rock of Elvis will rock bands!"
Form: Limerick

Premium Member Nigh Upon Us

Passover's end is nigh upon us
    two more days to celebrate
          and contemplate
  the gift of freedom, but to be honest
  without law and order, I'm no advocate
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Looks Are Pert Nigh Everything

An old childhood chum named Red Booker
Fell in love and was married to quite a looker
She caused men to stare
But ole Red didn't care
Because everywhere she went, he took her!
© Tom Wright  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Limerick

Premium Member Looks Are Pert Nigh Everything

An old childhood chum named Red Booker,
Fell in love and was married to quite a looker.
She caused men to stare,
But old Red didn't care,
Because everywhere she went, he took her.
© Tom Wright  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Limerick


Premium Member Winter's Nigh

Winter is drawing closer~'tis nigh
The eaglets have flown the giant nest
Soon they'll fill the Cobalt blue sky
Each will search the lake for its quest
Build a nest upon the boulder
The problems of the world won't shoulder
Form: Verse

'nigh Tin Shining Armor

To Trump's great delight
His parents were white
But just out of spite
Could researchers cite
An African knight
Where DNA might
Age milky white
To make it alright
For Blood-Quantum white
Or would that incite 
A flight or fight plight?
Form: Verse

She Haunts Me Nigh

There is a deep longing that gnaws at my heart, 
The passions so wild for the joys of love;
How far is the charm my beauty my love,
And the touch of her form in the twilight glow;
Somewhere she is there and she yearns for me,
To calm her desires she haunts me now.
© Jai Garg  Create an image from this poem.

Time is Nigh

with pride - I fall
with envy - I fall
boasting - I fall
know-it-all - I fall
I claim - I fall
with anger - I fall
with hate - I fall

only in silence, have I found... 
I can get back up
again
and again
and again

in observance of why
I fell

FF - Time is Nigh - 5/14/24

Premium Member A Look Back nigh Night, to Live Forward Right

As sunlight slides behind the hill,
I think about my life gone past;
And what it might amount to still,
As sunlight slides behind the hill.
If faith would only guide my will
To seek and serve those things that last
As sunlight slides behind the hill,
I think about my life gone past.
Form: Triolet

The End Is Nigh

Every time I shed a tear,
My soul runs down my cheek.
An emptiness engulfs me,
Every day of the week.

Misguided and alone,
Grasping at the straws.
Trying to decipher life,
Never stopping to pause.

Our time is borrowed,
A gift that we abuse.
We must make it matter,
In the end we all lose.
© Chris Ash  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

Drawing Nigh

I looked up into the sky
Dreamt of a world entirely of mine
The twinkling stars engulfed in the 
pitch black ocean 
My avidious eyes gleaming to see them
To be known
In a world unknown ,the time flew abide 
and the black ocean soon turned white 

Again I looked up into the sky 
But this time the world was gone 
And the dream was over
Soon , I realised the black night 
Changed white

You Are Not Nigh

As a warm sensation overcomes me, 
 I think of you here beside me.
Then as if your spirit was here
 my eyes form a loving tear.

   Only you are not nigh...
   So I let out a sigh.
   But still your heart is with me.

Constantly you're in my dream
 making my world supreme.
Only when I open my eyes
 I begin to slowly realize...

   That you are not nigh...
   So I let out a sigh.
   But still it was a wondrous dream.
© Mark Mason  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

Blocks of Nigh

through streets of déclassé squalor, i wander, 
courtesan of chaos my feet bare, 
ballerina on the dirty floor 
o the city's kin of decay, 
ragtag orchestra plays its dirge;
an eerie swan song.

i dance with shadows, a mistress of midnight's 
in alleyways, i hear the ghosts of carnal revelries,
know the dolled-up ghoul of society's sweet melee,
her cocktail shrouded in obtuseness, 
shares its waves of beer-fused intoxication
Form: Rhyme

The Lord Is Nigh

The Lord is nigh
Have you heard?
He’s coming’s sure
He gave His Word
It’s in the sky
The Lord is pure

Your search is done
He is the Way
Your home is there
Soon comes the day
It’s in the Son
Found everywhere

The time has come
Lift up your eyes
Redemption brings
The clouded skies
Add up the sum
Creation sings

What have I done?
With my time here
Soon I will fly
I shall not fear
The time has come
The Lord is nigh

Redemption Draweth Nigh

Sometimes it's hard
Just to make it through our day
But thank God we have a refuge
Where we can hide away
We have a friend in Jesus
He loves and cares for you
And he will never leave us
He'll always see us through
Much close than a brother
Redeemer savior friend
And you can count on him
To be their till the end
So keep lookin up
Towards the clouds
Keep looking for the signs
For we know that very soon
Our redemption draweth nigh
Form: Ballad

Premium Member Dawn Is Nigh

Dawn sheds light on nebulous  dreams
 That dwell deep within silent screams
As  fears  dissolve  into  the light
  Dreams  perceived will yet be bright

 Dusk's fading light in tangerine
 Paints the horizon against evergreens
 And  distant orbs it then invites
 To merge into the realm of night

 Night then cloaks enlightened dreams
 In a cocoon of ethereal extremes
 And as they travel through the sky
 They're  darker yet  till dawn  comes nigh
© Joseph May  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

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