Short No Account Poems
Short No Account Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about No Account by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about No Account by length and keyword.
The bird's husk
a salient point
for even the ants
have given up
on the dry feathers
of the small
lonely ghost
of no account.
A pandemic common occurrence:
Losing one's job and health insurance!
The hospital count*
Continues to mount
Morticians wonder who is the dunce?
* People without an income nor
health insurance die at home or in the
street, not in hospitals!
I hope to pass
this bridge
doing my things
unopposed
for not all oppositions
are reasonable
if for instance
something is opposite
on no account, tell
I have never known
a personal recreation
other than dreaming
if it follows at the
right time.
Happiness, by no means, will reside in our souls
If we do not learn, how to love and to forgive,
As
Joy, on no account, will be felt by our hearts
If we never find out, how to share and how to give!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
I9 DECEMBER 2014
Your holy breath within my chest I carry, oh God,
The one, You did breathe into me on creation's day
That makes my heart, forever, invincible to feel
And, on no account, allows my soul to go astray!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
01 May 2022
He was a dirty no account sinner
Despise by the public a recluse beginner
Embalmed in his filthiness
Contracted in his guilt
Who is he to compromise
And why must he be forgiven
For he must we all must trust in the redeeming grace
the forgiveness of Jesus
2/4/22
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2022
the house was built without cement
the garden without soil to grow in
throw in the towel the family creed
and greed a concept out of reach.
survive or thrive
death counts no difference
claims them one by one
time marks the path of graft and hope
with no account of gain or loss
tossed into life a relative thing
and left to fight as they will.
Shaking like a leaf
Won’t make you a chief,
Never takes one to the top,
Never a popular prop;
Would rather one drop
And one’s mission flop …
Never for centuries A Lever,
Even slightly harms The Liver;
Therefore not a prize from its giver …
So, on no account whatsoever
Must your decisions waver
Nor at the sight of foes quaver
As neither is a saver
Nor you portray as clever.
Can a life be forfeit
snuffed out
for want of a hug
a need so simple
yet so powerful
that its absence creates
a crushing void
that only a hug can fill
a screaming aloneness
that only a hug can silence
and so
for want of a hug
I have chosen
to no longer be here
rendering that crushing void
that screaming aloneness
powerless
of no account
so yes
a life can be forfeit
snuffed out
for want of a hug.
All powers are wrapped in a grasp to
Umbrella an interest for a common goal
Taking every step with virtually no bureaucracy
Holding the baton of command and instructions, so that
On no account are decisions challenged
Rights and responsibilities, directed by it for an
Instant turnover of loyalty and adherence
To manifest the will of the staff bearer
Yet it still can never be absolute