Short No Effect Poems
Short No Effect Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about No Effect by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about No Effect by length and keyword.
working in the cold
has no effect on body
when it's thirty four
*Working in a warehouse that's 34° every day 365 days a year.
Feminine wiles have no effect.
This grumpy old man will not budge.
Attracts misery like a magnet.
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: Honorable Mention 2026
No there no here
No me no other
No cause no effect
Same with this and that..
Wearing the No's
Seemingly
2's are all back..
Juice of life
Freedom...
Infatuation
Is when you scrutinize somebody
Strikingly illustrious
Love
Whenever you recall them
Aren't flawless
Decidedly, it has no effect.
Written: February 13, 2022
The mind tries to understand
Not recognizing I'm in good hands
No matter how hard I'm trying
My aid has no effect on the ego dying
Thinking i have any control
My mind making up my role
So many things I aspire to be
It all starts with letting go of me
Those who desire the worldly life and its prettiness
We fully give them reward herein and no less
There will be nothing for them hereafter but the Fire
Fruitless will be the designs they frame here
And their good deeds will be then of no effect whatsoever.
Being the image
Non-existence
Unimaginable
The ignore
Dead, but still living
Forgotten one
The never knew
No cause having no effect
Loss in the unknown darkness
Born but never seen
Skies wonder
Hearts hardened
A curse revealed
Unreversed
The curse stands
His strings are attached
But he is as still as a stone
Unable to move his wooden bones
The magic wand has no effect
He has eyes that seem detached
No pulse that anyone detects
The puppet master sits in despair
It is just as he had feared
Alas! ...the puppet has become the puppeteer!
A futile and doomed love
May be worse than nothing,
For nothing is nonexistence --
No impact, no effect, no feeling;
But this drains emotion and motivation.
This is my talent buried in the earth,
A fey magnet for thoughts and hopes,
A roach motel for the soul;
Its synthetically sweet fumes beckon,
And enervate and kill.
The sun never settles in the dark;
The darkness dissipates one second interval;
Atmospheric change instantaneous;
Start has no place to run;
1 second contingency.;
Lingering spiring shadows;
Have no effect on me;
I am the speck of light;
One ditto, one spark;
Diminishes darkness;
8/28/26
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2026
In the night, I lie awake
Darkness all around me
I gaze into the hollow night
As my mind plays its wicked tricks
Shadows shudder
My heart is faint
I close my eyes to no effect
Taunting comments the night
A chill in my spine
The briefly eternal darkness
Engulfs me
As I fall asleep
To be awoken by a scream
To find that nightmarish scream
A product of me
They think that if they whistle,
I'll lose my cool.
But that won't happen,
because I am no one's fool-
They're childish behavior,
will have no effect on me.
Because I have God's Holy
and Sacred tranquility-
So whistle until you spend
your very last breath-
Fore you will be judged
by God after your death.
Note: Dedicated to certain individuals @ work (A.C.).
Am i awake
Am i dreaming
I wish someone could
penetrate my mind
am i going to cope
with all these suicidal thought's
the evil's that are running
though my sick twisted mind
Dr.s say my mind
is inaccesible
i take their pill's
with no effect
The doctor's inferior mind's
can't figure mine out
is my mind a maze of lie's
of suicidal thought's
i need to listen to
the voice's in my head
cold rock, who's gnashing teeth
beget torn lips and tidy legs
loveless creature clothed in rind
future queen would nary pine
fondleproof my guest
gentle curls no effect
your veinous tarmac brings organasms arrest
abandoned crusades confer pontiffregrets
what! the spectacled porpoise awakens!
the breeze suffocates
the sun withdraws
now must I greet your desire and drain your ample limits
An Irish Goodbye,
No Matter how hard I try.
It's what I expect,
Difference to no effect.
Drenched in the water of rebirth,
I fail to see my worth.
Crawling across the floor,
My failing brain just wanting more.
Every Minute my heart may fall out,
And I'd be fine with that, No doubt.
What do I do when I'm someone to abhor,
When I don't have a worth anymore.
No matter how hard I try,
I get an Irish Goodbye.
They live in an iron nest
and have begun to dream
the way threadbare drapes will
in too much sunlight.
Scorched by sky
blooms crumple like straw hats.
Water has no effect.
Any time now,
I expect to see stringy stems
swell into aqueducts
but the newly doused
droop the more.
The fancy blooms cost me $74
Stupidly I yell at them:
to revive, to live, to thrive!
Nothing.
The buggers have also gone deaf.
My vengeance is righteous
my war is just
truth is my sword
cutting through lies
Justice shield me
attacks made are to no effect
May God judge between you and I
see my deeds
I didn't start this fight
in order to save my life
I must end it
It isn't my intent
to bring one to their knees
nor to shed blood
may the record show
this engagement was forced upon me
to defend my life
sweat will fall
blood will pour
until I declared just
Dearest young leaf,
Why so melancholy?
Thy emerald sheath has not borne Time's folly.
Think not of Autumn's deathly brilliance,
Of colors rich and flaky grounds,
For Thou wilt weep every moment hence,
While Springtime's youth still bounds.
Greet Thy greenness with glee,
For thy root to the Oak remains strong,
Aeolus' fury on Thee has no effect till Summertime gone.
So worry not of what is to come,
Enjoy Thy existence, little one.
Form:
they live in an iron nest
under a back window
they have begun to dream
the way threadbare drapes will
in too much sunlight
scorched by sky
blooms crumple like straw hats
reach up bent by an internal smolder
as if the air were a cistern
but the sky is a dry bed today
sprinkled water has no effect
i expect to see stringy stems
swell into firm aqueducts
but the newly doused droop the more
as if water were a flame
in a beached throat
They say, that
The sky is the limit;
To the imagination,
To the creativity,
To the dreams, one can see.
But, what I believe is
Far beyond limitations.
Our imaginations bear,
Not the slightest of
Time, space or dimension.
It's just the flow of water;
To which, ease of path,
Fear of resistance, tempest of hurdles,
Dryness of weather
Has no effect.
What matters to be alive;
The will to be alive.
And I say,
Open your heart
And feel the universe within!