Short No Rhyme Poems
Short No Rhyme Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about No Rhyme by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about No Rhyme by length and keyword.
In Time
Reason has no rhyme.
Poetic justice, no point
But they will in time.
© Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen
1/ 5/ 2008
We toss our names into a hat
Luck of the draw, that’s where it’s at
No rhyme or reason
Must be the season
Just step on up and swing your bat
My yellow, my bright sunshine
Let your light guide my voyage
Lit up the dark as I sail
That I see your smile again
Form Tanaga no rhyme
I've never before felt
like half of a whole,
but I'm joyously half of us now.
It's not that I've diminished by half.
You grow me,
and now I'm half more.
“no rhyme nor reason”
a backwards formed limerick game
melons and lemons
lemons and melons
though they don’t taste the same
if you’re dyslexic they are by name
Music have a simple beginning,
Unfinished can be a symphony,
There are no rhyme or reason for music,
An ear to hear and a mouth to sing.
Date: 06/16/2019
What does it mean to fall in love
It is such an intangible sweet heady rush
No rhyme or reason
With time it deepens
Until this affair was no longer a crush
You ask me why
and after all this time
you still don't know why
I keep on going on
this full hearty quest
can you not see that
i don't need no rhyme or reason
to climb
Form:
Happy as a piggy in poop today-o
One of those times, haven't got a clue-o
No rhyme or reason
Maybe John John's my beacon
He surely makes my vocabulary grow-o
There is a tail that has no rhyme
One that has not reason or chime
Just follows close behind
Good one shows all great emotion
Position can cause commotion
If evil mood inclined
Had a crappy day, no rhyme or reason
Same stuff as previous but today was uneven
A real bumpy journey
It started very early
As I peed on the dog and dreamed of a threesome
Disasters happen, you don't have a buffer
No rhyme or reason, one thing after another
Feel so helpless
Seem quite endless
Then suddenly you wake up smiling at your brother
just a symbol
just an empty thing
meant for one task after another
once used, never loved
no rhyme can explain it well
the facts are fact
until there is no purpose
this totem lingers on
Fun playing with you
Every new day
Together
Laughing
Sharing
Dreaming
Happy that
What developed
Will last a lifetime
Butterfly - my own style of 5,4,3,2,2,2,3,4,5 syllables, no rhyme
All hell breaks loose, no rhyme or reason
The question is WHY... matters not the season
A bright sunny day
For jumping in the hay
There's still potential for yelling and screaming
See me as I am
Me, being me
A person
Wanting
Needing
Feeling
Hoping to
Forever love
And be loved by you
Butterfly - my own created style - no rhyme with syllable count of 5,4,3,2,2,2,3,4,5
I lust for you sweet darling of mine
Coming clean, hope I don't sound asinine
Being lusting for months
And even once
Rode the subway naked, no reason, no rhyme
© Jack Ellison 2015
This place is weird, there's no rhyme or reason
We exist for what purpose, to enjoy each season
To life, love and die
Confused am I
Guess we go with the flow and wait for the postseason
I stand strongly here
Of my free will
Forever
Waiting
Hoping
Praying
For return
To see again
That you have come back
Butterfly Style created by me of 5,4,3,2,2,2,3,4,5 syllables with no rhyme
“without doubt”
you say there’s no rhyme for orange
when ten, my son said, “Door hinge.”
proving wrong what is rote
smiting writing that’s wrote
but what was better was seeing you and yours cringe
when we want time to walk
it runs
when we want it to run
it walks
time is a minute
at a time
no rhyme or reason
holds its sway
but when all is said and done
there is still only 24 hours
in a day.
I leave footprints in the wet sand.
They meander with no rhyme or reason
headed towards a pastel sunset
where pinks and mauves touch
the deepening hue of the beach.
The colours ... just beyond my reach
I am just simple
rhythm and rhyme I am not
complex words are not
poetry is life
refreshes mind and body
makes my brain think twice
just simple wording
no rhyme no rhythm are wrote
awe haiku -senryu
I think tonight I'd like to write a 'sonnetina'
It seems to me that it would be a wiener
No rules, no rhyme
No simile
Nor metaphor
Nor imagery
Just sling the words, like week-old hash for dinner
I can’t write
I’ve got no rhyme
I can’t even do this poem
Even though I have the time
Stupid writers block
I know what might help.
Sunshine
Whoops, it’s too late
Coconut moon doesn’t make my mind
Take the bait
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