Short Not My Cup Of Tea Poems
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Trying to write a limerick
Not my cup of tea
Because my humor isn’t it
No funny bone in me
But I keep on trying
Like a kid riding a bike
The training wheels are off
If it takes my whole life
when cutting the cheese
it was more then just brie
but you can't say
that they exactly
broke the mold
it was blue
hard to say
crumbly
but it
was
one
of
a
kind
the kind i can't
find a pairing
of wines so
i suppose
it's one of
those that
truly does
break the
mold
Form:
Baby now-a-days you make me so depress
I want to borrow a little happiness!
It’s very hard to make you passionate
It seems I don’t know how to change my fate!
Now I think you are not my cup of tea
You are like a lost treasure in deep sea!
As if I am in love with the Satan
Who doesn’t know how to love a human!
Catching snakes has to be done
When they are in the city each one
There is a couple of tattooed people
On television in South Africa showing their mettle
Black mambas, Cobras, Spitting Cobras each done
Would have the potential to kill when their biting is done
Not my cup of tea to do this sort of thing
With nerves of steel that they do bring.
© Paul Warren Poetry
I think she is treated as more special.
She is a fellow female employee.
My Jealousy, I do not want to see.
An unbecoming feeling;
I hope, it is not revealing.
Next, I start to feel resentment.
Another emotion causing lack of contentment.
Add my belief that that jealousy is not my cup of tea.
What does all this say about me?
From one problem, potentially two or three!
Heaven is not for me
This world is all I wish to see
Golden streets and crystal oceans
Are not my cup of tea
To be quite honest
A cup of tea is my cup of tea
And though I'll do whatever God asks of me
I just pray that when I die he lets me be
To live forever is way too much
A lifetime here is good enough
I'm only six and twenty
Yet this world still has plenty
Of wonders for me to see
Hell...
Heaven is not for me
The wave of sadness washing over me,
Trying to solve this is not my cup of tea.
To hold in all this turbulent emotions,
I am in the need of some advocations.
Why does everything has to be so hard?
Can't I just let my feelings discard.
No one would be able to attune,
As it is invisible to others almost immune.
Not able to withstand,
Just in the need of a helping hand.
Or maybe I am just imagining all this,
But that false hope, is just a wish.