Short Ostracised Poems
Short Ostracised Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Ostracised by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Ostracised by length and keyword.
Solitude
SOLITUDE
Ostracised
Completion of my demise
Cast aside
Oh how I cried
disowned
To the wolves I’m thrown
Discarded
Left broken hearted
Excluded
Thoughts of return totally deluded
Banished
Feeling punished
Disowned
In my emotions I have drowned
I never expected
To be so rejected
I feel a knife burning my heart
I can’t continue not being a part
I feel so alone
I can’t live on my own...
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Categories:
ostracised, loneliness,
Form:
Rhyme
Forlorn
I wheel to my corner
ostracised by your ebbing warmth
unyielding to my probing hand
in the eeriness of NEP's darkdom
Memories tumble down my quavering spine
images splahed on your rigid back
of moisture ladden dawn and thrilling nights
under the watery spell of your moan-istrations
Now,I watch the defiant contours of
your sensuous body
miles across the counterpane
protesting the pains of penuried existence...
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Categories:
ostracised, love, sad, social,
Form:
Free verse
Ostracised
Once such a threat leads to invasion
Steps must be taken to combat their actions
Time for the world to retaliate against
Reasoning was clearly never on the table
And for that, the sanctioning of sanctions
Collectively some countries have delivered
In today's world, not one person should threaten
Strength in numbers in the political arena
Eventual cessation will rise from within
Delivering a cleansing for alls tomorrows....
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Categories:
ostracised, anger, angst, death, humanity, life, war, world,
Form:
Acrostic
Memory in Solace
There is a grave with no name
That stands lonelier still.
It has no flowers nor despairing mourners
And the grass grows thick and bushy,
For this grave is left to rot.
Abandoned is this grave—
No one knows if a funeral was ever held.
The vicar says he knows all faces,
Yet this one, he cannot place.
Ostracised even by the other dead,
This grave stands alone.
Who could tell who was laid here to rest?
Not you, nor I,
Though I knew him once.
He was a good man. But, now, he rots....
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Categories:
ostracised, death, memory,
Form:
Free verse