Short Overstayed Poems

Short Overstayed Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Overstayed by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Overstayed by length and keyword.


Checked In, and In

Marie McCaid was a hotel maid.
She tidied rooms where guests had laid.
On opening Room thirty-four
the odor sent her to the floor.
One guest had clearly overstayed.
Form: Limerick


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If you told us how to wear
Our smile, our dress, our fear,
Our stories or our hair
If you blamed us for your fists
Or if you blames us for your stare
You have overstayed your welcome

Premium Member Overstayed My Welcome

Nearing the end here, don't think it'll be long My time is short may have sung my last song Met some very sweet peeps Love you guys heaps Overstayed my welcome soon be moseying on
Form: Limerick

Premium Member Protesting

Protesting late arrival of spring
This long winter's been lingering
Seriously overstayed its welcome
Not leaving till it's warm and sunny
I’m staying indoors to shout and pout



AP: Honorable Mention 2020

Premium Member Upon Leaving

I slowly slip out from your
warm bed unnoticed
stretching here and there
in search of my clothes in the dark
trying not to wake you
from your slumber
then i whisper in your ear
that i love you, but i must leave
for I've overstayed my welcome
in your arms
as your love for me has faded
with the passing of the time
our secret romance
coming to an end
and i refuse to believe it
was all in my head


September Comes

Sultry days begin to fade
Evening breezes serenade 
Proving summers overstayed
Trees turn to brown ‘n red
Ever changing for what’s ahead
Making way for cooler days
Bringing fall flowers ablaze
Everything fresh as if to prepare
Revealing a crispness in the air 

Changing as if on cue it comes
Over run with colored mums
Mother Nature brings it all
Every season follows her call
She brings to us our favorite, fall.
Form: Acrostic

Premium Member Unwelcome Guest

Unwelcome Guests (Arthritis, Bursitis, Tendonitis, Gout) Miracle Man 10-11-2023 The “rItis” boys came to visit, and their welcome overstayed. My futile efforts to evict them, they always downplayed. Arth, Burs, and Tendon, that very unpleasant three. Were always reluctant to leave, before the ravaging of me. For pain I gave each points, on occasion they brought a shout. They all attacked my joints, but none compared to Gout.
© Tom Wright  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Quatrain

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