Short Overused Poems
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The most overused word is ( Like)
Something I really dislike.
The young generation
Would lose communication
If it was erased overnight.
Categories:
overused, language,
Form:
Limerick
You Know
The words you know are overused—you know
You know, I know this is truly so
Just think of Abe Lincoln
(Let the image sink in)
Four score and seven years ago—you know
1/31/22
Categories:
overused, humorous, words,
Form:
Limerick
Acid Metaphoric was overused
Professor Doctor Hubbub was confused
"It might have been stolen
Or it might have swollen"
With tabby cats Professor Hubbub schmoozed
(C) rajat kanti chakrabarty
2014, 3rd December
Categories:
overused, fun, nonsense,
Form:
Limerick
A 'hot-button' topic was 'problematic'
and so in the name of 'equity' and 'incisiveness'
we had a national 'conversation'
however,
we kept using meaningless overused words.
In the end we quite forgot
what the hell we were yacking about.
Categories:
overused, poetry,
Form:
Free verse
spare forgotten, now flat, abused,
like some veteran overused
in at least two world wars
whose alleged treads are darkened scars,
burnt, rubbed off rubber, unamused,
frayed steel threads, no, I'm not excused.
Categories:
overused, introspection, life, places,
Form:
Limerick
Look
I can
Ride my tricycle
On only two wheels
because I have to
till we fix it
and fix it we will
in the poor quarters
downtown
the tricycle
in our midst is
overused and well shared
among many
It's because we care
for each other
and the little things we
do and have matter
that I can ride
my tricycle
on two wheels only.
Categories:
overused, faith, love, social,
Form:
Free verse
Those three magic words bounce around my head
Dancing with thoughts like flames in a furnace
Encapsulating my feelings on these past few months
Emotions running wild, breaking loose of their chains
Three words so simple yet mean so much
So often overused, and so often abused
But not this time, because I mean it
I love you?
No
I give up.
Categories:
overused, losswords,
Form:
Free verse
Overused WORDS by Poets
Poets use certain words a TRITE too much
Roses are red and LUMINOUS and such
Mountains are BREATHTAKING
Oceans are EXHILARATING
ENGAGING conversation is what I enjoy
Creating the MIRACULOUS I also employ
PROFOUND was a Clinton word
With LEGENDARY status he is still heard
Yet, with URGENCY, I complete this poem
So, Violets are blue in Rome
Categories:
overused, giggle, humor, humorous, roses are red,
Form:
Rhyme
Nan wrote many books, none were a hit.
People simply could not relate to any of it.
She has no life, no pets, no mate.
Excessive wordiness is her fate.
No life experience of any kind.
Her prolixity most readers vastly mind.
She knows her words, but no feeling there.
Thrown on a page like she does not care.
Readers like stories they understand.
Despising overused vocabulary words used by Nan.
Categories:
overused, 10th grade, 11th grade, 12th grade, 9th
Form:
Rhyme
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Ever so sweet
is kernel hub,
the power button,
so neat, tiny and mighty.
But the sweet spot
can sour with
too much power
to savor its glory.
For to score is fragile,
furtive and futile,
when a near miss,
catches the edge.
It's easily bruised,
easily abused,
easily overused,
overdone and missed.
The soft spot sweetie,
requires a gentle touch,
with panache, pizzazz,
flair and feeling.
Categories:
overused, dedication, devotion, games,
Form:
Free verse
She’s as pretty as a picture
And as quiet as a mouse.
He’s as blind as a bat
And as fat as a house.
She’s as stubborn as a mule
And as sly as a fox.
He’s as wise as an owl
And as strong as an ox.
She’s as skinny as a toothpick
And as slow as a snail.
He’s as sharp as a tack
And as large as a whale.
I could keep this up forever
But you know what they say:
Nothing ruins someone’s writing
Like an overused cliché!
Categories:
overused, on writing and words,
Form:
Rhyme
‘Intimate gathering’
advertised
Curiosity piqued...
poked my head in
~ cozy canoodling
__________________
'Ran it up the flagpole'
(to see if it would fly)
was an overused ploy
from the advertising
world of the 1950's
and 60's.
Categories:
overused, desire, passion, together,
Form:
Free verse
I must allow..I am deeply impacted by the demenour, the
Character" of Ink Empress." my expression i feel must be
Expressed.' Or I would view myself.' As a most uncouth
Inversion..' Of appreciation.? And of magnanimity..I would be without redress.'
The most un-sufferable of fools' should I not make note of her calm
And balance.' With great empathy.' Even much sincerity; she is
An epitome of the ' oft overused term' in how to be cool.'
Categories:
overused, appreciation, assonance, character, courage, dedication,
Form:
Personification
She struggles to get out words
That never say enough
Not as clear as she hoped
Never conveying
What she wanted to say
Feelings on paper
She stares
Disappointed
Discouraged
Angry at herself
They are bland,
Stale, overused.
Under baked or overcooked.
She crumples up a page
Begins again
Throwing this clump
Onto the sea of clumps
Around her desk chair
Begins again.
And again.
And again.
Maybe it’s not her day to write.
Categories:
overused, feelings, poems, poetess, poetry, poets, write, writing,
Form:
Free verse
She struggles to get out words
That never say enough
Not as clear as she hoped
Never conveying
What she wanted to say
Feelings on paper
She stares
Disappointed
Discouraged
Angry at herself
They are bland,
Stale, overused.
Under baked or overcooked.
She crumples up a page
Begins again
Throwing this clump
Onto the sea of clumps
Around her desk chair
Begins again.
And again.
And again.
Maybe it’s not her day to write.
Categories:
overused, 10th grade, 11th grade, 12th grade, poems,
Form:
Free verse
With all of it's power you would expect it could be seen,
But this is the way it wants to remain the invisable machine.
Some people say its overused, we use it quite alot
But unlimited it still remains from our first day in the cot.
An internal barrier given at the start of life,
Try cut it rip it anything not even with a knife.
So mind this special uplifting word and use it when your low
Cause hope is here forever to grow and grow and grow.
Categories:
overused, hope
Form:
I do not know?
Hate hangs from me like a disintegrating cloak
It’s sickly oil tendrils trailing from me
It never gives passes
Eloquent in its misuse
Scratching its way through the sheerness. of the
slivers
Feeling so black that blue isn’t quite enough
Love drapes from me like a sculpted marble toga
It’s twirling twines exploding into fluff
It lives in the past and futures
Incoherently overused
It coddles in lessening touches of soft
Feeling the light before it lands
Categories:
overused, poems,
Form:
Free verse