Short Partakes Poems

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


No Peace For The Wicked

The progeny of who sires
A sea's storm-rageful
Overturn of it.
Partakes in whose misfortune
A carefree sailing.
Wall of rock does hit.
Form: Rhyme


Conductor Of Ancient Hymns

Partakes in, not he, this perverse
An unnatural abhorrence 
For the true, the good, the grandly fair.
Feigns, from this time's place absence!
Form: Rhyme

Lost In Humanity

Aggressive, befitting candor,
defies empathetic fervor.
Grave honesty is just,
kindness literally must not.
Omen partakes ***** retribution,
savoring tantamount usurpation.
Vulgar words expound,
yields to zero

Hiding Inside

Most of our lives are spent
icing the cake

Covering the substance
where meaning partakes

To coat and embellish
what we most try to hide

Distracting, misleading
—shrouded inside

(Dreamsleep: July, 2019)
Form: Rhyme

Summer Day

The day does start 
When the sun awakes
No clouds in sight
 But the wind partakes.

The breeze is warm 
And the leaves will dance
The sky above
Leaves you in a trance.

Flowers in bloom
The buzzing is near
New life begins
For summer is here.


Premium Member Zen Mode

there is no path
what is, is a fusion
of energy bandwidths
both invisible and manifest
wherein as both part and whole
presence partakes of elixir offered
feeling the contrast of both pain and joy
nonchalant in the vibrant void of no-thingness

02-December-2022

Premium Member Peeping Tom

As the breeze and trees tango dance,
both oblivious to our glance,
from a distance our heart partakes
of their shared love and so awakes 
soul from stupor, ego induced,
by caress of bliss beats seduced,
thus this moment in time we stole,
makes our presence joyful and whole.
Form: Lay

Premium Member Poetry Soup

Poetry Soup

It’s a bit like stone soup
Remember? that old
story of famine
where everyone brings
a parcel of whatever they have
and throws it in.

PoetrySoup offers a banquet
for every taste.

Each contributor partakes
each taste is unique
yet all are fed.
No one leaves hungry.
© Cona Adams  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member Brain Dead

Keeper of the guard elite renaissance he partakes he understands that in his way ~ Channeling shards Broken braincells And around my body onto the ground ~ Spiritual binds on fruitful lies The bodies demise Brain dead The body dies Has the spirit rise
9/5/21 Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2021

Premium Member When Gods Immortal War

What shall it mean, when gods immortal war?
No guns shall fire, no cannons shall they roar.
And yet, the Earth itself partakes of horror.
The rhythms of the Earth shall make no tune,
Asunder shall its structures fall to ruin,
Unleashed, shall chaos crawl upon us soon.
We must of needs be greater than our fears,
More strong than what adversity appears.
Form: Rhyme

Losing Love

All bundled up
And locked inside
As fear kicks in 
To join the ride
 
As I'm  alone 
I curse this dream 
It locks me up
Laughs at my screams 
 
I live in fear 
And dread the night
When all i see 
Black in my sight
 
In the abyss
Something that's seen
As fear partakes
It glares at me
 
My life gone mad 
When i realized 
There is no love 
In my lovers eyes
Form:

A Fool In Love

As love hath come to smite the fool within So has hate to kill the wise heart with sin Thou pit'ist the fool that partakes in love And that of wise men's hearts now dead dark dove But praise henceforth the wise whom fell in love Acknowledging the fool in sin thereof Death smite thee thou becketing demon whole Dark child, dark face, dark heart, dark soul. . .Dead Dove
© Gavin D.S.  Create an image from this poem.
Form:

Premium Member Wisdom of the Lord

The Lord I now seek for His great wisdom* Always perfect since He makes no mistakes Graciously He grants with His good freedom Unchaining my soul from sins it partakes Enabling me to advance His kingdom.
*James 1:5 If any of you lack wisdom, let him ask of God, that giveth to all men liberally, and upbraideth not; and it shall be given him. March 21, 2019

Modern Queen

She sat by the window with her silver crown
And gazed outside at what was around
A bird at the feeder, a squirrel in a tree
A car driving by, another, now three
She sat and gazed as the hours passed by
For this queen didn't worry about time
In life's simple pleasures, she now partakes
From watching the birds, to eating some cake
The minutes pass by, she cherishes each
As ninety-five years is no simple feat 
Her days are now filled enjoying the sun
Broken only by the nurses med runs
Form: Couplet

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