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Short Penalized Poems

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


Safety
Safely alone,
No way to be compromized.
Protected by experience,
The definition of individualized.
Bound by memories,
Forced to be penalized.
Single from lessons learned,
Properly demoralized.
Never to be reeducated,
Undoubtedly legitimized.
Totally alone,
No way to be compromized....

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Categories: penalized, life, loss, lost love,
Form: I do not know?



Embedded Balls
Embedded Balls

When I heard about embedded balls
It got my full attention
I always thought it personal
Something one doesn’t mention
Then I read you might be penalized
Should you take relief
I thought what right do they have
They’re my own balls – good grief
And then I saw that picture
With a golf ball on a limb
And I realized they’re golf balls
Not the kind found on a him...

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Categories: penalized, education, golf,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Pussycat Paean
What due is this, O feline fierce,
for what affront thus penalized
with calibrated nips that pierce
for soft caress unauthorized?

T’was you with brazen move unasked
who burnished coat upon my limb.
What dire affect iconoclast
did stir your feral feline whim?

The cat is oft like womankind
beyond man's feeble intellect,
a primal spirit state of mind,
requiring manners circumspect....

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© Roy Jerden  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: penalized, cat,
Form: Rhyme
A Sigh Feeling
I'm feeling i'm not feeling
when I go thinking
my mind goes reiling
will I realize
will I even care
will I be penalized
for what I fear
theres no resolving this
minds in a mist
can't get passed this
help me to exist
theres something missing
life passing me by
feel some resisting
time is slipping
please tell me why
minds a sceeming
here I lye
bleeding
as I die
for what reason
I sigh........

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Categories: penalized, confusionme, me,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Life the Game
Life, The Game Written: by Tom Wright 10/13/01 I did not choose the game, The game chose me. My only choice, Has been my manner of play. I've played arduously, Making plays, Both decent and abject. My final quarter finds clock running, And the goal in sight. With no times out, I dare not be penalized. For it becomes more imperative each day, That, this game, I win !
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© Tom Wright  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: penalized, life,
Form: Free verse




Book: Shattered Sighs