Short Pity Poems
Short Pity Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Pity by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Pity by length and keyword.
They have not a place to stay
Sitting there, starving, all day
It causes me to bemoan:
The fact that they’re all alone
A lack of mercy
Leads to controversy
Brian Strand’s Mon Poetry Contest
November 12, 2020
Black Lives Matter now has sparkle:
"Finding Freedom" - Meghan Markle
Don't be a crook!
Pay for her book!
After all, its patriarchal!
A Mormon in search of his god
Took an hike where the Saints had trod
When he went lame
The angels came
Preaching, "Nike shoes are for Nod!"
we made ourselves lonely on purpose to befriend their egos so they could recuse us from our self built imprisonment just to do it all over again
A girl who drank too much liquor
Was accosted by Les Dicker
She sighed, "I'm so glad
That you'll be its dad
As Sam was quite a bit quicker!"
I’ve dug this hole too deep,
Laying here, and all I can do is weep.
Soothing sympathy is a rare thing for me
As I cry tears of sorrow and empathy.
The man invested in total falsehood
killing without mercy, cruel insanity
the informal beasts have further pity
they only kill to eat as a simple mood
The pity you see in their eyes
You remember
When you were an active member
In society
In this family
Copyright 2017 Melissa Williams. All Rights Reserved
mostly great wealth makes
greedy blinded self for self
generous when broke
written: 6-5-2019
writing challenge 5
sponsor: dearheart
Caught yourself in a spot very tight?
No way out, no one else in sight
Wallow in self-pity
Or think and be witty
Doesn’t matter the route, be mighty and fight
PITY NOT
Pity not the one who his path is littered
With broken dreams
BUT
The one who dreams as companions had
None on his way!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
09 OCTOBER 2013
My heart was manned for you.
But I could not be your Boo.
All you care about is cash.
Your words have given me negative rash.
When I'm stronger you will not be my Boo.
Smoke bellows from a chimney,
Raping the innocent sky of its dignity,
Needlessly denying helpless animals,
Of their precious gift of life,
With no sense of shame or pity,
It does not feel pity, it does not feel fear,
It strike you like vulture so viciously from air.
And what does it want? Nothing! Just blood! .
Cursed mosquito. Despicable gnat.
Pity, not the one whose path is littered
With broken dreams
But
The one who dreams as a companion had
None on his way!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
15 October 2022
I cradled pity in my arms
as the wind blew it away
Hope escaped
through the crack in my heart
Sadness shrugged but never left
just sat beside me here
searching the horizon
for death
The polar bears’ piece of land
on which they sit or stand
is melting into smaller chunks of ice.
That’s just not very nice!
For Line Gauthier's Bite Size Poem No18 Poetry Contest
I pity the super-rich,
Their best dreams left behind in a ditch,
With no friends left on the pitch,
And time almost up on their watch,
For their soul to re-attach,
If the virus they should catch.
Pity the poor women of Afghanistan
In the hands of the ruthless Taliban
Repressed and put down
In a shapeless black gown
At the disposal of any overbearing man.
written August 12, 2021
Seven beams of unveiled light
Enters the breast caged by bone
The Spirit’s pity of might
Her seven fingers now known
Softens skin and hearts of stone
Rainbow of hope from heaven
Mani’s scriptures of seven
So many patients waiting with their dogs
I pitied the poor Doctor, Anderson Cooper
As time passed, my pity shifted to the waiting room
An aquarium it had ~ it lacked a pooper-scooper
Negativity spreads like sicknesses around the world.
Positivity is hard to find...in this world.
Can there be peace on Earth?
I'm yearning for God's ever-glowing mirth
Never thought I could be so gloomy
Until today had to replay...pity...
Relishing on sour foods left over night
Grains only fit for the husbandry
Sucking the unrefined milk after a cow’s fight
Generating the most unhygienic dairy
Diseases are thriving with unchallenged might
So everyone is a victim of the gory
Back corner
Of a cage
Skinny
Sad
Cold
Shivering
Vulnerable
Defeated look
Their eyes locked
They made a connection
Visiting him daily for a week
Before taking him home
Never again either to be lonely
AP: Honorable Mention 2025