Short Quietens Poems
Short Quietens Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Quietens by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Quietens by length and keyword.
Furious purple pen
Seeking sassy strawberries
A black fly in the coffee
The pen waits and waits
In case a gale grows and gathers
Sticks to shake the branches
Fervent pink pomegranate
Offers a warm handshake
Pen quietens
The poem crystallizes
Categories:
quietens, art, imagery,
Form:
Free verse
I can't weep the sadness from me
it trickles inconspicuous
and never quietens the volume
Blurred sight making passing vehicles
headlights spayed and sprayed
across the oil black asphalt
like orphaned sprites in the deadened night
Looking for myself in the periphery
Looking for the moments when the pain
can be felt
Just looking to feel
Categories:
quietens, poetry,
Form:
Free verse
I hope that the sun melts away
And the air gets quietens down
Soon
I’ll be waiting here
For the light to leave my shoulders
And the winds to get cooler
It’s a shame
That things like this become
Something to be feared
The seasonal swings graze
My ear
And I’ve only just started summer break
But I’m tired of the beating sun
Down my back
Categories:
quietens, seasons, solitude, summer,
Form:
Free verse
Thoughts turbid & uncontrollable
So why make complex the simple
If lower mind wishes to play, let it
With but one condition: don’t let it sit
No sooner thought grasps an object
We send it off on another quest
Thus thought being unable to stagnate
Quietens on it’s own into stillness sedate
It is not the movement of thought per say
That cause any divine connect delay
Rather it is its tendency to grow roots
Which we need to stop, getting it to reboot
16-August-2020
Categories:
quietens, spiritual,
Form:
Rhyme
Living life
because of my fear of death
Enveloping black with something darker
Hunger for my private tears
and hiding lies in the sunlight
This crumpled mask shelters the nothing behind
The wrinkled smile lost to the night
Hope turns
Silence never quietens
And pain trickles over the numb
Squeezing breath out
and clutching at the little deaths
between breaths
I am not
I am nought
My truth no longer sought
Hope turns
Silence never quietens
And the numb
is all i have got
Categories:
quietens, poetry,
Form:
Free verse