Short Reactive Poems

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


Premium Member Misunderstood

an introvert marches bumpkinly by blamable boloney misleadingly reactive


(Weekly Magnetic Poetry Challenge • September 21–27, 2026)


Premium Member I Am

I am
fermenting in tedium
emotionally over-reactive
frequently inappropriate
irresponsible but trustworthy
discontentedly powerless
and frequently overwhelmed.

Premium Member An Unpainted Whore

When Russia inevitably evens the score
Ukraine will remain an unpainted whore
   To NATO unattractive
   Russia wary, reactive
Hiding in alleyways, pre-Third World War
Form: Limerick

Premium Member A SOCCER ELEGY

Oh dear oh dear
where is the beautiful game?
behind its defensive wall
it seems passing back&forth
is now the be&end-all-
reactive not proactive & no guile
'wing-back' sums-up this woeful style
Form: Elegy

Crossing the Pet-Peeve Line

****-retentive 
stick up the ass
over-reactive
over-dramatization
over seemly unimportant 
irrelevant issues seemed to 
always be the response to 
crossing over the pet-peeve line
that had been created over time
Form: Lyric


Sits The Monkish Owl

Sits the monkish owl.
Beneath its own cowl.
If not candled and windowed, lit as
Soft, meditative.

That, wakeful, before
Sinks, wearily, more.
Grass-burnt, sunned life. Flashed too lewd, pranced through.
Dawned; hell-reactive.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Caressing Touches

Caressing touches are so luscious 
That emotions so crush us.

Temping smells are so attractive 
Causing desires so reactive.

Soothing voices are so alluring 
Creating thoughts so enduring.

Our feelings are so addictive 
Our behavior so predictive.
Form: Couplet

Premium Member DATSON

D is for desire, your thoughts do aspire. 
A is for attractive, internally and externally reactive
T is for tough, not hard but ten ply enough
S is for sincere, a pillar of truth to all you hold dear
O is for orderly, a lifelong passion you are extraordinary
N is for normal, step outside of the box that is so formal
Form: Acrostic

A Smile

It brightens a room
It warms a heart
Leaves quite an impression
That's how it starts
This one simple act
Can transform a day
Turn it to blue skies
Wash away the grey
So contagious, so attractive
Slap one on and its reactive
Just try it sometime
You'll see it's worthwhile
When you flash one of these
An unbelievable SMILE
© Merce Fa  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member MY SHADOW

         My  Shadow ! Sensitive :  Nearest relative ! 
          In light, you appear dark, active, selective.
           In dark, you flee, being reactive ! Fugitive !
          Wow ! Close to follow : short, long, wide, narrow
            as light with me be able to allow ,--
           sideways, back, front to come and go.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Short Forms

mainstream 
                detours,
meeting,formalising
in
   pared
             down
                       measures:
erudite
peculiar
often despised
yet full 
             of meat!
elevated 
              by genius,
creative
reactive,
              textual
              metaphors
of
     poetic
               novelty
Form: Verse

Open Wound( For Eddie)

The first day I saw him,
He was with a group of men,
Chattering silently,
Something struck me then,
And it was Cupid,
I was wounded.

Whenever I saw him,
My analytical mind would completely shut down,
Exposing my reactive mind,
Thus,
My actions grew irrational.

But now,
I am struggling to heal,
I have taken out the arrow,
But the wound is still there.

Premium Member A Study in Opposites

My days are defined by routines
Predictable and soothing
Mostly determined by the needs
Of my wife and our five dogs.

My nights in contrast
Are ruled by the mercurial 
Creative power of a dreaming mind
Where anything’s possible and welcome.

Where does such creativity come from?
I can only imagine
It is merely the reactive
Opposite of my days.

(12/1/25)
Form: Narrative

Premium Member A QUATRAIN of ALLITERATIVE ATTRIBUTES sep 21

A QUATRAIN  of ALLITERATIVE ATTRIBUTES 
bumpkinly buttercup bannerlike bovid boloney breath brainwashed at the  bibliothecal

reschedule recapitulate reactive reignite reflective radar repercussion

spiteful snorting sociopath  signal schematically scare submarine

understand unmodifiable uninquiring uniformize  unfalteringly unawares unsay unpleasing unreadably

Premium Member Kismet

One's  state of one's  predestination.  One's  divine will. One's  stumbling  upon factors of one's  fate, standing  against  twists and turns, people, places and personal possessions. Circumstances do and will appear  to be written  upon the wall. Kismet are you reactive to one's  freewill and actions? Outcomes now and then beyond one's control one tend to face one's fate.

Reactive Love

Now again I am here expressing feelings from deep within heart...
understanding you- I’m trying to,
My darling sweetheart
you must understand I am delighted to love you.
I wish only you to kiss;
a gentle peck to correct
loss, sadness, sickness.
Nurture you as lovers do...
for the entire world can go fickle as long as we don’t and
whenever you believe it’s over, I won’t.

Explosive

Insurmountable These feelings seem to overpower As your breath seduces me Calls to me Excites the very part of me That seems to always seek more And needs more I am enamored Brilliantly blinded by beauty Sensually, silently seduced Reacting quietly, yet fervently Heated to reactive tendencies Letting my mind erupt in fantasy As thought turns to reality

Premium Member Monk Mode

Stillness ever present scintillating;
softened attention our meditation,
doing nothing besides gently looking
at form and space, without calibration;
mindfulness our core orientation,
to each throb, receptive and attentive,
surrendered nonchalance non-reactive,
in joy and trust, welcoming magnetism,
be it gently purring or explosive,
each node within form, our sensorium.

08-January-2021
Form: Dizain

Sympathetic

We volley with sketchy returns
each moment of empathy mirrored
in cough or laugh,
toothy smile or nod
to prod hundreds of
muscles in chase,
scrambling for that
elusive reciprocal
that binds us in effort,

a hiccup of reactive
responses contrary
to conscience or will
to fill yawning mendacity
while locking journeys
in mutual discord
behind the mask
of ordinary compassion
banishing inner calm.
© John Weber  Create an image from this poem.

Secret Lovers

We cannot hide the way we feel;
you and I have our own lovers,
but our chemistry is too reactive
to be contained in our hearts;
flirting in the shadows, and making love
without any suspicion, has always been
our dirty secrets.

Secret lovers is what we are,
we cannot hide the way we feel,
or even think of letting it go,
for we will hurt each other so.....


Name: Teddy Kimathi

Date: 11/08/2014

Premium Member Story

What's in a name?
Not much to say
If nobody knows
That certain way
Your story grows
Beyond empty blame.


Story in a tale?
Not much more here
Except a hint
As odd strains cheer
Pleasure wrought by mint
Gusts windy gale.


Question your motive?
Cold breeze now hurls
Catch-up on a squeeze
Feel that sure curl
Fumble in a tease
Passive-reactive.




Leon Enriquez
01 September 2017
Singapore
Form: Rhyme

Today's Doctor Visit

I had my shot today
it made me feel a little gray
a side effect of medication
a doctors creation

Given by the nurse doth bestow
my husband holds my hand though
my friend talks to me on the phone
to calm my nerves as is above shown

It was a little hot today
what else should I say
I'm at home to recuperate
with my soul mate

It usually wears off by now
after my evening chow
tonight I feel a little hyper active
my pulse is a little reactive
Form: Rhyme

Paradox of Panic

When the cavalcade
in all its bluster
surrenders a gasp
to mutilation,
demands for reason
remind the renegade
that independence in isolation
ensures despair

regardless of economy
or lifting diction
until cornered,
provoking the reactive dongle
to flair each lizard eye
of survival with fangs
or invisibility

while skittering
like scandal onward
to twist the
imagination of
every blistered soul

before finally
branding the fringe
of consciousness
in harmonic accord.
© John Weber  Create an image from this poem.

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