Short Resource Poems
Short Resource Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Resource by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Resource by length and keyword.
Mother Nature is our life force
as it supplies us with our life source
and all humans need to enforce
that Mother Nature is our only resource
Where everyone will create
their own jewelry,
paint a wonderful rose,
feel what she feels,
see what she sees,
for her resource and interior.
Humpty Dumpty sat on the wall
But so Humpty Dumpty wouldn’t fall
He was sent by the head of human resource
On a three week health and safety course
Form:
There once was a world resource bank
Where aliens would freely yank
Incredible shares
But the wealth for all heirs
Was lost and their planet did tank
May we be blessed to understand
from the moment we come out of the womb
how Mother Nature should never be thought of as a resource…
but more as treasure…
an heirloom
Today I’m thankful for Indigenous wisdom
wisdom that needs to be respected…
The earth is not a resource to use up…they believed
It is an heirloom to be treasured and protected
so potent,
a scarce resource
the essence of
true love,
comes
not by chance,
oust the negative
radiates
itself
hold love aloft-
the only antidote
to all things
superficial
Stop wasting your presence
If is of no essence
What a precious resource?
Don't attend
If it's just to pretend
Why paste your picture
amidst the vultures?
Irrespective of the culture
Essence of purity and nature
Tastes smooth, smells potent
Forever lost in the bliss of swirling smoke of relaxation
A sin to consume a natural resource created by the same creator of sins
Emoted investment
dividends high
Buying then selling
as spirit contrives
Unlimited resource
consciousness fares
In debits and credits
— whose riches ensnare
(Dreamsleep: October, 2024)
Finding sickness a problem came with some solutions science.That’s sickness is an art also a human resource.Arthritis is the source.What it is?Art Hr Is It,sickness an art also a human resource all what Arthritis,is!
May we all be blessed to understand
When we walk among her trees, her mountains, her rivers, her flowers
It is only through our arrogance
that we think of Mother Earth as a resource
instead of our inheritance
Literary bridge to nowhere
Without compass, pen as guide
O'er rambling discourse, each jagged meter
Freely moving with rythymless strides
Subconsciously retreading again
Until stumbling into idyllic, lyrical retreat.
Nature's stature waning fast
glaring culture feining gasp
merchandized...disenfranchized
unbridled ostracize....
Organisms will retain
nature's glory will regain
human nature can't contain
raping resource bane disdain....
My dearest internet
My bread and butter
If you disappear
I am fretting
When typhoon strikes
You are nowhere to be found
When power shutdowns
I fiercely frowned
You are the source
Of my resource
My happiness
My brightness..
Open Borders
Miracle Man
4/19/2024
Open borders is denied with a casual sigh,
now we’re in a mess and still don’t know why.
They swarm our borders,
to be resource hoarders,
all are illegal and should be told bye-bye.
Neath six feet below.
Lie his old bones.
A causality of war.
As Millions before.
The Young with the Old.
Those rich or poor.
For Want of More.
A Human Resource.
Neath cold gray stone.
Engraved Unknown.
Lie his old bones.
Forever Alone.
love bridges vibrational mismatch
without employing use of force
wielding power ethereal
it’s our sole resource
spiritual heart hums
toroidal force compelling
yet it is a bliss mist so gentle
ascension of our soul foretelling
Sun reigned sans remorse,
To river he hailed his horse,
Reason is when no resource
One takes such a course,
A bridge is when built on shores.
But man would not have far gone
Had he been to paved-ways prone.
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Senryu + |38.06.2021|
seas of God's bounty
life source and blessings' resource~
heaven's grace displayed
* Genesis 1:22 And God blessed them, saying, Be fruitful, and multiply, and fill the waters in the seas, and let fowl multiply in the earth.
August 14, 2018
chakras hitherto ignored now pulsate
all polarised nodes wish to merge with source
manner of change varies as does blink rate
all accomplished without the use of force
kundalini being our sole resource
that as subject and object become one
all we are aware of is bliss beat’s hum
Our only resource, is God’s love
All else is but a dream
In-pouring within from above
Does joy endlessly stream
We all need time to heal
That bliss in full appeal
Infuses zest and zeal
Love employs no force
Our only resource
16-April-2022
Quietus
Graded silence orbits the source
In throes of bliss delight
Music divine it’s sole resource
Nestled at zenith height
Each pulse, hold and release
Seductive is the breeze
Heart so easy to please
Joyous cadence
Graded silence
01-September-2021
Quietus
Thesaurus is my daily friend
Treasures in there never end
I find new words time and time again
Thesaurus is my daily friend
Rhyme Time is the Place I venture
When I want to rhyme adventure
Daily I flip through my resource books
Poems fly out at me, grasping my dendrites by their hooks
Here's a piece of reality guaranteed to make you nauseous and sick.
We treat our oceans as a combination pantry / toilet.
Our oceans are a great resource for much of our food,
yet we dump our wastes into the sea
polluting our pantry.
Eat from the toilet? Now that can't be healthy or cool.