Short Rubai Poems

Short Rubai Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short Rubai poems by PoetrySoup poets. Search the short Rubai poetry form by poem length and keyword.


Premium Member The Mosquito Is An Anomaly

The mosquito is an anomaly
  Its brief life spent in ferocity

Buzzes, stings, draws our blood
  ~ Revels in tortuosity


Premium Member Neither Cricket Nor Croquet

   Discriminating palates
      garnish salads with shallots
    
   But when eating croquettes
      avoid mallets

Premium Member The Good Times

Frittering their lives away
  at work, at home, at play

When the good times finally died
  ~ they'd nothing left to say

Premium Member The Card Game of Life

     Intrinsically dull
       he tried to raise hell... 

     In the card game of life
       invariably shelled

Premium Member Glimpses 10

#10:   GLIMPSES 


Query quaint quest
Bright blossoms best

~~~~~~~~~



Leon Enriquez
01 October 2017
Singapore


Premium Member Out of Gas

   Are exacerbated
     and exasperated related

   I’m not really sure ~ 
     though they always leave me deflated

Premium Member Extra Eyes On Top of My Head

Following the conclusion
of my foresight illusion.
Wait! Where was I headed?
My cogwheel brain’s in seclusion.

9/5/2021

Premium Member A Night At the Symphony

The bows pull our strings
      The pipe grants us wings

    The conductor waves his baton
      ~ Our hearts fairly sing

Premium Member Friends and Family

   Thank God for folks around me
     friends and family

   It's their love that sees me through
     life's calamities

Premium Member The Son is no Lebron

Bronny James’ game
     came up lame             
              
   demoted to the 'G-League'
     ~ fawning media's shame

Premium Member 'Neath a Mean Desert Sun

     I hear it from everyone
        Time stops for no one

     Though it slows to a crawl 
        'neath a mean desert sun

Premium Member My Druthers' Joys

Some say I too easily dismiss
    the joy of smoking cannabis

  Still though my druthers say
    they prefer a long-lasting kiss

Singing the Mortal Coil

Dancing the words to lance the boil
With grace and style but no toil
Watering the soul’s thirsty soil
Poetry sings the mortal coil

Premium Member Let the Games Begin

Morning hoofs a trail of smoke,
Horsepower for modern folk,
With eyes slightly open for pay.
Watch others dive in, do backstroke.

Premium Member A Song is a Way to Pray

  	A song is a way to pray
           a way to start your day

         with a tune on your lips
           ~ something to say

Premium Member 'de Plane, Boss' - Not What You Think

Go ahead. Change your genders, you two
      - Don't mind if we do...
          But never! Oh, never!
          ~ dare get tattooed!

It Must Be Win For All

Were it a fair world for all to win
People would wear a natural grin
Over would be this doleful din
Over the dreams dumped in the bin

Premium Member American Kitsch

	Pardon me
           But I fail to see
              Any beauty in the nuptials of
                  Taylor Swift and Travis Kelce

Premium Member O, to be a Cossack

     	O, to be a Cossack
            to be always on the attack 

        Slice ‘em up, carve ‘em up
            Never look back

Premium Member Inflation Strikes Hallmark

Pennies, nickels and dimes
    no longer take up our time

  Even a quarter's value falls shorter
    ~ no longer buys cheap valentines

Kindness, Indeed, Is What We Need

The milk of life is love and care
Without which we die in despair 
Live and let live or else you rot
Like those who were but never were!

Doomsday

i live a simple life in my own way
saving love treasures everyday
hoping having my share of heaven
 after when finally comes my doomsday

Premium Member Think Twice

    Ah, the innocence of youth
       to recapture it, forsooth

    Pursue new kinds of pleasures
       ~ ditch the gin with vermouth

To Many Little, To Few a Lot Belongs In a World That Has Gone To Pot

With powers vying to have us ruled
The lull of liberty has us fooled 
The rich and mighty sweep it all
And callused hands are rarely jewelled

Premium Member The Color of Love

The color of love at first sight
  needs be night to preserve it aright

Day's searing view obscures its hue
  augments a blemish ever so slight

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