Short Scarry Poems
Short Scarry Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Scarry by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Scarry by length and keyword.
I didn't know what
the existent desire is
until I met you today
Your hope scarry me
though we exhilarating
nil bad will happen to us
A hirsute young man named Barry
who's beard and mustache were quite scarry
cut off his hair
when presented a dare
from a woman he wanted to marry!
Tripping
down
the
wind
pipe
of
the
ananomy
of
a
snake
that
travels
in
ribbons
and
over
the
rocks
and
branches
and
in
dark
and
scarry
places
that
always
end
in
fertilizer
for
flowers
and
grass.
Very Scary Toil and Tarry
Trump at times seems so scarry
Much more also may become very
From reality he is always far
From politics we should bar
While we work, toil and tarry.
Jim Horn
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Anyone afraid of ghosts out there
I'd even bet my bottom molars there are
The creaking floors while you're half asleep
The ghostly visions in the corner of the room
Just after turning off the light
Your skin crawls with a sudden chill
Ghosts are not real everybody knows that
Or are they...
I have looked death in the face,
did not like what I saw.
Depart from me I told it
not wanting face realete.
God created you, and
God can destroy you I said to it.
It just stood their looking at me
It was not scarry not way people
made it out to be.
He looked like an angel
Death is over come
death is dead
Death is overcome
By Jesus our Lord.
When I fell in love with you,
I imagined that our love would take place
between your heart and my heart,
Unfortunately, after a while,
I figured out that it would happen
between your mind and your heart
between my mind and my heart
and between your mind and my mind
not between you and me
I think we’d better give it up
as it sounds rather scarry
Half empty bottle,
Half empty ashtray,
Cigarette burning,
Thoughts turning,
TV on,
Crowds, panic,
Someone is running,
Someone is crying.
World seems on fire,
Faces in horror,
Bombs going off,
People with guns,
Faith in ruins,
Life under terror,
World seems so small,
Danger so real,
Another day another way,
To live and to die,
Some have more time,
Others ran out.
If i was the world,
I would have given the sun
its rays light and
warmth or,
I would have grant you the moon to smile
by darkness
In a Scarry night would have
dressed the sky with stars
The future ,its fantasies could have merge
with dreams seas could have tide love
To the shores of affection
Happiness could have gull and love like a ship could have float in our friendship
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calm...
and that poem was title-less because it was just a spaz attack
POOPIE!
sorry... one more spasm...
ok... you can go away now and not waste any more seconds of your life on this excellent poetry!