Short Scorn Poems
Short Scorn Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Scorn by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Scorn by length and keyword.
A rose has so many thistles
As sharp as fractured rock crystals
When my lady fair
Puts one in her hair
I stand well back and just whistles
Trump Seen with So Much Scorn
Definately in side, Trump has been thorn,
And by him apart all of America was torn;
With rigor;
Much vigor,
While we still see him with so much scorn.
Jim Horn
KIDDIE SCORN
Little boy blue went
looking for a stray
He came upon a
maiden asleep in the
hay
Said he, I’ll slip
round and kiss her
awake
But found he’d made
a bad mistake
For pretty Nell,
though small in
size,
Sent Blue a crying
with two black eyes
No words to mend,
Hell's lack of moderation.
No salve to cool,
This fire’s damnation.
No drink to drown,
This love's dying thirst.
No breeze to blow,
Away this wretched curse.
No passion to hold to,
Through days so trying.
No voice to scream
But inside I'm dying!!
scorn me-
said you, sanity-
free me from this
captivity (no
recognition, no one
can listen)
what more should be
asked / who
; left to bask in
the glory of the
slippery & sound
"i'm sorry"
eyelids forced,
bound down across
the face- sense
(erase) the mouth is
a cave, where not even
the brave may
escape.
E-arly Wednesday morning
L-ight begins to shine;
Y-our birthday has come, as the sun rises above the line.
P-ouring raindrop disappears,
U-nderneath the wide blue sky;
R-ay from the red beacon,
I-s starting to ascend up high.
S-unny twenty-eighth December
I-s the day you were born;
M-ake your life strong and tough,
A-s you endure the enemy's scorn.
sorry she exposed her vulnerability
she’s getting the cold shoulder
recognizing it all too well
totally undeserved
it upsets her mostly since
she’s guilty of it herself
on someone in her past
who didn’t deserve it either
and she’s sorry
but won’t make amends
she sucks it up full circle
would rather live with the guilt
AP: Honorable Mention 2020
The past lingers in hush moment recall
Like overgrown vines matted together.
Then, yet shadows appear from it all.
Nascent sadness, unspoken feeling scorn.
Nascent sadness, unspoken feeling scorn
Then yet shadows appear from it all.
Like overgrown vines matted together.
The past lingers in hush moment recall.
8/16/2020
Contest Name MIRROR MIRROR
Sponsored By John lawless
Through in through,
Show this scar.
Dust it pours,
Falling far.
Through the fingertips,
And in the air.
Emotions boil down,
Giving it your share.
Tears you bring,
White dress shine.
Flowers escape,
In due time.
I'm calling,
The dig down,
It pumps red,
Gentile sound.
In breathe,
Beyond words,
"I want,"
All heard.
Eyes locked,
Hands torn,
Feet move,
You're scorn.
Form:
Never scorn my pure passion,
for it has no seed of abomination
and I have not made any attempt
to have a taste from another honey well
nor do I bamboozle you with my glittering sheepish look.
You alone has has been the centre
of this wild fire that burns within.
Now that our love is in bloom
my inner soul feels the thrill
of your tender affection which I cherish,
Oh my love, I yearn for a magical touch from you
Never scorn my pure passion,
for it has no seed of abomination
and I have not made any attempt
to have a taste from another honey well
nor do I bamboozle you with my glittering sheepish look.
You alone has has been the centre
of this wild fire that burns within.
Now that our love is in bloom
my inner soul feels the thrill
of your tender affection which I cherish,
Oh my love, I yearn for a magical touch from you
A sacred love that I have scorn
a bright red rose that I have torn
mistakes is all that I can make
you hating me I couldnt take
I hate the fact that I gave up
a slit in my heart is what I have cut
life without you is hard to bare
its impossible to look at you and just not care
I pushed you away
you shouldnt stay
you deserve the best
without you I know I couldnt rest
right now it seems i'll have to try
I hope I dont lose control and die.
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