Short Scorpion Poems
Short Scorpion Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Scorpion by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Scorpion by length and keyword.
once a scorpion
once a scorpion
now a greasy spot
in the road...
Deep in the soft shores;
scorpion, funny, nature
Two in a matchbox
Grasshopper and scorpion
and the winner is?...
The Spy Who Came in from the Cold
A log for the fire
Landed heavily on toes
Scorpion turned tail...
scorpion, allegory, beauty, character, mythology,
Black sand morning sky~
Scorpion strikes from the south
Orion hides now
I Am Scorpion
scorpion, introspection, life
Simplistic in view
Caring of heart
Original in style
Rehabilitated in life
Poetic in love
Insightful in thought
scorpion night of passion
scorpion, allegory, allusion, character,
April 4th Scorpion Nights of Passion
Born in October
Scorpion Passionate fool
Always taking the lead
consumed with dark desires
is this Scorpio buddha nature
consumed with dark desires
scorpion, power, satire,
Scorpion and frog
went on a journey
unable to swim,
scorpion was carried by frog
but scorpion lifted tail high
“Friend what are you about to do?”
“sting you for sure
If I do not sting you
I can’t live”
NOT WORTH A CENT
scorpion, change, environment,
A red cent was just a cent,
Good old days,
Now it's bought at 110 dollars,
A scorpion was poisonous,
Good old days,
Now it's sold at 110 dollars in business,
A scorpion no worth a cent,
Good old days,like our now economy!
scorpion, animals, nature,
Scorpion sting is more painful
than the venom of a snake;
with peppery feelings.
On lifting the old wet brick,
It moves swiftly to 'bite me',
Scorpionegge sensation flows
through my vein to Gwen.
Contest:'Bite Me' by Linda-Marie...
Did you hear about my pet scorpion
Who was a world chess champion
If he doesn't like a chess move you're planning to do
He will put the stinger to you
So in every match he competed
He would remain undefeated
You may ask why I would keep such a pet
I haven't figured that out yet...
Might Test Answer sheet
scorpion, imagination, inspiration, visionary,
I do not know?
Johnny Cage... Be enraged
Liu Kang... Look in your knowledge angles
Scorpion... Seek only your personality I opening
Sonya... Shaping omnipotent ye alpha
Sub- Zero... Substituting away from cold emotions
Kano... Knowing volcano
Raiden... Rainbows in divine's energy knowledge...
Eagle Feather of the First Born...
scorpion, life, mystery, native american, nature,
Pegasus on wings will fly
Hercules in strength nearby
Seven sisters dancing stars
Saturn rings,red glow Mars
Mercury avoids scorpion tail
Venus and virgins follow trail
Fresh water poured Aquarius
Nearby to scour is Uranus
Fish swim out new solar race
Original jewels alignment face.........
Scorpion is crying among
The trees behind the pilled weeds;
Dreaming and drinking with ecstasy
Where the earthly angels as conquered
Knights watched her from the Orca of Faytherin,
Which the melting ground seemed
To grow in fire and nothing was left
Under the faithful umbrella
Of a crazy lover.
Listen my Friend
scorpion, allegory, political,
A scorpion stings, does not massage
A snake bites, does not lick
Water runs down-hill
Clouds are mobile in the sky
God is invisible and holy
If you see scorpion that massages
Snake that licks its victim
Water that flows uphill
Clouds that live in trees
God that is seen and worldly
Who Am I
I have a little sting saved up for you
Because I am not fond of your species.
Most arachnids aren’t.
But I do not have to stay an arachnid.
I can shapeshift into knotted cords with lead spikes.
I can be found in the desert
Or in the Bible
Book of Kings.
My tail is treacherous
Who am I?
scorpion, death, life, nature,
A Scorpion entombed in Amber
Life frozen in the passage of time
Eyes fixed in cold gaze
As if enraged and amazed
At a fate so unforgiving
It’s body will never know
Ruin or rot
Never again feel
The heat or the cold
Nor will it suffer
A fate even tougher
To ne’er know what it’s like
…To grow old…
scorpion, abuse, beauty, best friend, black african american,
Diamonds are a forever a girls bestfriend.....
Son in his Sonnet......
Blair in his Witch.......
Hot in his come........
Sheltered in time of trouble........
Pinocchio in his lies.........
Stanza in his Stance.........
Neiman in his Marcus..........
Scorpion in his King.........
Captain in his log.........
SHE IS MINE
scorpion, cute love, feelings, jealousy,
SHE IS MINE
Once you see her pass aside
She is bitter more than you can imagine
She is poisonous more than a snake
More than a scorpion
I cannot say she a killer
But it may happen by emergence
Although to me she is sweet more than bee’s honey
More than everything in the world
I warn you off
Never approach her
She is mine.
BY MUSSA SHIKOME.
WORTH IN CHRIST
scorpion, bible, christian, discrimination, jesus, religious, self,
Forget what they call you, drunk or weed head
Whether you got class or got a weird beard
Names are just names, find worth in God's grace
Face reality, you can't defend your own case
Gotta let Jesus in and let Him do Him...
He's the way, He's the truth and the life I know Him
His blood like scorpion, screams, 'get over here'...
This is no mortal kombat flow, its not a warfare...
Late to school
The stick stung like scorpion
On his flesh
His face squeezes in smile
Of great pain
He scratches voilently
Trying to find some soothes
He is late to school
And he does 100 metres
All the way
All this he does only
To recieves lashes on his
The teacher has turned to
Be the punisher
As she stood with a face
That is covered with cloud
Of anger,that scares all
scorpion, basketball, fun, simile,
Once upon a whim
The sideways swinging motion
of an excavator’s limb
Spurred a trivial notion
That the way it goes
is like an elephant’s nose —
How it fed from the junk
like a foraging trunk
As it gathered, and tucked
Rose up; and chucked.
A while later, excavator
Backed away from fresh dug crater
Neatly folding digging limb
With scary points tucked safely in
Reminding of a scorpion...
scorpion, father, on writing and words
His stare was stark
We'd never know what behind his eyes
We'd never know what in his deepest mind
He looked up,
His tears fell down
The red rose tattoo in his right arm
With the scorpion one in his left could not cover his downfall feeling
We know he's tired
We can see it from his eyes
He used to be tough, he used to be strong
He fades his spirit away
Just don't give, you can't give up
Scorpions and Horses
Tonight I'll saddle up the scorpion
kicking to hell its armored flanks
ratchet legs charging straight ahead
poison lance hovering above my head
claws snapping at the cooling desert wind,
hunting for fiery pieces of moon tinged sin.
I'll romp with a band of glass blown vamps
in Bosh's tasselled garden of earthly delights-
Come sunrise, i'll dismount my poisonous tank
don a tie and ride a three piece suited pegasus.
MY KNOCKING ENGINE
scorpion, life, science,
creaky!,Jerking!...creaky-knocking!,It sounds like a champion,
moving faster than a snail on wonder land,
Sneaky and dangerous than a scorpion,
It sounds pleasant and funny like a bunny;
Thick smoke emanating from its big nostril,
Cough!cough!..and jerk!it moves on a lonely road,
This journey we must terminate for this terminal disease,
the heart is failing,let`s seek for a cardiologist...
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