Short See Red Poems
Short See Red Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about See Red by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about See Red by length and keyword.
before you see red
don't have a hard head
its makes a soft bed
do whats right
live your life
kethis in mind
got listen
SOMETIME
its long with tails
i look like wail
and little pail
this corlor never fails
me you see red
corlor
of my bed
i feel set you can bet
with my NEW
RED DRESS
you see red
look ahead
you see yellow
get mellow
move slow
before you go
you see green
its not a dream
might say go right
part the
SIGNAL LIGHTS
turquoise sky
castle Britannica
rowing club in gentle waters
arrival of swans
I head to the turret
binoculars on a ledge
I see red tulips
loving the turquoise sky
We go crazy in the head, when you lie with lie in bed.
All are green lights, you don't see red !
No conscience cricket chirps in your calm corrupted head.
To wither in a wasteland, we are being led.
(11.08.2023)
September saunters in with hints of fall in tow,
brief respite from late summer’s sultry heat.
Mild weather will stand down for summer’s last hurrah.
Then autumn’s unique glories we will greet.
Already we see red and amber in the trees,
and falling leaves are dancing in the breeze.
RED ROSE
I AM VERY GLAD TO SAY AT EARLY MORNING.
AT MY VERANDAH BELL IS RINGING.
I SEE RED ROSE BLOSSOMS IN MY GARDEN.
I SHALL SEE AND CARE SO THAT NO ANY BURDEN.
SEE IT NICELY.
EMBRACE IT HEARTILY.
BUT I WILL NOT TEAR IT EASILY.
RED ROSES ARE TO BE KEPT IN MY HEART CORDIALLY.
SAROJ KHAN[SAKHA]
~The Space Between Us~
Is just in our thick heads.
You see blue, I see red!
Allow others to be, as they are.
If you do, you will become a star.
No, don’t sell out for a friend!
Thats so unbelievably phony!
Better off being dead.
Be free, always, dearest, sleepy head.
10/1/ 2021
A-n ode to skyway
N-ight or day you can say;
A-ny kind of weather, you can see red, blue or gray.
C-rimson, coal, and black
A-re found there too;
R-ays of the sun and moon
A-re wonderful so true.
N-ovember twenty-fourth,
A-llow me to fervently pray;
Y-es, to the Lord in heaven, with an ode to skyway.
When is a bribe a compromise?
What do you do when you see red?
Britain no longer belongs to us.
Some things you hate more than others.
Things that get my goat
Rude or bad drivers
Children out of control
Know it all's.
Notch on the bedpost guys
People who try to show one up
and finally old age
That's enough for now.
I wish I could say all the words in my head,
I wish their dumb words didn't make me see red,
I wish I wasn't so angry and sad,
I wish I could have back what i had.
I have a long list of wishes and dreams,
But more often I see them ripping at the seams.
Most wishes will rarely ever come true,
And most dreams never fully followed through
Falling in between family cracks
Only with shirt on your back
Sometimes life is incredibly wacked
The adults mistakes mean life is bad
Even though it’s not your fault
Racking brain with what you said
Keeping hope seems a lost cause
In time so angry you see red
Defying the odds determined to be
Someone powerful when grown and free
October sun shining through the fall leaves,
what beautiful colors you do weave.
I first see red,
looks like the leaf has bled.
Then I see blue,
when I think of you.
Peeking through a leaf is a bright orange,
looks like my morning porridge.
Sun shinning through in glittery gold,
what a beautiful sight to behold.
Date: 10/29/2019
There was a number I'd never answer
I avoided it like it was cancer --
I would just let it ring
Or if texted, go ping --
Wife didn't suspect a belly dancer
Then one day my wife picked it up instead
Oy! I knew that I was as good as dead --
Yet I breathed a deep sigh
When she said, by-the-by --
That dancer from Bali made me see red
"As the leaf of life sleeps upon my lips,"
I will see the "foliage of farewell."
"When the soul-stars dream and die,"
I see red leaves covering the fall trees.
"O fall, let this lore of love be the last,"
for I now see "I am the Eyes of Time."
The green leaves must change colors for the fall,
but "neither dusk nor dawn can delude me."
I see RED; Blood RED,
That’s all my eyes will
Allow me to see…
This is not the person I am, for
The person I’ve become,
IS NOT ME!!!
Have I not suffered enough for
All my mistakes?
Have I not paid my dues for the
Things I’ve done wrong?
Every second of everyday…
I wish I wasn’t human, for then me
Wouldn’t have made all of
Those awful mistakes!
Form:
Whenever I see red roses, they remind me of you and the love we once shared.
You gave me a single rose daily, to show me how much you cared.
You used to buy me a bunch of buttercups, whenever I needed cheering up.
Then for a while it was lilies of the Nile. Once you surprised me with blue tulips and I gently kissed your lips.
The flowers you once gave me reminds me of you.
Form:
Red is beautiful.
Red can be as dark as violence,
And as light as love.
It can hold feelings of limerence,
That I am never sick of.
Red is the taste of crisp apples,
And the color of blood.
It is the aftermath of battles,
When the day is done.
Red is beautiful,
Red is wonderful.
But when the day is gone,
And when the day is dead,
We will never see it.
We never see red.
Fruit Rainbow
In my minds’ eye, I see a fruit rainbow,
Seven colors of wonderment strategically placed in a row!
I see red apples, orange mangos, yellow bananas, to name a few,
Green grapes, blue-berries, indigo plums and violet boysenberries too!
In my minds’ eye, I see a fruit rainbow,
An arc full of flavors displayed as Natures halo!
Written By: Sarita A. Milliner, © 11/12/15
The sun has torched you flaming red
A blooming of spring canopies spread
From a mile away I see red tree heads
Her red hot fringe teases the wind
She sways in tune marching lines ahead
And falls gently kissing this earthy bed
Street-long heavy-hung red pollen she spreads
Her fragrance follows this beauty in red
Passion awakens
With slow gentle rain kisses
Flaming red within.
15.3.2021
Tears are dropping as I cry,
As I see red stars in the sky.
My cheeks become a bit dry.
Both my eyes frowned,
Just because I got stunned.
Inside me, pain pinned.
Proud off, I lost my pride.
My tap has been spoiled inside;
Water is flushing loosely outside.
Regulation has gone grudgingly,
As my water is watering waste plants,
Causing more tears on my cheeks.
Poem by Mugisho N Theophile
Two tulips standing side by side
Sway in the breeze, then, bump.
"Say! Don't be fresh," says Red.
"Sorry, Red," says Blue,
But I just thought a little bump
Would make me red like you."
"Now Blue, it's very plain to see
You self-esteem is low.
But why? Look at the sky;
No clouds, all blue----you!
Now poor me, where can I see red?
On some tin can in the dump?"
"No", says Blue, "on you"----bump!
"A King deserves His full name~Christmas. Xmas is not good enough." By Poet
I love smelling the home-baked cookies,
and eating all the wonderful goodies.
The tree is decorated with balls and lights,
beneath the nativity makes one look twice.
The word "Xmas" makes me see red,
it should be dead.
The word is "Christmas" to be spread,
do not be misled.
To the king,
gifts you can bring.
contest Own It
I hear the voices within my head.
the thoughts go back and forth
so much power goes to quieting
this internal fight within
eyes closed to fight all that is external
until I see red balls of light
...shhhh I whisper to my all too active brain
feel the sun only...the essence of warmth.
Sun moon day night
eternal one over and over....
honest brain continued dialogue.
i am this.
Let me tell you of God
You see, he has killed a lot of people
and when you look into the light
The light makes him sneak
so you have to find him at night
Right before you sleep
Tell him about your tight day
And dont make him feel shame
It is only at night
when you find peace and grace
It is only right
when you talk to him, alright
when you cant see shame
When he cant see red
when he is clean and right