Short Should Know Better Poems
Short Should Know Better Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Should Know Better by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Should Know Better by length and keyword.
Shook up shaking
the bigot tree
loose nuts crushing
they them me
crosses bashing
crosshair fit
I should know better
but I just can’t quit.
I see right through you,
you can play dumb all you want
~ if that's your winning strategy
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
A child your age should know better.
You know exactly why you're being punished.
I hope you never do that again.
Let this be a lesson you'll remember.
AP: Honorable Mention 2026
Trying to understand
all of the mysteries of the world -
all of the politics, the emotions....
become blurred.
As humans we should know better
since we are supposed to be
the most intelligent race,
well if this is true then why are we promoting things
that are an udder disgrace?
i would love to have the chance to ask the dog star are you Sirius?
John Tirious won't tell people his daughter's name it's Miss Tirious
if i were fuzzy wuzzy and lost all my hair i'd be furrious
when songwriters erase are they "decomposing" or "delyrious"?
[i should know better than to dabble in such puns, after all i am a groan man]
how childish
how immature
but it gets me
through
the spell
where i'd like
to kill someone
blood pressure
through the roof
my head could explode
but at least
i’m not committing
any crime
or saying something
i cannot take back
i know i know
it's the easy way out
i'm not proud of it
i should know better
i'm just a coward
and a hypocrite
AP: Honorable Mention 2026, Honorable Mention 2021
At dawn,
you graze my face
tracing my jawline with your thumb to say:
“It’s nice to have someone here for once.”
I should know better than obsessing over men
whose attention doesn’t need begging
stitching myself into bedsheets
meant to be left half empty
but I guess you just get me.
If home is a body,
I already sense aftershocks
self-inflicted eviction setting in
slipping away half asleep
dreading the inevitability of leaving.
I gave you the voice
I gave you the pen
I gave you the paper
To write a letter
To those who should know better
I gave you the hands
With which to plead
I gave you the tears
To show how much you hurt
I gave you the bruise
To show others what's done to you
I gave you the blood
For the injuries to bleed
I gave you belief
Beyond the life you live
I gave you the man
That's given you so much pain
Thank me for your lesson
And everything you gained
Here we go again this time. Shaking my head in disgust. Fighting with myself to stay sane
Tugging and pulling thinking to myself what a damn shame
You should know better after all this time what the hell is the problem..
Where should I began because I have a lot of them
No longer a spring chicken and getting set in my ways
Health issues with hot flashes and depressing day
With thoughts of what I could've should've would've done if only I had ran the marathon .