Short Spill The Beans Poems

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This lovely bird!
Have you seen him 
At your window?
Have you  heard?
His sweet singing in forests
Not babbling! To you
Spill the beans.

© Abdullah Alhemaidy  

let's See
     If He

Will Hang
     With Gang

Or Will
 Just Spill

How Many
If Any

Seconds

Are there

In A

Year ?


Now Don't 
Leave Me

Hanging !   { LOL}

© Katherine Stella  

I know you are in my love.

Shall I disclose all?

Spill the beans?



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Placement: HM ;(Nov.2011)

Contest:Quinzaine Again (Theme:Love)

Sponsor:Dr.Ram Mehta

By:kashinath karmakar

© Kash Poet  

playing chicken with couch potato
bring home the bacon with two peas in a pod 
in a pickle with forbidden fruit
full of beans with egg on my face
go bananas with sour grapes 
cream of the crop with dangling carrots
cool as a cucumber with apple of my eye
crying over spilt milk with raising a toast
spill the beans with cheesy jokes

© Clive Culverhouse  

COPLA VEINTISEIS : This Bad Guy World

Yet there’s one more explanation
Psychopaths make the best businessmen
All in the genes

Way the chips spin into motion
Bad Guys can blame it on semen
And spill the beans

Watch the Bad Guy twist turn and split
Most convenient it’s to slip up
In short play sick

His role’s to get Good Guys to quit
So this rotting world will blow up
Till all fall sick

© T. Wignesan – Paris, 2014

© T Wignesan  

Your sweet golden,
Brown Sugared, skin
adds A little spice,
to life, Destine,
to explore the nature, 
of yours, I am nurtured, 
and famished, With,
constant under standing, 
why you are loved, so
Baked in by declaration, 
of your lips, speaking genuinely,
Above and beyond, captured,
my hunger,
in complete ness, 
To never let go, 
because you complete me, to
continue, As I Spill The Beans, 
that pour through your words,
Among mine, to become one...

© Carma Sanderson  

People come, and people go
Poets are just the same you know
But what decides to where Poets travel
Please be free to say and unravel

Is it down to a desire to move on
Or take the huff and say it's not for I
Mm, maybe it's about histrionics
Leading to behaviour becoming chronic

Well then, shall we share and spill the beans
Boycott to detention with a slap on the wrist 
For if whomever fails, be read to has been
And miss the ass they've always kissed

© James Fraser