Short Spy Poems

Short Spy Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Spy by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Spy by length and keyword.


Covert Assignment

Spy game continues
Disguise deceit cheat
Expose leak tweet
Do did done
Under the sheet.
Note. Everyone deserves defense.
Form: Rhyme


Killing a Spy

Russian spy A. Litvinenko 
Had no heart, for a status quo;
But, when he revealed his odium, 
He earned the deadly polonium.
Form: Clerihew

Premium Member Spy Named 355

Culper spy ring during revolution
Avoided detection evolution
Woman named 355
Was quintessential spy
Her identity unsolved solution
Form: Rhyme

Spy Bug

Her computer had a spy bug
So, she pulled it from the wall plug
She disassembles it quick
Then used a new trick
Giving the system a debug tug
© Daisy Ward  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Limerick

Premium Member Eye Spy

baby is crying the three year old is “why-ing” daddy fell off his pulpit one eye spied red-blooded male thought it okay to take life
Form: Tanka


My Favorite Spy

My own favorite spy, James Bond 007,
He loves stirred Martini, but not shaken.
He is very lovable and blue-eyed blond,
That’s why sexy spies gave up their gun.
Form: Clerihew

Premium Member A Spy Named Cy

We have this guy who’s a covert spy.
This sneaky little runt is named Cy.
Like a fly on the wall,
this Cy can hear it all.
He knows all that goes on in this sty.
Form: Limerick

Spy Master

Zafar Sapari agar me teray Ghar Kay mobile phones ya hidden cams say Teri ma Behan ko daikhun to phir tujhay Kesa lagay ga???
Note.Begerat wada dramabaz munafiq dogla domui.

Premium Member I Spy

The
self
portrait-
reflected
mirror of the mind

So many to look at just google the artist and words self portrait eg here is Joan Miro's

http://www.abcgallery.com/M/miro/miro20.html
Form: Ekphrasis

Fly Spy

As a fly on the wall of Larry's domain

I would witness first hand the cause of his pain

        Once I saw what I saw

        Larry's Mother-in-Law

I'm sure that  I'd never go back there again!
Form: Limerick

Spy Network

There is a spy network deviously in disguise
Operating in Australia with their country's spies,
We even fund their operation
Right throughout our vast nation
Eating at Chinese restaurants, we should be more wise.
Form: Limerick

Premium Member Sammy the Spy

He seemed quite shy
did Sammy the Spy
Yet his reticence masked
a mind calculating, sly

When but a wee lad
Sammy uncovered the facts of life --
Picking his folks' bedroom lock 
He gawked, then gasped, 'Oh, my!'
Form: McWhirtle

SPY

Numbness poisoned flowers
spooky nights serenaded
with chattered cowers,

wounded grasp cascaded 
panicked voices bloomed
mother's smile paraded

with gleams doomed,
yearning hopeless answers
as death roamed.
Form: Other

Premium Member Flower

Fuchsia petals stretching towards sun
Lavender fragrance as aromatherapy 
Onyx feet in grass on a barefoot run
Whimsical white wind blowing trees 
Emerald green eyes play game of I spy
Red roses strike poses in the July sky
Form: Acrostic

New House Near the Road

A newly built house near the road 
Where the prying eyes live like toads 
To mind others is what they do everyday 
They don't even have a holiday
Other than that, they're idle like slob 
'cause prying on others is their only job
Form: Rhyme

Cyber Room

Don has a private room
A special room cyber room
Direct contact with intelligence agencies
Multiple cell phones whatsapp accounts
Indian european Nigerian numbers etc.
Note.Agencies have some special softwares to hack and crack.

Premium Member I Spy a Druid Woman

Mark's response:
"I've seen drooling women
before. Ben! You want pulled pork
for dinner?"

"Mark!" You don't know
anything."

How do you know
she's a druid?

She is out for a run
with a fistful
of leaves and branches.

Dead giveaway.
© CC Bloom  Create an image from this poem.

Scooby Doo

A B C
Alphabets are three
D E F
Hardy and Jeff
G H I
Grass and butterfly
J K L
Heaven and Hell
M N O
Never and No
P Q R
Puppy and Star
S T U
Same to You
V W X
Volt watt Max
Z and Y
Julie why spy?
Note. Alphabets are basic building blocks of language.
Form: ABC

I Spy

As I try to clean up my mother's garden

I spy:

2 novels (read)

4 red roses (undead)

A single roll of thread

 5 batteries (dead)

A weeping daisy on the edge

And a bit of some very depressed hedge.

All things my mother would hate to find in her beloved garden.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member I Spy-

Bonds that shake The innermost being from your soul spirit From your palms of defeat up through you To your throat with your voice speaks Shall I spy with my eye Crossing the horizon I fly Due impart with my heart in guise I Spy
12/4/19 Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2019

Spy Technology

Pegasus can see text messages,photos,emails videos,contact lists and can record audio video phone calls and it can also secretly turn on a phone's microphone and camers to create new recordings.
Note.Spy technology penetrates sharia law.
Couplet
Na parda raha na chaar dewari,,
Ab kya karay ga mazhab hmara?

The Abyss, the Spy and the Past

I'm wearing a frown
A dark, forlorn suit...I guess 
I am the abyss...
You are mighty down
I saw you zip through the crowd
I am the spy...
I'm roaming around,
Picking up the small pieces
That were once my past

The abyss, the spy, and the past
Clothe me with curiosity...
Will this nightmare vanish or last?

Spy

Hello Sir
Good Evening 

Your room Sir

Sorry the lift is currently out of order

4th Floor up the Stair's 
Down the corridor on the right hand side
Room 101 

Use the Card Key
But before you enter
Knock 3 times please

Excuse me sorry

Do you know ?
Who 
Or
What is in there ?

No 
Sorry
Do you ?

Philo-Spy the Sleeping Dog

Those with there eyes open are not always awake                                                 
Those with there eyes closed are not always sleeping                                                 
So if you go to take make sure he is not awake                                                            
For you may be surprized to see no peeping
© John Beam  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Grook

The Fly Who Was a Spy

Now I've landed some crappy jobs in the past,
but finally landed a job I'd hope would last,
working as a spy for the C.I.A.,
my first important job
on the wall of the Soviets that day...
Flying around with a little camera, 
wearing my little hat,
I saw Putin come towards me with something behind his back,
meeting my demise with a Soviet "SPLAT!"

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