Short Startup Poems

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


Life

Life is not something to choose
if not getting the answer, 
can get some clues...

Life has no such regulations and rules 
like you have to follow every don'ts and do's

Life is an adventurous hue...

Just wake up the morning new,
tie up the laces of shoe,
and startup the journey,
to fulfill your dreams due...


© shardekhya
Form: Rhyme


October Sunset

COPYWRITE 2014
MaryAnn Buchanan


OCTOBER SUNSET

We love the dying light;
The sudden nature of the golden day.
Then watch the weightless clouds 
Cover covens of moody hills,
Startup burning colors and 
Stalk the trees to smolder 
Under a slow burn that glows
Tints and frames designer eyes.
Behold! 
Watch it tuck its red heart 
Into the cold ground.
Form: Pastoral

Silent Getaway

Silent getaway

 
Cold rain falls on the cover of life-death
Ice in the soul froze letters on startup

 
We departure silently in a memory route
The muse wounds in a last verse

 
Pages and tears and letters falling like autumn leaf
Sweet torture kisses of separation and rain and pain

 
It was summer in return there had tears and songs
The book is wet in a prologue the muse dies

Do Big Thing

Smallest thing do big thing
Everything is depend on confident
If you faith on you
You can make each dream come true
Understood the real thought
You have to touch whole of sky
Not only a smallest part
So make a start up toward your faith
Believe is your will power
May be victory knock your door?
And sky do shower of flower
Your wake up is your on soul
Don’t feel you are lonely
Try to put you on right trek
Your hard startup touch right end
Form: Lyric

My Morning Routine

Daily morning birds chirp to wake me up
Sometimes they form a singing group.
Through the sylvan windows with teacup,
I enjoy the early morning tranquility to warm up.
Some mysterious noise from the setup
I made for the baby squirrel, which was grownup.
Oh!I forgot it and started posting poems on poetry soup
It was hungry and so it nabbed my bread and ketchup
I watch the smiling flowers and dancing trees in closeup
Such a venerable day to startup
Form: Monorhyme


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