Short Stealer Poems

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Art Dealer

they collect
you can bet
some paint
smoke  or saints
they all
love the picture on the wall
some or stealer
the ART DEALER


Premium Member Anthrax

Anthrax
By Tom Wright
10/14/2001

Silently mobile,
Produces anxiety,
Offensive bacteria,
Relegates caution,
Emitter of fear,
Stealer of life.
© Tom Wright  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Acrostic

You Little Stealer

menace to feeders
                                      squirrel extends from tree branch
                                                 steals tasty morsel
Form: Haiku

Mind Stealer

like a deer driven from the woods to the city - thief of thoughts fears all








Won first place in A thief who Steals your thoughts Poetry Contest sponsored by Bobby May
Form: Monoku

Premium Member Dementia

unforgiving, slow stealer of thoughts; all precious memories held dear




A Thief Who Steals Your Thoughts Poetry Contest 
Sponsored by Bobby May 
Date written and submitted: 12/27/2019
Form: Monoku


Premium Member Deal Killer

The Deal Killer,
The Heart Stomper,
The Grain Grinder,
The Mind Stealer,
The Spine Feeler,
The Mind Peeler,
The Spine Dealer,
The Chain Binder,
The Strained Reminder,
The Shamed Re-teller...
And now that all have spoken...
The deal is broken.
Form: Rhyme

Satan the Sheep Stealer

Satan is the sheep stealer
the con wheeler and dealer
Such a sneaky snake
 lulls sheep to sleep
desires their crown 
What a  para-site!
What low-life creep!
says the Second Death
will keep them bound
but this reasoning is not sound
he wants you down
he wants your crown
© Mc Mc  Create an image from this poem.

The Fat Man and His Strings

he;s a leader 
he,s a stealer
he,s fat from taking
what,s not his

he has puppets who do his 
dirty work not caring who suffers
he holds his gut and secretly
calls them his faithful
he stole from the wrong one
now he,s roasting in the coals
and his puppets tried  and tried
but  no matter how hard they cry
the bell now rings
and on his strings they  fly

The Reaper

Someone is at the door Who could it be I open the door Only to see That it is the reaper of death The stealer of breath That has come for me I try to run I try to hide There is nowhere to go While he glides near I feel my fear I see my life All of its strife I open my arms To embrace my imminent death I feel him take my breath And suddenly Death

Premium Member Graceful

graceful
     ballerina
               gets her moment to shine, 
                         and shine she does! look at her twirl!
                                   all those in attendance applaud and cheer!
                         oh, she's poetry in motion
               and quite the show-stealer!
     infinitely
graceful

Premium Member Attention Stealer

Descending down the spiral stairs
Everyone look up and stare
Hair cascading unto her shoulders
Site of flesh on a slit tighter

She wore a flush of rosy red
A necklace graze the throat
The bodice hugs the hips
The heels clicks with each step

She converse with eloquence
Moving with checked elegance
Each word marks intelligence
A symbol of controlled temperance

by: olive_eloi
6:34pm
01/19/2014
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Form: Imagism

Homicide

Homicide what am I no other then death,body,you who made a bad decision,stealer of dreams I am blood linking out ur body I am death knight I come when u think u are a gangster and u think u are untouchable,protector,in the wrong place at the wrong time,when u don't mind ur business but I show u there no more life in u ur just my victims who cry to me and said why me I said because u act stead of thinking I said stop and think am I worth it
Form: ABC

Premium Member GHOST OF SUMMER

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its white berries cling like unanswered prayers~ a thief in the oak’s gnarled arms hung between the living and the dead. who hung this ghost of summer here? not root, not branch~ yet its green persists. why do we kiss beneath this thief’s branch, parasite of oak, stealer of light? perhaps because love, too, takes root in wounds we cannot name.

The Phisherman's Rhyme

I have my job, and you have yours
I earn more though, that's for sure

I cast nets out to the net
phishing baits and mimikatz

I catch you, your family and friends
Lock your files up, and ask for cash

Oh, don't worry my friend
keep doing your job, and I'll do mine

I'll visit you again, some time
and slip in through the click streams
of your peace of mind

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Mimikatz: popular open source password stealer used by criminals and testers alike to dump Windows credentials
© Hidden Tan  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

ATTRACTION

This lady be causing 
Commotion 
Whenever she step in the place 
She's the controller, always taking control 
All eyes on her, she's attention stealer.

The way she dress
The way she moves
The way she does her things 
She's differ from the rest
I think she's the best
None can contest or compare.

In this conquest
She's the conquer 
Conquering all hearts 
Whosoever set eyes on her
She glows
Without toners, serums and more
Her skin is very brilliant, glimmering in distance.
Form: Narrative

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