Short Sulked Poems
Short Sulked Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Sulked by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Sulked by length and keyword.
A genie was rubbed the wrong way
And sulked in a bottle all day
When its Master drank
It pulled a sly prank
And hid the way to San Jose
Categories:
sulked, humor,
Form:
Limerick
There once was a sad husband named Sid,
Sulked that sex with his spouse was forbid.
Demure and devout,
She wouldn’t put out,
Until after they had their first kid!
Categories:
sulked, humorous,
Form:
Limerick
SUSAN (A name poem)
Susan seldom sulked
Unless she felt mistreated
She dreamt-- elusive adoration
At times her quest seemed fruitless
Never truly disembarked
Copyright© April 2013—Kim van
Categories:
sulked, fun, longing,
Form:
Name
The shadow sulked in a puddle of drool,
Dribbling, it bawled out its eyes on a stool,
Hot chocolate with tears,
Starbursts and gummy bears,
It’s hard to devour sweets when you’re a ghoul.
30/10/22
Categories:
sulked, fun, halloween, humor,
Form:
Limerick
Cletus O'Toole sulked 'neath the mistletoe
Pining for a kiss by chicks to bestow
They tittered as they passed by
Noting his jean's open fly
All 'cept Cletus were enjoying the show
Categories:
sulked, humorous, kiss,
Form:
Limerick
As what lights up, and suddenly
Gives it everlasting fame;
That once dim-walked part of it;
Or what sadder, dimmer
And ever unspotted, lane-sulked
For city's lonely shame;
At just the right time and place
With scroll a-flutter in hand
Fate's Archangel! In whose outline
Unfuzzed if foggier
What in the person of True Love
Before them now does stand.
Categories:
sulked, angel, romance,
Form:
Rhyme
I gave she snatched I asked she
sassed
I shared she stole I begged she
snarled
I smiled she spit I came she split
My turn she skipped I caught but
she sliped
I agreed she'd shift I saved she
spent
I stared she snubed I lead she
shoved
I touched she spooked I rose she
stooped
I liked she sulked I'd hide she
snooped
I errored she saw I'm quiet she
squaked
Categories:
sulked, emotions,
Form:
Blank verse
The Gods created music
so poets would not have to talk.
The dramatic or moody warblers
stood forth.
Now we had a sing-song mouth
for the scribes.
You’d think that both singers and writers
would be content to plaster the page and air
with these heaven-sent arts,
but
no,
poets sulked, grew sullen
their egos swollen to an eighth degree.
None could not be silent,
And so they invented ‘slam’ and ‘jam’
and every which way
to yells at us -
as if anyone gave a damn.
Categories:
sulked, poetry,
Form:
Free verse