Short Surest Poems

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


Premium Member Who Is the Alien

Sometimes I think the surest sign that life exists elsewhere in the universe is that none of it has tried to contact us.
© Rollo West  Create an image from this poem.


Premium Member The Formula Ii

No surest formula for failure than exceeding the limits of one's capabilities!









© Demetrios Trifiatis
      11 June 2020
Form: Monoku

Premium Member Lies That Work

In sales, the surest way to die 
       Tell your client a great big lie

    In politics, tell a huge whopper
       You opponent may well top her
Form: Couplet

Premium Member Wasting Time

Wasting time regretting for past failures is the surest way our future successes to undermine!









(C) Demetrios Trifiatis
        27 June 2016
Form: Monoku

The Surest Path To Progress

You chase the future,
With mechanical marvels,
And a call to arms.

Born and bred by war,
May the ultimate victor,
Rise from the ashes.

If you are worthy,
Enter the colosseum,
And determine fate.
Form: Haiku


The Surest Path To Peace

The path to your peace,
Is not to lay down your arms,
But hold them outstretched.

Abandon your wars,
Your sacred prejudices,
To live born again.

In another's arms,
Surrender yourself to love,
And peace will find you.
Form: Haiku

Trial and Error

The surest way to get to the good stuff in life,
Is by trial and error,
And not standing too long in front of a mirror.

The surest way to get to the bad stuff in life,
Is not to give time to trial and error,
And standing too long in front of a mirror.
Form: Grook

Premium Member Rhein Ii - the Photograph

Rhein II - The Photograph
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Set between two slabs of green
the slender Rhein is seen.
If she goes from left to right
is no one's surest known.

The sky is overcast above
and no birds there are seen.
I am an admirer, sure,
of green and then the green.





12/29/2018
© Julia Ward  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Verse

A Slow Boat, For A Bed

Sick of this impetus.
Life's, keeping up with. 
Nerve-taut, no time to unwind;
With that running mind!
Breathless, batty, borne along
Too frantically.

A slow boat, for a bed!
Surest heals took to.
Cool blown, puts to sleep the best.
On its infant's rest
Of waters' gentle rockings.
Floaty-dreamily.
Form: Rhyme

His Heart Is a Suspended Lute

I thought i knew what I wanted
But so I was wrong, it's something different
My heart hides from he surest of faces
Thinking its fear of getting hurt again
Now i know that was only half
Of what I feared haunted
My mind, thoughts, and dreams
These words, you'll find, are true
Son coeur es un luth suspendo:
Sitot qu'on le touche ill resonne
Form:

Survival

When pretty girls often walk past
 I make sure I don't look too fast
 I like being kissed
 not feeling a fist
 and that is how marriages last!

 Limerick for 'write with the wit of Twain', sponsored by Andrea Dietrich
 based on the Mark Twain quote-“There are several protections against temptation,
 but the surest is cowardice”
 06/22/2015
© Viv Wigley  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Limerick

Premium Member In Time

The hardest stones may crumble
	in time.
The surest feet may stagger and stumble
	in time.
But hearts will melt, tears will dry
Children grow and learn to fly
	in time.

The tallest towers may tumble
	in time.
The greatest speakers stutter and mumble
	in time.
But pain will dim, sadness pale
And in the dawn darkness will fail
	in time.
Form: Rhyme

Cold, Lonely, Desolate Night

Looming, inescapably all around,

Enough to make one's heart sink,

Once and for all,

Enough to douse the surest, brightest light.


A mangy stray cat suddenly emerges from the

Gloom, walks up to one, meows piteously:

Company!

On such a night as this:  Company as

Welcome as any wise teacher's, any noble leader's,

Any loving familiar face's.

Once Bitten

Something happens, causes stressin’;
Maybe it will teach a lesson.
Caution is the surest guide
To safeguard what you fear inside.

If you let down your defenses,
Possibly, some wrong commences;
Then you’ll question your intention –
Why you risked your gut’s prevention.

Hopefully, the lesson learned
Makes the point for all concerned.
Here’s an adage to apply – 
Once you’re bitten, twice you’re shy.
Form: Couplet

Premium Member Ingratitude

INGRATITUDE 

“No surest enemy than the one who was benefited" SOCRATES 
 

Ingratitude,
You ungrateful: 
Traitor of trust
Destroyer of kindheartedness
Apostate of friendship
Annihilator of beneficence  
Assassin of benefactors, 

How better the world 
Would be
If only you were 
Forever thrown 
Into
The ABYSS of 
Human Condemnation! 



© Demetrios Trifiatis
    17 February 2013
Form: Epigram

Trying To Mellow Mellow

Killed all my own crew
so i i could take yours
on myself
Elongate my language
My elan is obvious
oblivious to my goal
dont you realise this is my mind
going for a stroll
Take your threats so empty
and toss them in the air
Careless words aplenty
from a man who doesn't care
well wishers drowned within the well
sorry just a wisp
away from worry
but no need to fret
i am just a loser
and thats the surest bet

Farmers To Not Forget Snakes

Planters who have to toil
To have some food boil
And the Digestive oil
Start with 500 AM Soil,
The Morning’s Freshness their strength;
The surest way to take it to a length.

Farmers should early toil
In a cultivable soil
But not forget snakes that goals spoil
And The Carefully Planned foil
By simply sliding in to coil.

Snake could deal with a planter,
In his farm at a canter,
His blood stream promptly poison 
Without so much as this noising.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Thoughts For Today

Thoughts For Today 5/3/04 Words A drop of ink is the foundation of many words. A thought’s future lies in spoken words, And the future of my words Are reliant upon an ink jet printer that is obsolete. Tom The End Time An exciting event in history lies before us, An event which many will witness, but none record. Tom Idleness Regression is the direct result of idleness. And the surest way to the back of the line Is to merely stand still. Tom
© Tom Wright  Create an image from this poem.

Burning Grass and 100 Syllables of Tragedy

I can forgive as easily as snow
      will melt at winters end,
         and meekly though
I say they hardly know I was as rough
       as country roads can bend,
             is it as tough
To leave the burning grass behind and feel
          the same with fields
      no smoke has covered yet?
we live for stormy days and know the real
            in life will yield,
        as sure as surest bet
I like this, drifted far away to grass
ablaze and wild to watch the tragedy.
© Jake A.  Create an image from this poem.

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