Short Surety Poems
Short Surety Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Surety by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Surety by length and keyword.
Sorrow is a dark well;
Each drop dripping,
Echoing throughout,
With the surety of a church bell,
Through its delicate refrain,
Instant Pain...
Form:
I taste your enigmas
bitter—then sweet—
I unravel them with
wonder in my lips
as surety black
paradox puzzlement
brightens—opens—
birthing color.
I believe that an act of cruelty
Is to take away a child's security
So let it be said
When two people wed
Make sure it's a certain surety
Written in 2014, reposted 2019.
Act of cruelty
I believe that an act of cruelty
Is to take away child’s security
So let it be said
When two people wed
Make sure it’s a certain surety.
18 April 2014 @ 0815hrs
The darkness,
I will not dwell,
and the pain shall ebb.
Withered in its wake,
indelible of mind.
Intervals by chance,
a surety in life.
Grief,
the toll of it's permanence.
Can it be
without surety
no guarantee
Might it be
a miracle
not typical
seems mystical
Perhaps coincidence
or happenstance
what's the chance
Theoretically
it will always be
a Mystery!
Kind treatment
Of Cancer in tatas
Measure of sweet and gentle touch
Examine your boobs each month for surety
Never take life and health for granted!!
Susan G. Komen for the Cure!!
Breast cancer awareness month!
dread, rising up while all hope is dying
safety and surety of joy, a soul ignores,
apprehensive, worried, insecurity’s complying
pouring out tension from deathly doors,
bleeding heart whose shadow is petrifying
they are keenly felt
you have a knowing without knowing how you know
an absolute surety of purpose now
a clear understanding without words
you are being guided
steered steadily in one direction
you do not have to see them
to know they are there
Riding out
into the sunset
towards sunny uplands
before moons fall
scattering rock
and tiny diamonds
as crimsoned penumbra
encircles all things.
Dark swoops like a bat
to engulf the rasping throes
of surety.
Dawn awakes fretful
Mirrors and masks fail.
The Stars Above
Are made with love
Those shining things
That bling
Diamonds pearls
Those certain curls
That send our world
Into a special dream
The taste that pleases
The help
That eases
The surety
Of a mothers love
The trust
That waits
The welcome space
Waiting up above
There is no need to look and stare
Take a picture, if you dare
Life is what you make of it
It gives back what you put out
It’s like a boomerang
Whether it’s joy, sadness, or a big shout
Think about it before you act
Know of a surety, it’s coming back
Adrienne LaCont’e Gresham
Damn she pretty
Pretty don't pay no bills
Don't cure no ills
Pretty is nothing but thrills
Frills
Pretty is no surety
When you need a loan
Pretty won't keep you company
When you're all alone
Pretty is here today
Wrinkly tomorrow
Pretty is ephemereal
Elusive
© Terence Msuku 2016
smoke darkened glass
shone while revealing
a secret, perhaps truth
whose imagination speaks?
Decompressed thoughts evaporate
onslaught of pixilated moments
cats image, mothers face
forms informing
standards fly with surety
blazoning arms,
lion rampant
another time
fascination ensues...
Daisies beneath my feet,
Time of mine moving so sweet.
As I fly on the yellow clouds of purity,
So fast I tip toe in surety.
The scent surrounding my body in full.
The beauty kindly swallowing me whole.
My smile rises as i look down yonder the hill,
For I have the right to free will.
There is ever a thing to do
For there ever will be no time savor
Like birds twitter in dawn praise
Ever intimated from within
And singing they stage ever
Not mindful what a brooding jeopardy waylay
It matters not what a future lay
For all known to them is surety,
What a beautiful dawn beckon
Instant the command
As decisions
In labouring the fields
A civil war of family's avoiding
Yet the enactments mimic
As bond as surety
In financing burdens
One wishes not to carry
Carriage as stable
Nightingales lost fables
Ferry in twist
Smirking gentle and smits
To the good Friday of Ireland
Me, You, Us.
Titillate my perceptions
Apply flame to the desire
Reshape my belief in you
I want surety to persist
Enlightened as one
On our joy-ride
And during our misfortunes
Embrace my brittle heart
Transport me to my inner descendent
I crave to be me
For you
Celtics laud place of hawks
mi ancestors move beyond
the greenery the gravity of
harsh findings rolling over
meadows and mead craving
the heavenly harness meeting
between Devon Tullock missouri
minding the mended fences
crawling ivy surety closes our
eyes as shamrock dance greeting
tomorrow morning today
Irish
Subtle signs do indicate,
seasons for aging wane.
Travels spent, the many streets,
now walks down memory lane.
Life's experience, one's transformation,
shaped like molded clay.
Chapters written, 'tis history,
as fewer pages remain.
In conclusion, with surety,
it all comes to an end,
as for those you may have touched,
now your legacy begins.
Despair aught I care, in distraught
adhere I thought.
I fear unsure in revere, insecure of
love immature.
Unfair sincere demure, disdain severe
I incur pain.
Allure in dire devour, deplore I cower
pure desire.
Bizarre amour to perish amiss, ignore I
defer jealous affixed.
Temerity in moral of boredom, surety a quarrel of
Vulnerable Decorum.
Much has been concealed; a treasure
to be revealed.
The Holy Spirit doesn't play. He wants
to start with you today. He will teach
you to remove all the wrath, before He
can set you on your path.
He will guide you through bouts of self-
doubt, and all the pain that was in vain.
You will know with surety, once you
reach maturity, you are the treasure.
Our lives are long highways of twists and turns.
Some signs may delude us, point the wrong way.
There are no roadmaps to aid as one learns.
Our lives are long highways of twists and turns.
There's no surety we'll get all our yearns,
Happiness or sadness, random each day.
Our lives are long highways of twists and turns.
Some signs may delude us, point the wrong way.
success is stair-shaped ...
starting with baby steps ...
striding for childhood surety ...
selflessly sharing along maturity-seal ...
settled midst satisfied old age serenity ...
soaring toward gratitude-bliss' shine ...
sufficed along God-blest sustenance!!!
LOUDER THAN BOMBS
SILENCE ECHOES
MY CROOKED HEART
IS ON THE MEND
UNCERTAINTY KILLS
HOLDING TIGHT
TO THIS BALLOON OF HOPE
WORDS, MY LIFELINE
TELL ME
WHERE I STAND
ANXIOUS HANDS
WRITE THESE WORDS
EYES DART, SEARCHING
FOR THE BEACON
DISAPPOINTMENT, A SURETY
I'M LEFT
WITHOUT ANSWERS
YOU TOY WITH MY EMOTIONS
A CAT AND MOUSE GAME
I'M NOT SUPERGIRL
BUT YOU ARE MY KRYPTONITE.