Short Tasted Poems

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


Wasted Words

On tiptoe
or on bended knee
Here with you,
or there with me
Silence tasted
takes its toll
Love, wasted,
on the troll
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How To Enjoy Your Food

While angry,
Tasted nothing,
While crying,
Tasted nothing,
While worried,
Tasted nothing,
While eating,
Tasted food.

Premium Member Life Not Tasted

Aimless
Shameless
Nameless
Claimless
Downward, his life's path:  Aimless, shameless
A legacy lost:  Nameless, claimless
Form: Tyburn

Alchemistry

tasted potions and poisons
I discovered medicine and antidotes
I swallowed and regurgitated the world
 to produce cure....

Half Truth Dreams

Lump of bitter dreams
In waking, tough to swallow
In sleep, liquid pools
to be tasted, drank silver,
only to metal harden.
Form: Tanka


With You

I can understand what you do
I can believe what you say
is true
time not wasted
love not tasted
fantasies created
with you
© Jo Bien  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Verse

Medieval Tears

that moment we tasted victory as the sun elevated to the highest point with it Cromwell eyes burst into medieval tears

Whispering Angel

Whispering Angel is a wine
That sommeliers love to define
After they've tasted
(not one drop wasted!)
"Whispering Angel is divine!"
Form: Limerick

The Mousse

Gee, I want a chocolate moose
But, I got a charred up goose
It tasted so bad
I threw I’ve been had
Awe, I tried to give it a spruce
© Daisy Ward  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Limerick

Labour Day

A thespian swallowing grapes
Said they tasted better than apes
Flo monkeyed around
And finally found
Candid Camera behind the drapes
Form: Limerick

Indifference

I kissed my lips,
And drank the juice of silence.
I kissed your lips,
And drank the juice of metamorphosis.
Why two tasted like same?

Premium Member Sweeter

Sweeter happiness appears to the lips that have tasted the bitterness of life!







© Demetrios Trifiatis
    05 November 2018
Form: Monoku

Pigeon

Once, when younger at the beach,
Dad bought us an ice cream each.
A pigeon, alert,
pooed on dad’s dessert;
no more it tasted of peach!
Form: Limerick

Premium Member Sturdy

she tasted of honey, dew
Her worth is more than gold bricks
her essence smells of lavender and merit
fond railings ever pleasant dreams

Temporary Love

She lay in my arms
and cried.
I tasted her salty tears
and wanted to hold her
forever, bit I could not.
She would heal
then fly away.

Temporary Love

She lay in my arms
and cried.
I tasted her salty tears
and wanted to hold her
forever, but I could not.
She would heal
then fly away.

Premium Member Sweet Water-

~I've tasted the water and it was sweet flowing from stop of my head falling to my feet~


5/29/21
Written by James Edward Lee Sr © 2021
Form: Monoku

Looking For Something New

He was a temporary hookup
He went out like a garbage pickup
He was ugly at most
Tasted burnt like toast 
Soon I'll need a medical checkup
Form: Limerick

Heartbreak

Tasted, loved and disenchanted
I went from chateau blanc to become bitter
sommelier of myself vinegar at last
all love comes to an end one day

Food

Ate food at banky linky
But it tasted like stinky stinky
Threw up all over pinky kinky
Went home to slinky hinky
But the bed kept spinny linny
© Daisy Ward  Create an image from this poem.

I Guess I Was Sick

When young to keep my illness at bay 
I had to eat some dirt everyday
It sure tasted bad
But I was real glad
My older brother told me the way!
© Pat Adams  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Limerick

girl talk


girl talk

well did you do it
was it big did you like it
you did you swallow it
please tell me how it tasted
was it all thick and salty
Form: Tanka

Unbreakable

I've tasted your love
I have tasted all your pain
your mine all the same

you have climbed in me
your soft hands held my soul
I'm yours forever
Form: Senryu

Untitled #232 / What Sights, What Pain, What Love

What sights did he see?
What pain did he taste?
What love did he feel?
He saw these very grounds,
he tasted this very pain,
he felt love at last
Form: Epitaph

The Valentine Dinner

Their Valentine dinner was bad
When the waitress made them mad
She dropped food in their lap
It tasted like crap
So, their Valentine’s day was sad
© Daisy Ward  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Limerick

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