Short That Sucks Poems

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Vampire

Climbs through the window
Tiptoes towards the large bed
Leans over the girl
Prepares to bite her soft throat
She’s already dead – that sucks!

for Nancy's contest
© Jack Horne  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Tanka


Life

The world is just a deep black hole 
that sucks you in as time takes its toll
we live our lives day by day
while we may fall along the way
but can our past bring us up to speed
on the lives we want to try to lead
the world around may keep on spinning 
but with us we know not our ending
Form:

That Sucks

<                                     on your own death bed 
                                       you couldn't even admit ........
                                       that you were married














Entry For Paula Swenson's Contest 
Two Wrongs Don't Make A Right
G.L. All
Form: Senryu

Premium Member Jackpot

I dreamt of numbers on jackpot tracks Sold my watch to buy hundreds of bucks For gooey lotto dream spin And proclaimed I was all in... Won five bonus dollars, boy that sucks! © . . . Contest: Susan Burch’s Lottery Ticket Limerick
Form: Limerick

For Althea Gibson

The tennis ball 
Whacked over the net 
Is whacked back again 
Sometimes. 
It is a tough leather that ball. 
But this respiratory thing 
That sucks the air from our lung 
Teams against the self to win. 
Now you are whacked 
Over the line by it, 
And to the cotton farm of Carolina, 
And none can whack you back 
Match point is for it 
The ball is gone.
Form: Verse


Premium Member Men Don'T Gain Weight

A handsome man tall, slim and about 225 pounds, Asked me out for a seafood dinner on our first date, Still eats everything fattening, I know how that sounds, Some twenty-eight years later, I still have a 225 pound mate, That sucks, I’m not fat ~ just really, really short for my weight. October 8, 2011 For Nancy Jone’s Contest “Things That Suck”
© Lee Ramage  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member Chocolate Muse

It’s 224 am on writer’s block shore
An ocean in motion muse still bored

Ceiling fan tan has blown ideas away
Ideas not clear as random on white page

Look at the contests on poetry soup 
Try to write for them but that sucks too

Why am I awake if poetry is not in bloom
Guess I will pray and stare at the moon

What’s a chocolate muse less girl to do
Form: Rhyme

Retirement

Have you ever been in a job that sucks
You feel so lost as if your life is stuck
Being afraid to venture out into the new
With the young and dynamic waiting in queue
You have reached the end of your career graph
Shunted and pushed aside you and all the old staff
But you stay on waiting for your retirement benefits
Silently playing computer games with all the other misfits
Form: Rhyme

ROSE AND HONEYSUCKLE MONTH

No need for long talk
Because the long talk 
Keeps you stuck 
That  sucks 
It's energy draining.

You can only unfold 
What you behold 
You're only powerful 
Over what you can control 
Be guided;
Diligence is the master key to life.

Welcome to the month 
Of Pride and Awareness 
June to be precise 
The sixth month of the year 
I'm wishing you all peace, love and more.
Form: Didactic

What Is It

How do we explain
this feeling,the emptiness
the pain

What truly is that black hole
deep inside 
that sucks in
any last sign of hope

Why does one 
feel so lonely
when you are surrounded by people

Must it be
that one must be able
to feel content with one's self 
before the feeling of being alone
has vanished?

What is this inside of us 
that sucks away the good
and brings thoughts 
of bad
Past, Present and Future
© Kasey Love  Create an image from this poem.

Anger

The drug that I use
Makes me abuse
Tempers fuse
But don't get confused
The drug is anger
It causes danger
And cliff hangers
Flesh & bone banger
My heart is thumping
Adrenaline pumping
Veins are jumping
Fist to wall bumping
I can't control
My head is swole
There is a hole
That sucks in my soul
Blood is racing
Got me pacing
The edge I'm facing
There is no tracing
Temple is flaring
Nothing is baring
I'm not caring
My skin is taring
I'm angry
Form: Rhyme

Captured Angel

When Darkness Calls 
As Shadows Fall 

The Hands Of Time Stand Still 

Where Nothing Is Real 
Or So It Feels 

Emptiness Stifles My Will. 

When Night Wraps Me 
For All To See 

In A Cloak Of Eternal Time 

Where No Voice Can Reach 
No Words Can Teach 

The Rhythm Or The Rhyme, 

And This Black Hole 
That Sucks My Soul 

In Darkness Where I'm Bound 

Where A Simple Touch 
Is Just To Much 

In Emotions I Am Drowned.
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