Short Theyre Poems

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


Premium Member harvest time

a local farmers cabbages

exceeded county tonnages

the judge said hey joe

you got any mo

my trucks theyre all wreckages.
Form: Limerick


Drugs

drugs in my brain
driving me insane
i love the drugs
theyre like hersey hugs
instead of being white chacolate
theyre everything theyre all 
thats it
Form: Rhyme

i love you

those 3 words.
youve said them so much and so easily but left like it was nothing like theyre just words that have been used so much it doesnt need to be real anymore.
© alez ja  Create an image from this poem.

Promise

my muscles are covered in a layer of fat
but theyre under there somewhere, I promise
i know i could save you with them, And i would too, 
ill be there when you need me, i promise
© Gab Batter  Create an image from this poem.

Wake Up Honey

in there  sleep
they walk a beat
undernneat
theyer talking
and coughing
something is funny
theyer your sweet 
bunny
theyre dreaming about 
money
that when you
say
WAKE UP HONEY
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Guv'Mint

The guv'mint is bluffin
It ain't doin a damn nothin
All it's huffin an a puffin
Makes us eat a meadow muffin

The guv'mint is lazy
Theyre all money crazy
Their thinkin is a hazy
Were rats in a big mazy
Form: Lyric

Premium Member a delightful meadow

delicate flowers
grow wild and renegade
delighting meadow

wild strawberries
theyre gorgeous yet not tasty
tiny hard and pink

giant queen anne’s lace
gracing us with her presence
a land worth buying
Form: Senryu

Premium Member seeing flying swans

their dainty thin necks
seen easily from the ground
two delicate swans

theyre built for flying
enhancing farmers lagoon
showing off their truth

where are they going
both of them are out of sight
i will remember

My Friends Know What I Write About

corona and lime, 
you already know
what im thinking about

sometimes im embarassed
when i write
about things you know

you were there
all of you
you’re not the same

you dont think
that theyre important
sometimes i dont either

i write them 
just to write
just to try something
© Gab Batter  Create an image from this poem.

Childrence of the World

theyer from here and there
some not aware
the world theyer living in
and its a sin
when some or the blame
for other bad fame
 we all should be a wall
 to stop this hate
for heavensake
all they won't is apeace of cake
 theyer of all corlor
theyre  like no others 
boys and girls
CHILDRENCE OF THE WORLD
Form:

Childrence of the World

theyer from here and there
some not aware
the world theyer living in
and its a sin
when some or the blame
for other bad fame
 we all should be a wall
 to stop this hate
for heavensake
all they won't is apeace of cake
 theyer of all corlor
theyre  like no others 
boys and girls
CHILDRENCE OF THE WORLD
Form:

Second Kisses.

tongues taste sweeter when theyre younger.
ripe at the age of seventeen,
a ruby fruit,
teeth nibbling softly,
the brush of lips,
the exchange of flavours.
torn away, watching eyes adjust again.
blinking slowly, breathing shallow,
fingers lingering over swollen mouths.
first kisses, so innocent.
second kisses, the ones i want to savour.

Runner

Im not as strong as the others
but I can run twice as far
Its the grit in me that tethers
my will to my legs on the ground
Id fly if I had any feathers
 sometimes I think that I have
a stash of drive in my love handles
thats why the wont go away
theyre full of the firey rumble
that pushes me on in my stride
It feels good to be a runner
© Gab Batter  Create an image from this poem.
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Inapognitatium

busy as the humans seemed to be ,they crashed slashed and sauntered all 
around me
like the true pirates of the earth ,they claim,they brag they breathe
theyre waste supports us the vermon they claim 
as we slither and wither in signs of hotter days
we are the meek we sing .living in our little pogs untouchable because were 
considered nothing of value just the turn you breathe.
kingchazz
Form:

Our Grandbabies

Birthdays come, then they go.
We miss sharing, as you grow.
We remember all the good.
Keep the memories, as you should.
Hugging, kissing, all the love.
Your all a gift from God above.
The pain we feel from missing you,
We share with others, theyre hurt too.
We'll see eachother, soon enough.
build a snowman, sled on fluff.
Visit the park, shop the mall.
Til then, remember,we love you all.
Form: Ballad

Show Me the Anger

(thud thud) (thud thud) (thudthud ..... thud)
my mind is dirty and covered in mud
eyes so red theyre pouring blood
no bandaids, i just bleed
my hands convulse and rage fills me
heart beating erradically
everyones so mad at me
and you keep sayin things so dramatically 
dissin everyone that ever loved me
callin me ugly
im just walkin and you like to nudge me
well now its your turn, im standing here and im not budging
Form: Verse

Premium Member Winters Cycling Kids U K

Cold at 10 c or below, will the teacher say
Theyre good to go? In driving rain or sleet
Real neat.? Frozen fingers faces and feet
Pushing hard, maybe devloping a racing
Streak.? On empty stomachs? To classrooms
Chilled.' A climate win? old Sunaks thrilled.'
Forget about asthma.' Septembers warm.'
A weeks a long time..He has been warned.!
Myocarditis now approaches spawn' young
Minds will learn, truth is not just a fleeting
Turn.'
Form: Rhyme

Suicidal Tendencies'

That voice in your ear

It's mostly fear

Starts as a whisper

Faintly and gently 

Eases you towards that rope and chair

It will take away the pain you feel so deeply

Maybe I should

They all keep leaving me

A knife in the back

A bullet in the brain

Theyre one in the same

Can I rid myself of all this pain

Before it drives me clinically insane

I don't know how much more I can bear

At my 38 I stare

Life is truly unfair.
Form: Rhyme

My Last Poem

i swear it off
i call it quits
i know its lame 
but now it fits

i no longer write
i no longer like
to fit in my rhymes
though in old times

i recall my loves past
and family members
it all wouldnt last
so ill just remember

it all when theyre songs
not poems again
i know they belong
in the heads of my friends

they taught me my trade
except for my voice
ill thank you all 
and now by my choice

poetry soupers
my main inspiration
a world free of hatred 
a nonbiased nation
Form: Rhyme

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