Short This Poems
Short This Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about This by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about This by length and keyword.
Sitting alone
Crying at home
Wishing for more
Watching the door
See the mirror
Total fear
What do I see
Is this me
The wind
Howls at
This moon and
Replies, I shall
Wrap my arms
Around thee,
Brother John
We are bound
By this love
All I
ask of
you
Just to let
me be
a part
of you
to walk
through this
sea of love
because
that is
what we
do
odor took its toll
yellow foam twist down the hole
…spinning in the bowl
By Robb A. Kopp
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iits a feeling
get reeling
you jump
to stump
make you dance
with ants inyour pants
its make you bold
THIS THING CALL SOUL
went on sufer side
for a boat ride
and dance
and prance
under the moon light
i stay awake
thinking
THIS SUMMER WAS GREAT
this is not a book
am hook
look
the words cooke
it about you and eye
and thats why
you should know too
this
POEMS FOR YOU
Spelling's such a stupid thing
to get freaked out about
Of this, I am very shure
~ In fact, I have no dout
all of it
here now
all at once
million bliss bubbles
sanctified at the cross
embodied within the ocean
of form
Morn-faced, on the inside
Now this dark forest glows.
Love one feels! First smiled upon.
As warm. As deep. Heart knows!
This world is tragi-comedic in strict proportion
~ to the pathways we tread of utter distortion
if you have a heart
then be apart
of giving
be willing
to help other
not just your broth
life shine
THIS IS THE RIGHT TIME
Send me a text this Christmas
I shall savour every line
Remember dreams
Those happy beams
With moments we hold so dear
I seek not
Fame or fortune, nor glory
From this untimely death, but
Death has patient wings gliding
Through this storm
This poem is not
a rhyme, yet words
flow gracefully
within. Amber light
guides my soul to
a sunken treasure!
in this dark mansion
phantoms of fear are vanquished
by the flames of faith
date-3/9/2019
73
So this
Old book
On poetry
Said
That
Free verse
Will become
The future
And its all
I write
So I got it right?
not about race
or CORLOR OF facei
to stop pain
for us to gain
must stop the insane
to vote no joke
THIS IS NOT AGAME
In a poem
Such as this
There is still
Place for
God in my life
Higher Power
Or whatever you say
I need him every day
Lord, please
Wrap your
Sacred wind
Around thy soul
Carve this space
For me in time
Uplift me
To this
Higher ground
we will by you stand
hand to hand
your in our plans
for all you
say and do
i love you have won
THIS DAY FOR YOU
MOM
see the change
hoe i am gain
no longer any pain
i gave in to a friend
cure me from sin
NOW AM FREE
THIS IS THE NEW ME
My problem with forgetting
is so terribly upsetting!
I've searched up and down, in and out -
What was this poem about?
pulsating
awareness
is alive
it is that
what we are
consciousness
rest all dreams
thoughts delude
we are light
It was raining when I met you,
and sunny when you left;
the thunder told me your name,
and the sun's rays help me forget.