Short Toying Poems
Short Toying Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Toying by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Toying by length and keyword.
Toying with the summer breeze.
Free... not a care in the world.
Falcon circling among the clouds.
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
Toying with the summer breeze.
Free... not a care in the world.
Falcon circling among the clouds.
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: Honorable Mention 2026
Sometimes i feel
Like the cartoon
Tom & Jerry
At times
I am the cat purring toying with a mice
And sometimes
The mouse playing with the cat
Know what i mean Dave
A flame flickers,
toying and teasing
some jazz in the background.
Like stealth on tiptoe,
the darkness settles in
as the tables await couples.
Night descends upon
come-hither invitations
and your future awaits.
AP: 2nd place 2025
Erato’s Liar
Oh Geez,
Not yet another,
Oh Please,
That song’s been sung ad infinitum ad adnaseum,
Love Poems smother,
ME! With cloying sickly sweet annoying
Toying with
My mind
Please muse,
Send me… You Send Me
A spirit of another kind.
Circles and sticks.
Round holes that
don't fit.
Elementary
my dear.
Magic carpet cruise
down
crooked streets
of vacant use.
Nonsense.
Silly.
He was always
square.
Whoever surmised he
was cut from
the round?
The walls are talking
and I want to be out of sight
I need to be away from it all
to keep my cool
Toying with emotions
throwing around rumors
I need to be away from it all
The walls need to be still
and just watch with delight
as flowers start to bud
not take off in full flight
Anonymous-- like that one.
Ode to the pea-size hat
that likes to play a tune
wherever it's at.
Coming home, enjoying
one or two, put it on
the cat who after cartoon
chased the rat.
Comes to dinner toying
and tossing thing of it.
Never needing it too soon,
never that.
She’s a chameleon
The reflection
Of her surroundings
Changing on a whim
With the world around her
Unrecognizable
One day to the next
Swaying with the wind
No one knows her
Least of all herself
Toying with the hearts
Of those around her
AP: Honorable Mention 2020
Listen to poem:
The moon was rising
pulling at the sea
– toying with it,
gutsy and playful.
I felt the commotion
racing me, tugging at me
– drenching me.
Right up ‘til tides ebbed,
baring again the
hard shingles of life.
AP: 2nd place 2022
Collaboration with Chandana Ramachandran
Listen to poem:
october memories
their falling brittle leaves
swirl in my head
colors toying in the breeze
they sing their song
they dance their dance
their one last escapade
AP: Honorable Mention 2022
Submitted on February 12, 2022 for contest A STRAND (1072) sponsored by BRIAN STRAND - RANKED 1ST
Writer's block
Has finally struck
I watch the clock
As the hands fly
No ideas
Nothing in my brain
So this is what happens
When I don’t feel insane
Writing,
My one joy
Has left for now
I hope I’m merely toying with myself
Because oh how sad I will be
If I permanently place
My writing on the shelf
Form:
They blow you up
To let you down
Make you feel love
When being clowned
Won’t be denied
They’ll draw you close
Promises of sky
And pots of gold
They’ll look so kind
And really they’re not
Playing with mind
Toying with heart
This may start fun
Won’t end well
Love bombing bum
Is really for sale
She is as beautiful as sky's unwilling to rain,
on 69 degree days,
up high where I have talked all the way down my walk so plain-
so whatever you heard of her blundering fame,
you must shout now how you'd love to die of shame!
Shame in names after the places you gamed-
toying with the very walls frame.
Testing and toying with a new skill,
Recently discovered just over that hill,
Not knowing yet if there could be any danger,
Still seems like a good way to release any anger,
New things constantly being found,
You just have to look and move things around,
So just be careful and everything will be fine,
Now i'll leave you to search as i end on this line
Never once has he stayed
Too many times delayed
Here then gone
games prolonged
Every time misleading
My heart deceiving
They come to me like an apocalypse
Every moment the catalyst
Reveling and toying
In my security destroying
Every time the same
His words cannot explain
Loneliness grows stronger
Time seems longer
And I cannot adjust
There's no man I can trust
Sun
crawled
out of
warm sleep with
hints of apricot,
amber blush, a toying amour
an intense inquisitiveness to embrace the world.
To fondle the ocean's surface, etch lavender fields, and excursion-over its mounds.
1/3/2019
Poetry Contest: Writing Challenge January, 2019- Fibonacci
Sponsored by: Dear Heart
Syllables Per Line: 1 1 2 3 5 8 13 21
Take it from a delicate heart
Unafraid to start
Deliberately toying your emotions-
Darling, it’s smart
I thought I warned you
I sought to mourn you
Then you turned the game around
You burned the flame to the ground
leaving me in the dark
Inability to light a spark
Cause my heart once full of light expired
And I’m too sick and tired
And uninspired
To wait for you to conspire
A creaking sound
Enters the ear
Sounding like
The deepest fear
Shadows in the hallway
Ever step they take
Makes the old beat down house
Feel as if in an earthquake
The shadows approach
The door of the mind
Toying and playing
A pain of the worst kind
Only one has the power to defend
Those who these demons have mangled
Once the battle begins, victorious will be
That of the angel
I could barely juggle my job and my life
the bumper car freeway caused me oodles of strife
to and from school, it was a circus for sure
the drivers are mean, their motives impure
the clown dance I had to do at work was annoying
the children who were rewarded were the ones always toying
the principal had all of us teachers on a merry-go-round
we never felt respected, the place was not sound.
They are drinking beer in huge mugs
Like the world is ending tomorrow
Toying with the lovely ladies
Rounds are easily exchanged
Tasting the fleeting peace
Every grain of it savored
For tomorrow they might
Be required to take up arms
Enters the Military police
Then they all leave quietly
Entering the military vehicle
Departing towards the barracks
CODE 254
(private command center)
A she now mine,
A she made time.
A she instincts cool,
A she minimizing blue.
A she daydreaming,
A she leaning still.
A she toying glee,
A she living free.
A she and her hoodie,
A she and her fringe.
A she reflecting smile,
A she reinventing style.
A she intentionally indifferent,
A she intimating significance.
A she simplifying stealing,
A she modernizing meaning.
I am here for your amusement
I am the game you play
I just keep you happy…yes that what I do
I am your toy
I know you are toying with my emotions
I am your fool…yes I know
I know my sleepless nights mean nothing to you
I am just a toy for your enjoyment …a game you play
I am your fool
I am tired of being your sick game ...your toy …your amusement
I will not continue to play this game with you...the game is over
Oh, you cold and lonely mistress
kissing softly leafless trees
toying with your distant lover
as his shadow slowly flees
bats need not your feeble light
as they hunt by sound not sight
while lovers lift their view to you
embracing fully what you do
so cast the aura of your glow
through the trees across the snow
for it’s your softly tempered tone
leads hand-held lovers back to home
John G. Lawless
©11/8/2022
a potent indication
of residual energy
slowly taking possession
of my sanity
I feel it manipulate
each experience
toying with my fate
confirming its existence
I can only surmise
it's a malicious shadow
which somehow escaped demise
when yesterday had to go
some spiritual attachment
of which I'm unaware
I must force it to repent
so I can spiritually repair