Short Unceremoniously Poems
Short Unceremoniously Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Unceremoniously by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Unceremoniously by length and keyword.
Hyenas
Hyenas are really no laughing matter
In fact they're scavengers, if you see one, scatter
They'll bite your bum
Their dinner you'll become
Unceremoniously, don't need a silver platter...
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Categories:
unceremoniously, fun,
Form:
Limerick
Hyenas
Hyenas are really no laughing matter
In fact they're scavengers, if you see one, scatter
They'll bite your bum
Their dinner you'll become
Unceremoniously, they don't use a silver platter...
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Categories:
unceremoniously, death,
Form:
Limerick
On This Day
Unmoving, sweltering, its evening falls,
Unrolling slowly a knotty unbleached cotton pall,
Turns unceremoniously and exits -
the day ending eight years,
Eliott's[1] sends a breeze, a silent scene ends call.
[1] Eliott’'s beach...
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Categories:
unceremoniously, lost love, love,
Form:
Limerick
My View of You
Your arm wraps
around her shoulder.
She slips in—wears you
easily and steps in the place
that was our embrace
for eighteen years.
This looks so effortless for you.
Out of breath—
my life crosses the finish line
of a marathon-marriage to this
slow-motion, surreal, stream of pain.
Unsteady on my feet like a nervous bride,
my forevers and until death vows
unceremoniously fade.....
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Categories:
unceremoniously, lost love,
Form:
Free verse
I Was Not Consulted
I WAS NOT CONSULTED
by
JOHN M. ARRIBAS
Here I am, I was not consulted
But unceremoniously evicted
Into the cold uncaring world
Stranger then handed me furled
Into the hands of my ejector
She now becomes my protector
Forced to become a remora
Simple smile turns into an aura
Soon my suckling days will end
On my own, I’ll need to defend
My actions from here on out
Mine; that’s, what life’s about
Times of sorrow, times to elate
Adjust and carry my own freight...
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Categories:
unceremoniously, character, creation, culture, i am, journey, life,
Form:
Rhyme
Here We Are
Eight years ago
We started the race
We are still keeping the pace
For we are always good to go.
Many were called
Few were chosen
The few were weeded
Yet we kept on.
Some were cut down in their prime
Some unceremoniously came to the end of their time
Some found better dreams to follow
Others deserted, their endurance's root were so shallow.
But here we are
By God's grace
Daily waxing stronger
Determined to finish the race.
PS: Written on 08/06/13 to mark my eight years in the Nigerian Navy....
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Categories:
unceremoniously, anniversary, endurance,
Form:
Rhyme