Short Undid Poems
Short Undid Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Undid by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Undid by length and keyword.
Footle .. It's Hell
To rhyme .. Sublime
Covid .. Undid
Our Dreams .. And schemes.
SO
Keep well .. It's Hell.
I kissed the fall.
Ran barefoot through glass and silence.
Told him I loved him—
even when it undid me.
It was raw.
It was ruin.
But it stayed,
like a scar
worth naming
Easy blue etching
End to end sleepwalk
Rains without water
Rocks full of blood
An uneasy daydream
Covering a nude urge
O, I undid something
Before unravelling it
And I have undressed
A little shyness.
corruption and greed are everywhere,
including where i live,
gather money do, not share,
lost when the spirit goes to where?
hatred burns but God forgives,
mortal fool with lives undid,
tomorrows baby there,
remembers not the kid....
Don
Catty
Bratty
Fatty
Chatty
The wit of a catty bratty gal
undid my poor fatty chatty pal.
Jan. 22, 2017 for the "Write Me a Tyburn" Contest of Kim Rodrigues
Her huge boobies he longed to discover -
Vast mountains, quite unlike any other
He undid her bra strap
She gave him a big slap
Said hands off, or I’ll tell my big brother!
Inspired by but not for mountains contest
07~11~16
You, beautiful one,
Aware of mind's inner space,
But travelling, thrilling to movement.
Tiny jokes and masked meanings
The place you played.
You undid models
Like a child making games,
The barrier behind unvisited.
Hold up your arms
And dance!
Death's not erased the past and
Is not the end of music.
Under the old oak tree
Undying memories
Until tornado winds
Undid that tree, your grave
Unveiled huge toppled stump
Uplifted her through air
Unfound- Felisha Cat.
April 30, 2021
Contest: Pleiades U
Sponsor: Kim Merryman
True Story~ May 2018
(only a piece of her gravestone, was found)
I untied the straps of my mysteries,
I undid the braids of my misfortunes,
I started playing my forgotten song...
I tied and knotted the bag of sorrows,
I revived the memories of the adventures,
I found the keys to my portals,
I ignited my holy lights...
i burned in a strong fire
my anxieties,
I gathered my faces from the mirrors,
I stripped myself of all worst omens,
and ran to live a novel life!
This is a funeral
Why don't you accept
This is a funeral
And this is the death
The candles are burning
The red curtains drawn
The oak casket glittering
Like a pistil of dawn
Nobody knew you
So why's there a wake?
Your work-life undid you
All rigid and fake
Here's how it pares down:
A brief eulogy
A shovel of gravel
And it's all done by three
Then your friends will forget you
By the light of a screen
Full of afternoon football
And unkillable dreams
I started hooping like a bunny,
Carrying my big chocolate egg,
But thought it could be funny
To hop while using just one leg,
I saw thru the window’s frame
A cuckoo bird on the ground.
She and I were doing the same,
So I imitated the cuckoo’s sound.
She was curious and I was too:
Did the bird understand my coo?
Or she only wanted to protest:
“Put back this egg on the nest!”
So I undid the egg’s blue lace:
“Would you do too in my place?”
Cuckoo, cuckoo, cuckoo
I went up, to the cashier
With my bank card in my hand
She said, "Strip down facing me"
Something I'd misunderstand
"Right now and here?", I asked her
Modesty held me askew
She said, "If you want service,"
"That is what you'll have to do!"
The look on her face told me
She'd not wait a minute more
So I undid my trousers
And they fell down to the floor!
Then she rolled her eyes and said,
Words much to my chagrin
She said, "Strip down facing me,"
"Is how, your card go's in!