Short Unearth Poems

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


Past Lives In the Past

Past lives in the past
Leave it there where 
It belongs 
Don't dig up 
Don't unearth
The things of the past 
Focus on the resent 
Looking towards things to come
age
Form: Lyric


Premium Member Precious Truth

PRECIOUS TRUTH


In Politics,
Precious Truth,
A mountain of opinions
I had to remove
For to unearth 
Just a speck  
Of  YOU!




© Demetrios Trifiatis
    15 January 2013
Form: Epigram

The Watercolor Rain

lord
i
can
still
hear
the
pitter patter
watercolor sounds
that
the
sweet rain make
upon
the ground
made from
the
watercolor rain
while
it
unearth me
towards heaven

Premium Member Praying To Wisdom

Oh, Wisdom,

You divine goldmine of enlightenment,

I beseech Thee to teach me, how your

Spiritual treasures to unearth!






©Demetrios Trifiatis
   26 December 2020
Form: Epigram

Premium Member Digging Up the Dead

A society dedicated to an ancient era Digging to unearth early life's spectra Excitement explodes Like the mother lode They find a treasure, it's a literal fiesta
Form: Limerick


Premium Member Poetry

Poetry is not like building a house
One brick at a time
Until you finally complete your plan
Poetry is like digging for treasure
One shovel full at a time
Until you unearth a prize
Form: Prose

Premium Member Wisdom Iv

Wisdom:

Wondrous goldmine, concealing 

Spiritual treasures untold 


That


Only enamored with knowledge

Souls are able to unearth!




© Demetrios Trifiatis
     16 August 2015
Form: Epigram

Bud

Bud
Oh, what a fragrant 
blossom that sleeps 
in my soul,
balled in a 
tight pink bud,
awaiting 
birth.

Shall this pointy 
bud unearth
itself to bloom 
anew for 
a bright hue 
tomorrow?

Not Yet Known

start to unearth 
the uncharted 
depths not 
yet explored
beginning with the 
unknown aspects
that lay deep
underneath the 
surface of 
awareness
exposing the
un-mapped
areas of the 
self not yet 
known
Form: Lyric

Premium Member -philtrum Madness-

between the kisses his zealous moist lips missed mine philtrum hit the spot a passion trigger unearth new conduit of love explored
*Missy Nikko's body part of choice, "Philtrum" 12/04/2011
Form: Tanka

Dig

Dig deep
Dig deep my friend
Unearth the last living breath
The one that propels the 
dream
The surface is shallow
Dig deep
Treasure hunts in humility
Excavation of the soul
Searches for the lost cities
Dig deep
Dig deep my friend...

Sea of Happy Faces

Ripping at my mind these perverted trails
No one can unearth me on my dark path
How do I find comfort?
How do I sort out this disorder?
Trying to find my way out of the of darkness
I lose my place
Lost in a sea of happy faces

By: Tim Lundmark

Dreams That Will Not Fade

some people dream in black and white
but the grey dreamers have it right
examine the shade
you shall unearth hidden treasure
in which nothing else can measure 
dreams that will not fade

April 25, 2012
For CONTEST - Tail Rhyme Time - Black Eyed Susan

Premium Member Enlightening Truth

Oh, divine Truth,

Mountains of prejudices

And

Hills of erroneous beliefs

The mind has to remove

For

To unearth, just a speck of your

Enlightening treasure!


                           



© Demetrios Trifiatis
 17 September 2021

Yoga

When I do a twist,
I don’t make a fist.
Instead I spread my palm.
And feel the calm.
I’m outside, but not sitting.
Bare feet are quite fitting.
To sense the earth.
A sense of peace I unearth.
Yoga can be done anywhere.
But in nature is where I least despair!
me
Form: Rhyme

Under a Red and Rainless Sky

Unearth me,
sift my confusion through your eyes,
dilute my anger with the moist of your lips;
graffiti my skin with prayers of trust;
grind my fear into a fine dust—
wrap me in the quilt of your ragged lullaby,
and bring me to life under a red and rainless sky.
Form: Rhyme

Re:Mind-Lost But Not Gone

Re:Mind-Lost but not gone
Do all minds have the capacity to return
Do the circuits die, are they replaceable
Are the intricacies of the mind too complex
for us to unearth its entire workings
Lost minds, destined never to be found
Either way, there’s still a person within!
© Laura Hay  Create an image from this poem.

Discovery In Zion

Senses like a lion,
Searching for our zion,
In your arms I am held,
Our bodies will meld,
I can spot your soul,
With utter self-control,
My mind spins,
Seeing no wins,
On the board,
You strike the cord,
Inside,
Take all in stride,
Til the day,
I can pray,
To unearth,
Each rebirth.

For Carlos Fuentes

What shames death, more than a man who refuses to die once born?
So much so that when death claims, the aim is unknown, 
When the frame lies down and the words simmer, who, the winner?
With more life than Death can take; Never blink-
Into earth goes a Man we will unearth life on end!
Form: Epitaph

Ruble

What are you doing?
What are you there for?
some humans are buried
in the rubles of life
other live in wet swamps
go out of your comfort
take spades and rakes
bring caterpillars and hoes
to unearth those trapped
Bring them out in society
to enjoy freedom and love
and feel as humans.

Marion Wanjiku

M- meanwhile,

A- allow me.

R- ring this bell.

I- I love you.

O- one day at a time

N- now and forever. 

W- wherever we go

A- allow me.

N- nurture you.

J- just in a way

I- I cherish.

K- kiss me a little.

U- unearth the reality.

@Tha Formidable Cheru.
#themonk.

Premium Member Blade of Pain

When city lights fade, red to kohl Sullen this dusk rising to cajole, Pain beckons its shades As flickering dreams sail on flights; To unearth memoirs that recite Wails stabbed like a blade. .............
The Blues- in tail rhyme<

Overthinking

A thought not yet realized 
Unearth, my cerebellum contorted in confusion 
A lack of comprehension 
The heart of iron melted at first hesitation 
Trembling with fear and burdened with disgust 
Feeling unworthy even though the asset has value 
Within a second, the idea evaporated into nothingness

Soliloquy

cry no more, ignore the world 
in torrent thrives torment
but from a little sleep 
the earth hence a mirage
in the eternal garden souls shall feast
where no exotic memories shall be recalled
if any sees the light, or beacons
try compare those blurry strings 
you will unearth that life is but a beast.
Form: Lyric

Flight of the Bumblebee

As the dew drops
from a blade of grass,
dips my head
and heaves my chest.

The recycled air
o’ brethren fallen
ignites my ire,
a primal rage.

How the moments stretch
and shrink at will;
In the present only;
neither future
nor past defined.

Beneath the surface,
you will unearth
a man, made whole.

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