Short Unforgiving Poems
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It hurts it flows
You feel it at the hardest times
It can bring you down at your happiest
Horride , unforgiving, pain
Brown-suited Indian
My
Pillowed refuge
To the
Unforgiving eyes
And the
Mynah Bird claws
Of
Earthbound peoples
Alaska,
Harsh,
Unforgiving,
Cold,
Barren,
Deadly,
Mean,
Lovely,
Beautiful,
Providing,
Kind,
Pleasant,
Extravagant,
Home.
parched barren earth thirsts
unforgiving winds assault
the destitute land
TLH © 07-09-2012
Haiku or Senryu?
Let not this darkness behind you
Your present joy o'ershadow.
Fair Earth, in its morn's glow, shedding
Its own haunted state's fogged clue.
Time can be most unforgiving.
Once wasted you can't get it back.
Living with regrets is wretched.
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: Honorable Mention 2026
The World we know is ending.
There is nothing we can do.
There was once but not anymore.
The problem is unforgiving.
A poem on the world by JCS/Melancolia
Revenge
Vengeful, unforgiving,
Repaying, fighting, settling, malevolence, ruthlessness, harmony, truce
Loving, nurturing, forgiving
Composed, bloodless,
Peace
Bluebird nesting box,
built with love. Toils to survive
cold spring nights, unforgiving.
Toiling, foraging
Worms, insects make a nice meal
Insatiable mouths
Dream your dreams come what may.
Never let doubts cloud your way.
Our subconscious mind,
lingers in between.
Life's unforgiving reality,
and what can't be seen.
Forceful, unforgiving claws, deep in the earth they dig
Upwards, upwards, breaking more than simply twigs
Cracking crevices, zags, zigs
A roar, a shake, a crick, crig
How can I forget
Unforgiving scenes of fate
The night our eyes met
There on in my dreams you were
Today you are my whole life
For the contest " A love note"
ocean rhythms swayed
world wide weather makers
unforgiving seas
06.05.18
Troubled friend, your heart
displayed
unforgiving blade before me
splayed
your blood
it pools in love
betrayed
forever young
your debts prepaid
for Seth
Twas exhausted night before Thanksgiving,
after few eggnog Whiskeys, relieving.
Awful chilling and spooky,
Boo-hoo, the turkey soupy,
Homegrown, fear fill eyes were unforgiving.
Ice and snow are everywhere
Ground is hard and unforgiving
It is January, animals hibernate
Bear is asleep
Wolf wishes she could be
She watches her howl fill the air like cold smoke
I’m not connected
Neither am I happy
And so
Words are like forgotten junk
Like happy
Like connected
Like ice scuffed
Unforgiving cold beneath
Heavens above
Breathing
©davidbyrne jan 2013
The waters cold and unforgiving here
I breathe nothing but a deluge of fear
'Tis a shame to blame
The end of my rising fame
On tracked veins drowning my career
February 24, 2016
Time is such an unforgiving *****
She is always unraveling you
Stitch by stitch.
She is constantly riding you
Taunting you along the way
She is testing your faith
And refusing to stay.
woe daylight
emptied out
into nights glare
canvasing mirth
beneath a wondering
phlight amid thought
that weathered thee
unforgiving soundless
panting we'd opened
an empty potrait
THEN AND NOW
by
JOHN M. ARRIBAS
When I Was Young, There Was No Denying
My Biggest Fear Then, a Fear of Dying
Each Movement Now Is Unforgiving
My Biggest Fear Now Is Endless Living
i tell myself i love me
and then i break my heart
i ask for forgiveness
and it restarts
i tell myself i love me
and i treat myself well
until i make one mistake
then i treat me like hell
The midnight sky
Twinkles as I walk beneath
Alone on a path
To carry me into the unforgiving
Each star a thought
A memory
One by one they fall
Until you walk in pure darkness
Briefly,
a passing shower
quenched an arid field.
Slowly,
an unforgiving sun
parched it anew.
©2/20/2018
submitted to – Sunshine and Showers – Poetry Contest
sponsor – Robert Haigh
How can you say
every life should be saved
when you have no concern for the living,
for the hungry and poor
you have saved that life for
yet find yourself so unforgiving?
~Jeannie Cronin