Short Venting Poems
Short Venting Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Venting by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Venting by length and keyword.
I lay awake at night
And I think my thoughts are
Relentless
I need a moment to breath
I needed a moment to vent this
I see your mouth move
I studied your jumbled words
still my mind frozen
*my weird way of venting*
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intense envy every
day from nine to
seven (or so) needs
frequent venting and
even if it's only by
way of the rear exit
netherlands
Late at night i sit
on the edge of my bed
my ears stopped up with medical rubber
pressing the diaphragm of the stethescope against
my chest. Listening
for a sign.
Form:
Where are today's blockbusters heading
It appears Hollywood audiences are venting
Ziss Boom Bam
Smash Bash Slam
Earplugs are a must saving people from wetting
opinionated
sop box
rants
not really
dealing with
a specific
situation
instead
venting
over
past
hurts
never
truly
moving
past any
issue that
plagued the
scarred soul
The sun has shifted, it's now on my screen
Must close the curtains, who could have foreseen
But whatever sol wants
I'll join in his dance
'Cause sun makes me happy, without venting my spleen
November of that year when
Ocean tides came rolling then
Venting in my soul and heart
Eyeing inspiring art
Memorable it was that night
Bringing out passion to light
Enveloped by Autumn leaves
Remembered who that believes
I really have to say it
Letting it out would be best
Opening my heart would give me rest
Venting my feelings out
Even if I have to shout
Yes, I will definitely say it
Out it comes, every last bit
Uh oh, you just missed it!
Music has always been the life sustaining incubator in my life that Is filled with its vibes, its cords, its beats, its harmonies, its compositions, and its arrangements. Music will forever be for my venting, my releasing, my therapy, and healing
vacillating desires
vicissitude of thought
vintage but valueless
venting ego urges
vice vibes that vilify
vitiating our soul
volte-face yet we remain
05-May-2021
Pleiades V poetry contest
Sponsor: Kim Merryman
7 lines @ 6 syllables each
I don’t know what to say
But by venting I feel better
Maybe a bit sadder
That my life has come to this
But I can move on to happier days
And I will find one way
To make this poetry pay
And I will be recognized
For all that I have done
All this poetry for no one
Mayday, Mayday Kirk!
Transport to Galileo
Needs energizing
Running on impulse
All deflector shields are down
And venting plasma
Possible core breech
Romulan battle cruiser
De-cloaked and attacked
They've taken the ship
Corbomite Maneuver may
Be the last resort...
Blades grate
chunks of cabbage
scattered on the counter like pallid moss.
Choose
a duck,
its flesh dry and red,
and seasoned,
its broken neck
rigid in the stainless noose.
It looks
so good
in the window,
even better in broth,
on my spoon,
tender
and ready to chew.
Form:
Variables Regarding Venting
There are behavioral variable regarding venting;
Some seem to be about disturbing and dissenting;
And maybe possible,
Are also irresponsible,
And if a religious sort they should be repenting.
James Serious Mysterious Horn
Retired Veteran and Poet
Volcanos split the earth
Venting the heat within,
Vaulting upwards at rim.
Vermillion-burnt magma
Vrooms the molten lava-
Vailing, melting all paths;
Verily, countless deaths.
May 6, 2021
~2nd Place~
Contest: Pleiades V
Sponsor: Kim Merryman
Judged: 05/07/2021
Redamancy
Why? sore madden at me
Distraught burden angry mad.
Venting amiss horribly.Sad
Forgive you must cause
Love has no discouragement
Love just produce grace and:Loves
2/14/24
For REDAMANCY POETRY CONTEST
Sponsored by: Suzette Richards
misplaced in moonlight
my muse lay mute and inkless~
venting in darkness
like mourning mists crawling through
sleepless stars before sunrise
but between silence
and twisted tunes of twilight
I found silver runes
carved with mismatched metaphors~
healing hymns amidst blurred lines…
I once was young
And now I'm not.
That knowledge gets
To me a lot.
My hair is thin,
My skin is lined
And if you ask,
Of course I mind!
My knee hurts when
I walk the stairs.
Complaining's useless -
No one cares.
Forgive my mood -
It's evident
That there are times
One needs to vent.
Skies above vent pent up emotions -
ripe anger cracks stormy patterns
in vivid, threatening feels.
Skies above vent pent up emotions.
Though I feel severe sky warnings,
I am sight caught and fast locked.
Skies above vent pent up emotions -
Ripe anger cracks stormy patterns.
tiny lanterns-
burning bright
in darkest watches
of the night
like elvish sprites-
come beckoning
although never-
truly reckoning
of children filled-
with summer rapture
intent upon-
a quest to capture
venting to-
the purpling skies
their excited-
and delighted cries
of fireflies!!,fireflies!!!
The journey of spirit, passion on the life stage.
People are looking up, venting their silent rage.
Sometimes I'll turn back time, all of those Septembers,
Seeing younger faces, in the fire's embers.
Don't worry be happy, They say there's no regrets.
Love is an energy, and it never forgets!
date:10/01/21
angry inhale deep
venting smoldering tantrum
animals fleeing
2/4/2020
Mount St. Helens in Washington erupts, causing a massive avalanche and killing 57 people on this day in 1980. Ash from the volcanic eruption fell as far away as Minnesota.
I lived only 235 miles south from Mount St. Helens when it erupted.
Why do thing behind my back?
Then play like it’s all an act.
Spending money like it’s free.
Taking out loans you don’t need.
Over your head can’t you see.
Stop and look before you leap.
Manage your money wisely.
Just trying on some new styles as taught by spencerj. Also venting a little bit-have
to keep it real..lol
So
tired.
Up
from the
car, in-
to
the building,
stairs,
open the door and shut,
I trudge
past
the books,
typewriter,
junkmail on the table,
through the dark hall,
into the warm light
of the 45watt-equivalent LED bulb next to my bed.
I undress
and burrough
under
the comforter.
And sleep
creeps into the room.
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