Short Version Poems
Short Version Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Version by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Version by length and keyword.
getting to that age
where I just may
wake up dead
version 2:
getting to that age
where I just may
wake up death
Tien a Christian Couplet Version
Where to go from here, when Truth is so near?
We all,may find the Son ,to light our way!
The subtlest sort of vampiry
Will leave you with blood-full veins,
But drain you of identity
Till nothing of “You” remains.
Raindrops,
iridescent,
light and pure as petals
echo sweet, seraphic music
tranquil...
By Morgan Mise
Written January 22, 2013
It's time to depart
I'll treasure those memories
I'm very thankful
Those happiness and sadness
I'll never forget those days
I kissed you goodbye, my mind's eye
Told me so. A fleeting phantom
To reface the embrace without
Lips, and I prefer this version.
You're my frenemy
Stay out of my way or else
I'll stab you endless
Bleed until you stop breathing
You're death is my happiness
Don't care much for where you're from
Nor for multi-lingual version...
Though I care for a good heart and
If you're a good person.
I’ll watch you dying
Till last word coming from you
I’m deaf to your words
Deserve your sad fate thru me
I’m celebrating your death
Petrarch the poet invented a sonnet
but to himself he kept it secret
Then in England a version came
for Surrey&Wyatt claimed his fame
I took you in soul and skin
I feel myself moving within
Taking it all to that point
Where holding in any longer
Would be our version of sin
footprints in snow
my version of polar plunge
only with bare feet
men and women
strip down to their skivvies
playing man or mouse
Pygmalion, it were stoutly done
To chisel up your special one.
You can't get a date,
But quarried a crate,
By which all your courting is none.
A Welshman with a little wick
Stood accused of hiding a stick
It caused Nuns to faint
They made him a Saint
And the faithful queued to pat Rick
A New England country dance
In a 'contre' version from France
Evolved in a solo line-
From Connecticut to Maine
This style found worldwide fame
For five to six hours
He makes me forget
All about you and how
You hurt me so
I wish they made him
In a pocket version
So I’d never think of you
Form:
we each live by
our own version
being but a play
of desire and aversion
we who so seek
a bubble in time
soul in bondage
yearns to upward climb
Life gets lighter
when you let your old self die
when it asks you to.
And I would kill that version of myself all over again.
Again,
and again.
Wounded
Distrustful
Inured
Enthralled
Fooled
Estranged
Paralysed
Exposed
Resolved
Consumed
Scholar
Slave
Compelled
Searching
Hopeful
Approaching to me
Divine in the backlighting
She is more splendid
Controluce (italian version)
Lei si avvicina
Divina in controluce
È più splendente
Red Earth
Red barns
Red rooves
Hold up day time stars
Heavy summer air
Light summer rain
Family farm since 1785
How many have moved off since then
When circumstances lead a challenge
And a challenge formulated a inner strength
Then inner strength gave a rebirth
Wait for it, a better version of me
Well, Brutus was that sort of chap
As whacked his old man in the Cap.
The senators there,
They’d stab or they’d stare,
With all other business a wrap.
The idea is a snail
back alive
and inner feelings
ready to go out into the world
and show up itself
to recreate
its own life
in a peculiar version... !
Accomplish your goals.
Dare to dream.
Expand your knowledge.
Don't give up at adversities.
Be true to yourself.
Nayda Ivette
9-1-2015