Short Vile Poems

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

Gleaming in thy heart
O my love, is it pure? 
Can a glory ever last?
Vile me death, thou heaven be
Do love lasts forever? 
Do my blood ,thy flesh?

© Huzaif Pookie  

M-orn
A-bates
R-ain
I-f
T-he
E-ffulgent
Z-enith

C-reates
L-ight
A-fter
V-ile
O-bscurity

Topic: Birthday of Maritez Clavo (September 29)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic

© Bernardo F. Asuncion  

Imagination: enemy
I hate the worlds you paint for me
Believe the lies you fabricate
I love the lies, but then awake
To find no truth in your disguise
Another dream for naive eyes.

© Annabelle Jane  

A prison of the mind
Replete with soul decay
Fists flying fervently
To the beat of a toxic refrain



06/24/2019


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© Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart  

Hate’s Fury


It’s horrid

prompts the worst action—

vile anger

blood boils hot

a true mindless impulse that

wounds the soul deepest


Gary Bateman, Copyright © All Rights Reserved 
November 15, 2018 (Shadorma)

© Gary Bateman  

Mr. Racist, Mr. Racist, 
fills with hate the empty spaces. 
Mr. Racist, Mr. Racist, 
of decency he'll leave no traces. 

Mr. Fugly, Tubby Racist, 
don't know how to tie his laces. 
Buggy Nubby, stupid racist, 
don't know how to be courageous.

© Jessica Amanda Salmonson  

MY CHILD VILE ANYHOW BLESSED NOW


God has said beware my child
For you are surely vile
But I love you anyhow
Blessing, on blessing now
?You're forgiven mercy grace
Forgive, turned around hold up your face

5/20/18
written words  by James Edward Lee Sr. ©2018

© James Edward Lee Sr.  

L-et Sunday weather warm 
Y-our heart and your mind; 
N-ew dawn has broken, twilight is left behind. 

B-eacon March nineteenth 
A-ims to bathe your soul; 
R-aindrops from above 
B-egin not to fall. 
E-arly in the morning, 
C-old chill passes by; 
H-owling sound suddenly ceases, 
O-ne vile wind waves goodbye.

© Bernardo F. Asuncion  

V-ile weather won't hamper, 
I-t will fade into gray; 
L-et the burning beacon
M-ake the storm go
A-way.

P-ouring rain from the sky
E-vades the impending victory; 
R-ugged wind will weaken, 
D-ark clouds will surely flee.
I-n spite of the typhoon, 
G-od will always care; 
O-n the fourteenth of May, 
N-o vile weather will hamper.

© Bernardo F. Asuncion  

V-ile weather is left behind, 
I-t vanishes into the Friday night; 
A-pril fifteenth Saturday is setting things aright.

B-ad weather disappears, 
A-fter the storm fades away; 
L-et the beacon ascend, 
L-et him brighten the day.
I-nclement clime is gone, 
N-ew morn makes it better; 
A-llow the sun to shine, 
S-ay goodbye to vile weather.

© Bernardo F. Asuncion  

skeptical swollen sore
garnishing gaunt gores
damped dungs dripping
flawed flavor fermenting
airy atmosphere puking
taunted translation trailing

burnished body brooding
felony fluid fiddling
dark desires dangling

scared emotions moistened
sumptuous sanity slackened
luminous lust darkened

amaranthine ambiguity flickering
vile vision smirking.
     19:12:01:12:13

© Adeyemi Joshua  

wrapped in courtesy 
and generosity
a brutal predator
protected from you
by a code
to cherish the tender 
and vulnerable
the shining knight
you give your love
the dark monster
you keep 
your dirty secret
where passion flows
is not your choice
you chose, though
prey he consumes
princess he adores
vile angel
chivalrous beast
match made 
in heaven
(and hell)
true love

© Steven Young  

My love has gone
She's left me alone
Not answering her phone
Not a faint dial tone

She threatened to leave
I didn't want to believe
Her friend named Steve
A heart stealing thief

She branded me impossible
Complaint's of my lifestyle
My bad habits are vile
Dropped me in the single pile

Maybe I dodged a bullet
Her fingers out of my wallet
She's Steve's little hornet
Sting you in a moment

© Gavin Williams   

Violet’s an arrogant bossy cow
I know the farmer knows this now
Luke the farmer says, “It's time to mate her”
Evan the bull moos, “No deal, I hate her”

Violet will not go near the bull
Alas she’ll soon be for the cull
Cos she’s costing money to be fed
Her refusal means soon she’ll be dead
Ending up on our dinner plate

09/02/23

© Jan Allison  

Eternal scream, into the black
I thought you'd left, But now your back
Vile Betrayal, old, old friend
Will your torment Never end?

Look for love, find only pain
Past scars ripped fresh and bleed again
First you give, then take away
You just spend, I always pay 

Can't break free, I'm just broken
I need this misery to end
Reject, deny, recuse, acquit
Be gone and just be done with it

Forever alone, again bereft
The peace of death is all that's left

© Gregory Huelsenbeck