Short Wasn Poems
Short Wasn Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Wasn by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Wasn by length and keyword.
An Ocean of Loneliness
It would take something like a world war to convince me I wasn';t alone....
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Categories:
wasn, depression
Form:
I do not know?
Hands Over My Faces
it wasn]t fears
they were love tears
some hate for race
can't fits any places
some put
HANDS OVER THERE FACES
t...
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Categories:
wasn, abuse,
Form:
Light Verse
Take It To the Street
don,t gp down
get off the ground
we stil have a beat
don't be weak
iit wasn.t defeat
take IT TO
THE STREET...
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Categories:
wasn, betrayal,
Form:
Light Verse
Wet Snow
its not over
it was a storm clover
it wasn;t dream
now street must be clean
so as you go
watch
the
WET SNOW...
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Categories:
wasn, adventure, emotions,
Form:
Light Verse
His Last Speech
he wasn;t just a dot
he went to the top
he was the best
there is we could get
he a reason is was giving
he teach and he preach
so we should all each
rememeber
HIS LAST SPEECH...
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Categories:
wasn, adventure, dedication,
Form:
Light Verse
Your Roots
it wasn;t long ago
we were bound
by chain sound
where ship dip
pop beaten by a whip
made to world and build
as a slave not get paided
againts our will
for no loot
DON'T FORGET
YOUR
ROOTS...
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Categories:
wasn, betrayal, black african american,
Form:
Light Verse
The Loss
the loss
I saw her leave
on the 8 o´clock train.
in the Saturday crowd
I saw her many time.
Stopped women
in the street
they were frightened.
In the morning
she was in my bed
I wished
she wasn´t there....
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Categories:
wasn, beautiful, blessing,
Form:
Blank verse
February
February.....
well, i tried to run away again
didn't work
it just kept on being
February
i tried to play like it
was July
but alas i knew it wasn' t
so.....
i have finally given in and
am grieving for all that
is lost
my own Febuary pain...
by janetta...
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Categories:
wasn, life,
Form:
Free verse
Freeformed
It wasn’t much to look upon
A page of simple words
Blown along to twist anon
A rage of thoughts un heard
Caught at last on leafless twigs
To tear and flex with ease
A shout of torn and tortured truths
Flapping in the breeze
Bitter litter caught by
Naked Winter trees
To cause
A token memory of
Leaves
Composed discarded feelings...
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Categories:
wasn, on writing and words, sad,
Form:
Sonnet
The Playmobil and God
He always thought he was living the greatest adventures and risks, he did not realize that it wasn´t sailing through real oceans, but by a quiet garden pond, nor lived in an exotic and mysterious island, but in a chunk of plastic lively colored, his enemies were not so fierce, the wild beasts not so savages, the weapons that fired were harmless.
He never assumed the fact that it was not human but a Playmobil in the hands of a child or in other words a toy in God´s Hand....
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Categories:
wasn, childhood, emotions,
Form:
Prose