Short Wearying Poems

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


Premium Member Amy's Song

back to black 
our Winehouse anthem 
spun again 
disco blues 
wearying soft eyes with tears
we'll swear it's for love
Form: Shadorma


Premium Member A Boy

A Boy can do everything for golf, his initial joy, kooky lies, many new options, putting quirks, 
rain, snow, tough upsets, very wearying extreams, youth zeal.

© Feb 27 2010
Form: ABC

Premium Member Too Many Words

Too many words..

Seems the condition

Of users of words..

Words qualifying words

Qualifying and confusing..

Wearying to the one

Seeking diligently to

End seeking..as the ending

Is hidden by words...

The Journey

What trail do you take
When there is time to contemplate
The ups and downs to share
Even in times of despair

And the wearying journey made
Has each its own escapade
Hold up a righteous torch on high
Know that justice and truth will not die.

© Paul Warren Poetry
Form: Ballad

Exploring Nature

I stroll down the sun-dappled trail
under a tranquil canopy of trees, 
The scent of blossoming flowers 
sets my soul free 
persuading me
to set forth anew
on life’s wearying ways.




( Sponsor: Nette Onclaud
  Contest: Wandering Wayfarer
  Date:     10/22/25
  Syllable Count: 45 )


Premium Member We Leave Em Here

Listen to poem:
These vast expanses and love for luxuries,
The dint and dainties ever luring, 
The beams that bend our narrow necks, 
The cares compelling all to the gate,
Our wars and wearying ways for filths 
The ego fanning fist for fights, 
And these for vain we vaunt and vent.
We wane in time, and leave em’ here.

Premium Member SILENT SOULS WANDERING

Today is as quiet 
As a crowded graveyard
Empty of life:-
Yet, the green of nature,
Shines in springing glory:-

As a brief breeze
Warmly passes by,
Silence retains its control
And all remains calm:-

Yes, life’s reality
Has its blissful moments;
Leaving wearying chaos asunder
As God caresses
Silent wandering souls:-
Form: Tanka

The Shrinking Season

The Shrinking Season
by Michael R. Burch 
 
With every wearying year
the weight of the winter grows
and while the schoolgirl outgrows
her clothes,
the widow disappears
in hers.
 
Originally published by Angle

Keywords/Tags: Time, Year, Years, Weight, Wait, Waiting, Weary, Wearying, Winter, Girl, Schoolgirl, Clothes, Grow, Grows, Outgrows, Outgrowing, Widow, Disappear, Disappears, Disappearing, Age, Aging, Loss, Death
Form: Verse

A Word For the Wise

A word for the wise I wield awhile
Whether the weather whacks or whoops 
Walk with the Word and not with the world  
Wield your weapons of warfare and
Walk off your worries and weights
To walk this wearying widespread way

Watch your wears off wretched wrongs 
Wave away warped wantonness and worthless wiles 
In a while with wings way off from this wilderness 
We will wake without end in white
With the worthy ones in worship

Dress For It

Reflection of fire in a window
representing comfort,
the visceral satisfaction of flame
and warmth of double hung insulation.

The natural world is there for us
or we can live in the house,
it’s nice to have both
each a refuge from the other.

Central heat and music
or watching clouds and feeling rain,
listening to birds
with wind in our face.

Wearying of either
come in or go out.
The last place we live is in the spirit.
How do you dress for that?
© Bob Quinn  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member picking up the pieces

you can't turn me on and off
like a lightswitch
i don't work that way
you're hot you're cold

you're unpredictable
it's wearying to live in limbo
i'm the elastic that's been stretched
till it can give no more

my compass has lost its north
i no longer know what i feel
if anything at all
i'm the candle without a wick

i'm spent and empty
hollow and fake
i smile but my eyes don't lie
the eyes never lie




AP: Honorable Mention 2025

Premium Member Remember the Sabbath Day To Keep It Holy

Now it's time, a special time, the highlight of the week
   Time to say goodbye to cares, to worries and concerns
To shut the door on wearying labor, be it mighty or be it meek

Time to welcome the Sabbath's radiance, the Queen in all her splendor
   To sing, to dance, to chant the prayers with our families and our friends --
Or else admit we lack the faith to joyously -- to lovingly -- implement
   The sacret trust of God Almighty's fourth commandment
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Wearying Traval Vogonian-

O' weary a traveler am I, reign Grudge bugging Li catapulting again Meteor hritik traveling zrrr insane Absurd Milky Way pothole vrrr mundane Luteroberg mosiktoe growl zrrr complain Impaired space flights gravitate love vlane Galactic room slate mates deranged vrr plains Visits vor vat gobbles on try Titian v o b o g o i z e d disbane Verver vis v o g o n i z e d rain
4/27/20 Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2020

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