Short World Class Poems

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


The Nigerian Dream 6

A world class country
Where corruption remained an enemy
Bribery a foe to the leaders
Good roads and better pipe borne water
Constant power supply.
Form: Limerick


Mush

Neuroscience
takes a world class meal
grinds it into bits
and tries to convince us
 — its taste has improved

(Villanova University: April, 2025)

Anno

There once was a banshee called Anno,
Who was learning to play the piano.
She was doomed to fail,
And started to wail -
And now she’s a world class soprano.
© Jack Horne  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Limerick

Premium Member Chess Whiz

Used to be a whiz at chess way back when Not a world class player but enjoyed myself, no end Losing wasn't an option That proved a problem Had to be restrained, d'ya know what I'm sayin'?
Form: Limerick

Premium Member Chess Whiz

Used to be a whiz at chess way back when Not a world class player but enjoyed myself, no end Losing wasn't an option That proved a problem Had to be restrained, d'ya know what I'm sayin'?
Form: Limerick


Premium Member Opulent

Oligarchs flaunt a lifestyle folks can only dream of. Luxurious yachts, opulent mansions, solid gold toilets, decadent precious stones, and world-class cuisine. Materialistic, posh, and ostentatious.

Premium Member At the Beach

Gulls soar
Lunch score

Huge wave
Surf crave

Sea star 
Sand bar

Sea glass 
World class

Shark sight
Nail-bite

Hot sand 
No stand

Beach read
Some need

Sun cream
Tan dream

Sand cake 
May break

Sea finds
All kinds
Form: Footle

Premium Member Back-Up Plan

The starlet wore a cutaway gown
The bodice somewhat non-existent
When asked who she was wearing
She said, "Myself, for I am preparing,
Should this acting gig turn out minor
I plan to be a world-class designer.

written July 28, 2021

The Nigerian Dream

Love and good government
Love and good government
Freedom of speech and promotion
World class country with a welcoming
Atmosphere home and abroad.Freedom of speech and promotion
World class country with a welcoming
Atmosphere home and abroad.
Form: ABC

Miss America Revisited

Wrinkles deepening with the fleeting years
Show worry and sadness and nothing to come.
Her starry eyed plans are now in arrears
And gone is the look of delicious aplomb.
Her world-class body brought whistles and cheers
Now hid under muumuus to old age succumb.
She works on her tan on manicured lawn
Dreaming of pageants until she is gone.

My Christmas Present

Such a lovely present.
Walks, talks, quite cute.
Spent an innocent hour with me.
Talking, as I gave a world class
back massage,
So sweet to touch a woman's body,
Though not in any disrespectful way,
Pure innocence,
I enjoyed giving the massage,
I enjoyed the intelligent talk,
A lovely hour passed'
With a lovely, sweet young lady.
Merry Christmas, Tom!
© Tom Bell  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Bio

Crown On Her Head

T-he glittering crown on her head
O-ffers world-class beauty; 
N-icely winning the coveted prize
I-n fashion and nobility.

A-mazing crown on her head
N-egates doubts and fears; 
N-otable performance leads her to joyful tears.

S-he is awarded the honor
I-n white dress instead of red; 
N-ow is the time to shine with
G-leaming crown on her
H-ead.

Topic: Miss World 2019
Form: Acrostic

Premium Member O Canada

O
Canada
Land of the free 
Fields and lakes and hills
A history built on hard work and sweat
Pious generations with ambition
Charting progress with pride 
Humble and persevering
World class contenders
We stand proud
Canada Day
Each day
Eh!	



AP: Honorable Mention 2020

Submitted on December 20, 2019 for contest WHITMAN-INSPIRED UPLIFTING POETRY, OLD OR NEW sponsored by CAROLYN DEVONSHIRE  -  RANKED 2ND
Form: Ode

Prima Donna

Peacock-like vanity propelling you,     
Restless in the search for adulation,     
Image of yourself so damn inflated,    
Master of a self-centered universe;      
A great one, yes, until you ask others.

Donning a pride as a sort of armor,       
Only a world-class ego keeping you,   
Nary a thought of your worth, if any,       
None but that pretty face in the mirror;   
Ah, to be living on such shaky ground!
Form: Acrostic

Montauk

At the very most tip of Long Island
Lies a sleepy New English type town
Crammed with restaurants and motels,
In the summer it's population swells,

The most beautiful beach you can find,
On which our majestic sun has shined,
Rolling hills, world class
fishing docks,
And fresh fish it always stocks

It's a paradise to me,
And oddly if you could see,
Was even better once before,
So many discovered this lovely shore.
© Tom Bell  Create an image from this poem.

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