Short Worsened Poems
Short Worsened Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Worsened by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Worsened by length and keyword.
No longer am I a person
Lost one shoe, life has worsened
Can't go on
Hobbling along
Must I go barefoot to relieve the burden
The world unknowing, worsened when
In silence sits the poet's pen
What worth have words unwritten then
While fury fills the minds of men
8/30/21
Bite Size Poem No19 Poetry Contest
CONFINED
round and round it goes
looking for an entrance
goldfish
STUD
mare on heat
retired racehorse
not interested
JANUARY
a new beginning
as cold as it can be
thick sweaters
SHOCK
positive scarlet
negative chocolate
electrocution
LIFE
troubled living
in sickness not in health
worse disease worsened cure
The thirst had me intrigued
For she was the only substance that could quench my affliction
Scorching days had me weary
The sun smacked me into submission
I am yours Aquafina !
I arrived to her cool and frigid waters
Temporarily, I was healed
My lower half was comfortable,
While my torso battled the sun's rays
Shallow waters, with no deep end
The dehydration worsened.....
The night drew closer,
her fear began to spread-
his abuse worsened....
playing games with her head-
"Why this wicked game?"
....said the woman with no name.
A tormented life she led,
wishing she wore death instead-
"I drown in self-pity and shame..."
....said the woman with no name.
November 12, 2016
The world's in chaos
no space is safe
everywhere one turns
tis a violent place
No peace, no safety
only anguish and strife
conditions have worsened
become the way of life
The world's so different
since way back when
life was simple, pleasant
everyone was "friend"
lest we get back to that time of olde
if violence be the trend
our future world looms on the edge
to mankind's brought on end
I had an old ceiling fan, refused to rotate
Irritated every day with an awful noise innate
Disturbed my peace and worsened my sleep
Like the rusted wheel of a broken relationship
I was awake, and I was restless
Lost in shadows of night sleepless
Then, I saw you there in a thousand mile
Thinking something with an unknown smile
And, I again become tired of everything
The time is restless enough for such a feeling.
A waste of everything
I can not bare these feelings
Any longer,
All my anger was held back
By the love that blinded me
From seeing the real world.
I'm waste of human life,
Why did God grant me with life
When all I do is make everything worse?
Time,
Something that I cherish,
But I always get left behind
To feel the pain that I've caused.
My depression
Has worsened in one night
and I hope death does not waste time like I.
A moment in the island of activity and solitude
Where you have no choice but to stay a time
And then go back home and back again
Now worsened by the labourers strife
That bred the supervisors inactivity
And souls bored to tears
Suddenly a moment beside the gentle presence of loveliness
Probably feeling the same as me
A presence that has lasted for just only awhile
With delight and joy in its trail
A moment of respite that leaves us in grief
All his ink wells ran dry
From uncertain thought
His nib dripping with ink from within,
The crimson script full of regret
From what has and has not been.
Grief stricken eyes
Nails turning to dust
Hair falling with every turn of the page,
He reeked of whiskey and the troubles it brought
The smell worsened as she started to age.
As the hour glass ticked
The months blew away
Times ocean began to swell
But not a soul came through at anytime
Looking for his sweet so sweet Annabelle.
When hot and It is rain,
Birds do not sing in vain.
This joy they never feel
When heat walks upon hill.
When nothing else has worsened stroke,
This rain is taken for the rock -
Birds fear this intensive sound,
It echoes back the shape of ground:
They harder fear their end
When endless drops hit waiting land.
Who's after spot of Paradise on earth? -
It always rains, It always hot,
And question is the same:
Why birds do not sing on this earth
When heat turns into rain?
CORRUPTION
I look at the horizon of life,
the destiny of our country
No love,, passing infatuation
with crucifixion of hearts and souls
Blindfolded
worsened by highhandedness
closely followed by fate
woven in deeps of unknown state
No justice
corruption our downfall
swayed by greed
confused by haste riches
A perfect man eat man society
Our destiny, premonition
our sanity, stale
our culture, eroded
with corruption, life is unfair
the country is mired into corruption