Short Wrestles Poems
Short Wrestles Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Wrestles by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Wrestles by length and keyword.
Man wrestles
Leaving scars on his own flesh
Tackling the other on his path
Left to only caress him when he’s all that’s left
Marckincia Jean
Categories:
wrestles, hope,
Form:
Free verse
PM Boris Johnson wrestles with bad hair days, but he doesn't seem to care!
Would some kind soul lend the bloke a comb and brush to tame his tousled hair!
Categories:
wrestles, humorous,
Form:
Couplet
Too much pain wrestles in my dark,
forcing limps that stifle my spark.
Trekking life's long and winding road,
I seek You for a faith reload.
Praising Your road paved with truth's seed,
I will find where pain does recede.
Categories:
wrestles, angst, change, emotions, freedom, pain, peace, sorrow,
Form:
Lay
Climbing mountains, scaling cliffs,
Bungee jumping fan,
Action hero, stuff of myths,
Such a macho man.
Snorkels, dives and flies a plane,
Thrills and danger led,
Wrestles, races, feels no pain…
Only in my head.
For Andrea’s 7/5 Trochee contest
Categories:
wrestles, adventure,
Form:
Rhyme
I hear the trees
Whisper in the leaves
As she wrestles with the breeze
Gently standing free
Tempest passes over thee
Those standing claim victory
So God gave them the earth
And they smiled amogst the company
Calm and peace they´ll be
Categories:
wrestles, blessing, change, destiny, god, peace, spiritual,
Form:
I do not know?
Inside the Keepers pantry
Jesus can stare at any mirror
Our lives have changed
likens the chaff of wheat
The Lord is neigh
as truth wrestles amongst the shimmering trees
and we are guided by our missives
The green patterns of holly
roots our dreams
Categories:
wrestles, angel, anniversary,
Form:
Free verse
The wind wrestles with its own,
as trees cheer in the background,
exposing the night that sings a lullaby.
Voices in motion.
Hushed tones rock an adult to sleep ~
Winter has come.
20 September 2022
'Bitesize Poem no52' Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Line Gauthier
Categories:
wrestles, emotions, environment, winter,
Form:
Free verse
The wakeful wind whistles
Winding wearily and watching all
Wafting silently whispering woes
Weightlessly whipping wisplike whacks
Wondrously wild when wrathful weather attacks
Wrecking and walloping worsening in time
Nature wilts whimpering wordlessly worried
The wind whirls and wrestles in wingless flight
19/3/2016
Categories:
wrestles, weather,
Form:
Alliteration
Oh wisdom, I am left
plaintiff's accord ~ searching at best
and as it were for my true love's afford ~
he wrestles with resolve,
I wonder at reward.
Oh wisdom, grant my eye to sleep
a while ~ so I may chord
some lasting Holiness ~ his, only his, a test
as when some creature leaves its own ~
Then stumbles on it's nest!
Categories:
wrestles, faith, inspirational, love,
Form:
Rhyme
Filial Child
Halfway to heaven,
so thrilled to be saved.
My life,
changed forever.
Filled with your spirit,
wrestles to serve.
On fire…
in the night,
running through the streets,
until I fall… before You.
Dancing for My Lord,
To a music that has always been,
and will forever be,
echoed in all men’s souls.
Categories:
wrestles, angel, dedication, heaven, hope, morning, my child,
Form:
Free verse
My soul eternal
wrestles the devil infernal
he waits in ambush
perpetually, for me
to forget, and disconnect
from God Almighty
then rushes in to ruin and wreck
extinguishes in a sec, the Light
God gave me to spread throughout the world
leaving my conscience submerged, deeply disturbed...
Categories:
wrestles, crush, emotions, god, spiritual,
Form:
Rhyme
Are you a bullet dodged, or a bullet lodged
Deep within my heart
I feel so alive as you’re killing me
Tingling in the tangles of betrayal
Am I your victim or my own prisoner
Locked, tied and bound
I cannot move on with or without you
Hope and desire wrestles violently with strength and courage
If I cut the tie, will I die or will I fly
Away
Categories:
wrestles, betrayal, confusion, desire, emotions, fear, heartbreak, longing,
Form:
Free verse
This house of things, with all the people gone.
A mother’s tea set and a daughter’s shoe.
Out front the crabgrass wrestles with a lawn.
This house of things with all the people gone
imagines mildew, dust against the dawn.
See how mold and dryrot whisper to undo
this house of things with all the people gone.
A mother’s tea set and a daughter’s shoe.
Categories:
wrestles, family, loss, nostalgia, house, people, house, people,
Form:
Triolet
Man is lost to doom,
thirsting to soar higher —
higher than immortal skies
Pride often flames
the haughty paths
to the lions' den
Yet, danger to man,
remains unseen as
greed fuels his lust to glory,
Insolence wrestles nature,
and conceit glooms the
sight of his willful mind
Man is lost to doom,
his ego swings the air
till the abyss hugs his soul.
Categories:
wrestles, bible, christian, creation, deep, depression, destiny, god,
Form:
Free verse
puppy licks himself all over
kitty wrestles with a bone
a horse jumps over the moon
a cow on the range is home
a snake sits next to Miss Muffet
a spider swallows a rock whole
Little Bo Peep loses her bears
a sheep gets engaged to a foal
animals normally don't act out of character
~ we humans design wigs for baldies and barristers
Categories:
wrestles, animal, cat, dog, humanity,
Form:
Light Verse
Poignant plot prevails
Sublime sensuous sails
Vain voices vivid
Last laughter limpid
Jovial jumpy joy
Private playful ploy
Steady subtle slots
Peachy primal plots
Dreamy dazzling daze
Crafty creamy craze
Tasty touching turns
Sensing sparkle stern
Worry wrestles waves
Clumsy calling caves
Leon Enriquez
22 September 2015
Singapore
Categories:
wrestles, beauty,
Form:
Alliteration
Morning breaks and I awake
off to start a new day
but my mind wrestles
within, the thoughts of you
warm winds wash over me
and momentarily I'm at peace
I watch the sky pushing her clouds
ever slowly passing by
and I can't help but wander
each shape a reminder of you
your eyes blowing past
winking a sultry goodbye
I could look for you forever
but you're already with me inside
Categories:
wrestles, destiny,
Form:
Free verse
She placed her arms around,
And clasped her hands pressing her chest closer
Not uttering a sound
Her movements were poetry in motion
She was dedicated with a passion
Her gaze was a hypnotic potion
As she stood with her legs slightly astride
She put her all into it
Her femininity she did not hide
With my cup of tea, I admire her from afar
As she wrestles the Ikea flat pack from out of the car
Categories:
wrestles, funny
Form:
Rhyme
She swings from the trees
Landing full on her knees
We get out of her way
Her heart is lithe and gay
Her name is not known
But her attitude full blown
She does what she needs
And always succeeds
Her self-confidence is there
She could wrestle a bear
She is eight years old
Independent, sassy and bold
We admire her greatly
Have not seen her lately
Wait! She is on the seesaw
We other kids watch her in awe!
Categories:
wrestles, girl,
Form:
Rhyme
Love painted a picture
in vibrant shades of passion, not
to be duplicated by mortal man.
Love mixed red-hot desire,
quiet colors of bliss and
deep purple indio shades of blue-twilight.
Love wrestles the colored shades
of dawn, hides in a dewy mist,
kisses morning light into steamy dreams.
Love splashes, sparkles of yellow sunlight
Into a radiant lavender-pink, for the
hushed promises framed within your smile.
Cynthia
Categories:
wrestles, love,
Form:
Free verse
quick gestures
times seem subdued
though somehow not alert
moments begin to intrude
captured by phrases
never seen abrasions
mute
intentions fade as time is payed
fools wage's are waisted pages
redundant as it seems
tongue will find means
as it wrestles with the ink
gives the mind time to blink
worth in word's bakers dozen
love and blood are second cousins
just another farce
wrote just this
side of th dark
..
.
Categories:
wrestles, anxiety, art, eulogy,
Form:
Epic
I am just a pustule on the face of planet Earth,
wasting air and taking space since the sad day of my birth.
All my predecessors have by their own hands died,
insanity and hopelessness drew them to suicide.
Now my daughter wrestles with the demons of her kin,
living life daily, uncomfortable in her skin.
I'll not be missed when I am gone; I've left no real impression,
and daily life will just go on, steeped in deep depression.
©Danielle White
Categories:
wrestles, angst, death, depression, familylife, planet,
Form:
Rhyme
Perversion.? ?Hidden deep inside
it roils and coils?; ?wrestles and writhes
screams,? ?gnashes,? ?gnaws and cries;
longing to tear the wings from flies
No volition to kill-? ?not the aim.
Rather,? ?to punish,? ?is the game.
Ignore deathblow,? ?purpose to maim;
in the wake,? ?leave broken and lame.
Pain persitent, ?it seeks to bring.
Perversion.! ?Lusts only to inflict suffering;
it insinuates to you?; ?it whispers to me
"make them hurt,? ?then you'll be free".
Categories:
wrestles, social
Form:
Rhyme
In the face of an early morning drizzle,
On a fireside earth-throne,
I sit and summon thoughts.
The firewood, red with the suppressed anger of
Smouldering fire,
Crackles constantly
Amid the paying of wages of serenity.
Thoughts and fascination cringe
My breath now pulsated by the throbs of wanton
Visions . . .
Invasion!
A gust of rain wrestles me down.
I stand, peering deeply into the grey, fussy
Band of wetness,
Where the eyes of rain met mine
In one quixotic moment.
Categories:
wrestles, introspection, philosophy, rain,
Form:
Free verse
In poetry,
She finds her lost self
A lonesome wanderer
Who's lost deep in the winds
Of her own thoughts.
In poetry,
She finds painful memories
And solitude forests
Where she wrestles with
The nightmares in the shadows.
In poetry,
She finds a peaceful place
Where she can rest her head and
Lay by the oceans and get
Lost with the flow of the waves.
In poetry,
Sometimes she just gets
Lost in between and
Not be able to find her
Way back home from
her own thoughts.
Categories:
wrestles, absence, angst,
Form:
Free verse