Short Wrong Poems
Short Wrong Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Wrong by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Wrong by length and keyword.
Everything is wrong about it,
Wrong timing,
Wrong feelings,
Wrong person..!
Did someone say,
Two wrongs make a right??
Although I probably hate a person who commits a felony, I may hate moreso a self righteous soul who won't commit a misdimeanor.
mabe am worng
I can't go on
you got my mind
your my love sign
this love comes from above
BABY
MABE AM WRONG
AM IN LOVE
Not many make time today
to teach young'uns right from wrong
So many sides to every story
teachers busy taking inventory
its the lords plan
for you to stand
hold up your hands
ask to be forgive
its his will
put you where you belong
IF YOUR WRONG
am i not for you
or you feeling blue
do you have someone new
you don't do as you uesd too
mabe now we don'tbelong
WHATS WRONG
What a beautiful morning,
how sweet is the song !
Then I heard the news,
and the world is still wrong.
(07/24/2025)
if your right
your the lords light
if your wrong
you can't carry own
try not to be alone
try not to be
love is the key
RIGHT A WRONG
Right
Advice
Stops one from
Doing something
Wrong!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
02 November 2018
1-2-3-4-1
This dog was afraid of the dark
Especially as he did not bark
He was not mute
He was lovable and cute
He yodelled, this is no lark
Hillary Clinton
CNN, grandchild, her eyes are a-glintin'
but then in an instance
unbelievably called her 'my creme de resistance' !
In the past
People were sacked
For telling
Lies.
These days
People are sacked
For telling the
Truth.
right and wrong
always strong
we stride to be right
without any fright
when wrongs become rights
there'll be sleepless nights
UNDERSTANDING IS THE KEY
TO BEING FREE
ITS HEALING
AND MORE
APPEALING
TO MAN KIND
HE IS BLIND
SO DON'T DEBATE
ITS
WRONG TO HATE
If you were to be gone
Maybe, at lease you should know
Despite the ugliness you've shown
I still love you
p.s. It was me who did it.
Form:
Rowing a boat up onto the land
Digging the oar stump into the sand
Dragging a dead ship on dry ground
Wishing that on sea, i had drowned
It's winter, you're cold
Summer days are far from home
I should be thankful
Not like we could walk barefoot
Even if your hands were warm
One day
I went to church to confess my sins
But the Pastor called the Police men
So I am in custody waiting for trial
By Chipepo Lwele
Write like no one’s going to read,
a word of what you write today.
Have your heart bleed onto paper,
and just let come of it what may.
G-ood
I-s
N-ice
A-s
C-orrect,
A-nd
R-age
I-s
N-egative
A-s
N-otoriety
©bfa042925
Monocrostic (Birthday of Gina Carinan)
can't help my feeling
your love got me reeling
i look up at the seeling
all i see is you
IN MY ARMS YOU BELONG
NOT WRONG
SAY I LOVE YOU
I take a step
My ankle’s broke
I turn my head
I have a stroke
What is wrong?
Asks my concerned mate
I’m old I’m fat.
I’m sixty-eight
More of my agony I will prolong,
Which seems to be same old song;
Tears bring;
Pain being,
And what I did was always wrong.
Jim Horn
There once was a Man name billy
who had a good Friend in Philly
he took the wrong bus
and had such a fuss
and now he's sitin there chilly
it was time i won't forget
this i confess
i got a crime arrest
you can bet
i did nuthin yet
cause of the corlor face
i was
IN THE WRONG PLACE