Short Young A Poems
Short Young A Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Young A by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Young A by length and keyword.
Sforza's love-child,Bianca
dying so young,a teenager
yet arguments still rage
did da Vinci portrait,her-
no matter,true or not,
old-age was not her lot
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Categories:
young a, art,
Form:
Ekphrasis
Long ago, once we were teens,
We all read "Mad" magazines,
Now we read of Peter Fonda passing,
Down the tarmac ever blasting,
Always in a "Sleazy Rider" cartoon,
Forever young, a classic lampoon!
Categories:
young a, age, america, film, memorial,
Form:
Free verse
Through the jungles of sick suburbia
He lustfully stalked his prey.
She was only young, a child of just ten
That he took and brutally feasted on.
Savage desires within compelled him
To befriend the pretty Grace;
She so died by his hand, cannibalistic
Urges he boasted were his thrill.
Categories:
young a, abuse, dark, horror, sad, sick, violence,
Form:
Narrative
Jester:
Too young a body
to be trapped
too young a heart
for a chair with wheels
What cruel jester
to lay this card
on one so innocent
still she smiles
Sun glint on buttercup fields
a smile to melt all sorrow
giving beauty without cost
yet again the jester has lost
Sdallen
Categories:
young a, hope
Form:
I do not know?
I remember a time when I was young a lightning bolt about struck me,right in front of my home,as I was running full speed before the bolt strayed I felt something push me I was stunned and afraid.Then I watched in awe as the bolt struck the road.Just one of the many strange things I thought you should know.
Categories:
young a, memory,
Form:
I do not know?
Why should a rose be red?
Danger, caution, blood.
Why should a rose mean love?
Heart break, betrayal, lust.
Why should I have listened?
Naive, young, a fool.
Why should I have believed?
Ignorance, fear, hope.
Why should you be dying?
Revenge, justice, hate.
Why should I follow?
Remorse, guilt ... pain.
Categories:
young a, angst, death, depression, devotion, loss, lost love,
Form:
Free verse
The rain that reached the rural of my roof
Collapsed through ceilings cracked, a crying child
Sometimes I cry myself. A man I mourn
The day that I will die of deaths disease
In tale I tease my thoughts to take back time
When age was young, a yearling of a youth
But brother, I must battle this blind pain
As he that walked with faith on waters will
Categories:
young a, life
Form:
Alliteration
When I was very young a little boy of five,
I had a pair of sneakers that made me feel alive.
They were black with white soles,
discolored and had several holes.
They took me wherever I wanted to go,
in outer space, a pirate ship or a mountain covered in snow.
I did not have much in those day but I would not know,
because my magic sneakers always had me on the go.
JSergi
Categories:
young a, childhood, imagination, uplifting,
Form:
Rhyme
Sergey knew whatever she did would photograph well,
So he let her wander away the autumn day,
Following her, clicking photos
Her innocent look went along well with her
Come hither hazel eyes,
Her dark hair, such a contrast to her ebony face
She was one of the best models he had seen.
Young, a tad insecure, having no idea how beautiful she was.
He liked these the best.
Categories:
young a, 10th grade, 11th grade, 12th grade, 7th
Form:
Free verse
When I was young, a dining needle
Was the term we used
To name a flying insect, but
Turns out we were confused.
For darning needle is another
Phrase for dragonfly.
If you see one up close, then you
Will know the reason why.
Its thin and tapered body looks
Like what we’d use to sew,
But “darning” is a word that many
People do not know.
And so a word misheard became
A means of us defining
The dragonfly, which we assumed
Was out to do some dining.
Categories:
young a, insect,
Form:
Rhyme
Calm, comforting, cool as a hairy mountain
prominent for all to see
A mysterious mix of character, simplicity
and yet complex is he
Easy going brillance not forced as its
enhanced smoothly as can be
Friendly to the old and young a beacon so
bright
Surprising in his manner especially in jokes
unexpected
Comforting a presence an artist so
unrelenting
A force sorrow, sadness and sillyness
repelling
Even in name likened to honey
Friend and brother Oyin
Categories:
young a, brother,
Form:
Ode
Can’t catch em
Outlived my time
Click of eyes, no chime
Still young a bantam rooster
Old people seem to lose the rhyme
Can’t catch em like I u-ster
To walk alone it is my path
Lonesome on the fringe
Time sometimes brings a merry laugh
But who am I to whinge
A kiss for lovers in the mist
A cuddle neath the stars
The right one have I maybe missed
Neath Jupiter and Mars
But onward ever onward
To quest and often fail
Knight errant fearless undeterred
He seeks the Holy Grail
Categories:
young a, lost love
Form:
Rhyme
Reflections in the sky
Ask you to do something
No one else has done
Compassion, self-calming, democracy
All attempts for peace
Honouring our imperfections, our humanity
Tragic thralls
Have no time to learn new ways
Life is death, fear leads their way, to die of loyalty
Conflict helps us grow and change
No time to share our wisdom, our love, our kindness
Bodies bloodied red, countries souls lie dead
Yet still we dream
Of World Peace
So young, a simple one.
Categories:
young a, dream, freedom, international, peace, war, world,
Form:
Free verse
SUNDAY
a lifting morning haze
a lay in laze
a murmured rustle of
times and guardians,
voices, tea pot lids
and neighbours kids
arise
and set the drapes
aside
let the sunshine in
a rectangle of green
a frame of English flowers
lovingly proclaim, a
English Sunday morn
" ted is up " Lynne says
"a flirt with tenant "
nubile young ,a
blond high strung
does he impress
I take my coffee
garden bound to
see my older brother
and finesse
Categories:
young a, appreciation, brother, fun,
Form:
Ballade