In all chaotic beauty lies a wounded work of art.
Beautiful but torn, wreaking havoc on my heart.
Camouflaged by insecurities, blinded by it all.
I love the way you sit there and barely notice me at all.
Why a Short Poem?
A short poem may be a stylistic choice or it may be that you have said what you intended to say in a more concise way. Either way, they differ stylistically from a long poem in that there tends to be more care in word choice. Since there are fewer words people tend to spend more time on choosing a word that fits the subject to perfection. Because of this meticulous attitude, writing a short poem is often more tedious than writing a long poem.
Short and Simple Poems
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Poem About The Beautiful Chaos Of Life
In all chaotic beauty lies a wounded work of art.Featured Shared Story
With death being the only certainty of life, life is just a bit too short for regrets.
Let's live while we're alive.
Let's love while we're alive.
Let's live and not just survive.
Focusing On The Good
Tiny little secrets
Get buried in the dirt,
And if they were dug up,
Someone would probably get hurt,Featured Shared Story
I don’t know if that’s true, because sometimes it's better to hide the hurtful secrets because the world these days will probably laugh at you then do nothing for a few days then decide...
I Am Unique
I come with no wrapping or pretty pink bows.
I am who I am, from my head to my toes.
I tend to get loud when speaking my mind.
Even a little crazy some of the time.Featured Shared Story
I love this poem! People are always trying to fit in and be normal. I've always disregarded being "normal." What's the point? Why would I be someone I am not? I am perfectly happy the way I...
What are heavy? Sea-sand and sorrow;
What are brief? Today and tomorrow;
What are frail? Spring blossoms and youth;
What are deep? The ocean and truth.Featured Shared Story
Yes, it is perfection! Every line is simple in its truth. Agreed, agreed, this poem has done its deed!
I No Longer Feel Whole
Lord, hear my prayer oh so dear.
My heart is aching; my mind isn't clear.
My love has left me; it hurts my soul.
Without that love, I don't feel whole.Featured Shared Story
I know how you feel. My boyfriend left me last summer. Today would have been our anniversary. I feel so empty without him. I tried dating again, but he's always on my mind. I loved him, I...
Underneath my outside face
There's a face that none can see.
A little less smiley,
A little less sure,Featured Shared Story
The expectations others place on us are a structure. They can be confining like a prison or uplifting like a scaffold - sometimes both. You can rebel against 'em, using them as a springboard...
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