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Limerick Poems About Sorrow | Sorrow Limerick Poems
Poem Details | by Robert Candler |
Categories: angst, desire, humorous, irony, life, lust, sorrow,

Oh Well

Bill stared at a cute butt going by.
Wishing he were much bolder, he sighed,
"I would give all my pay
To roll that in the hay."
But looked up to see 'she' was a guy.

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Poem Details | by Merwin Rylaarsdam |
Categories: school, weather,

School Closing

It’s true!  I heard it myself! 
No academic learning tomorrow! 
The roads are too icy, 
and travel is dicey
try to contain all your sorrow.


Poem Details | by Kevin Fairbrother |
Categories: farm, imagination,

Big Potato for limerick contest

Big Potato..for limerick contest
By
Kevin L Fairbrother

Old Joe the potato grower
Was beside himself in sorrow
For down at his boots
Was a hole so darn deep
His potato’s now resided in China 


Poem Details | by Justin Time |
Categories: death, life, pain, sad, sorrow, suicide,

death is good

Oh give me a rope
With a noose that is loose 
And i'll tie it up on a beam

Then give me a pill
That will give me a thrill 
And i'll end it all on a high

Death Death is the way 
For life is to sucky to play

So give me a gun
That is loaded for fun
And i'll blow my brains far away.



Poem Details | by Demetrios Trifiatis |
Categories: beautiful, lonely, moon,

WITHOUT YOU


Staring at the shy pale moon*  
I came to realize rather soon  
That without you on my side 
My sorrow wasn’t able to hide      
That bright night of month June!

  

© Demetrios Trifiatis
    27 MARCH 2014


*Inspired by a Limerick written
  by Mystic Rose! 


Poem Details | by Funom Makama |
Categories: emotions, life,

Disapointment from Impotence

Striking beauty from a dinner gown and the jean
the absolute chase of sorrow through the dry gin
cursed is the hopeful bed and night
mockery on masculine might
the whole stays wonderful but bad is the engine.


Poem Details | by john williams |
Categories: funny, hilarious,

Bald facts

Hair today, gone tomorrow,
My follicles falling to my sorrow,
Ten thousand dollars to my surgeon,
Some people think I might be splurgin', 
But I can't wait for my new hair to grow.


Poem Details | by Dustin Craig |
Categories: depression, life, lonely, pain, people, sad, sorrow,

Life on the corner

There once was this girl who was pretty
Who resided in New York City
Got mugged Friday night
Weak attempt at a fight
Life as a harlot is such a pity


Poem Details | by Andrew Crisci |
Categories: funny, girlfriend-boyfriend, people, work

A SECRET PLOT

My co-workers, like clowns, are laughing.....
plotting against me; I get an eerie feeling.
I am the nicest fellow,
sharing joy and sorrow;
guys have secrets they shouldn't be telling!   


Poem Details | by Jack Ellison |
Categories: sorrow,

The Fires Continue



The devastation is beyond comprehension Little can be done to control its dimension Fort McMurray is ablaze For relief we all pray As the tragedy continues in spite of intervention


Poem Details | by Jaquay Atkins |
Categories: absence, abuse, addiction, conflict, sad, stress,

Sorrow Situations

There was a woman with a heart of malice,
drowning her sorrows within a chalice
Weep not, brighter days are ahead
Truth sinks in as she lies in bed 
The loud cries of her name echo, "Alice"?


Poem Details | by Mercury Anderson |
Categories: anger, crush, cry, depression, solitude, sorrow, teenage,

Silly Girl: Depressives Can't Be Optimists

I'm tired of fighting.
I'm tired of trying.
Tired of hoping,
And coping,
When you leave me crying.


Poem Details | by Jack Ellison |
Categories: sorrow,

Can't Clap With One Hand



Some things are impossible to do with one hand To clap at the concert of your favourite band You can give it a shot But believe it or not All that happens is the guy beside you gets fanned


Poem Details | by Funom Makama |
Categories: depression, horror, pain, sad, sick, sorrow, sorry,

Course of a terminal illness

Outlook travels farther from being groovy
attracts human sympathy not envy
at it, illness nibbles
getting the more feeble
wall slowly climbed by the deadly Ivy.


Poem Details | by Rico Leffanta |
Categories: character, evil, integrity, money, political, trust, truth,

Trump's Golden Rule

A man who cares about tomorrow
Is certain the day will bring sorrow 
So Trump's Golden Rule
Is, "Find any fool
And live well on all you can borrow!"


Poem Details | by James Horn |
Categories: allegory, analogy,

Free From Misery

Free From Misery

Songs sung are out before God spread,
Who, in time of sorrow, has always led
Us out from of our sadness and misery,
And from each sin we will be set free;
Forever, together with You are now wed.

James Serious Mysterious Horn
Retired Veteran and Poet


Poem Details | by Jack Ellison |
Categories: celebration,

Kickapoo Joy Juice



That stuff we slurp up like there's no tomorrow Is called “Kickapoo Joy Juice” a name I borrowed From Al Capp's Li'l Abner A strip from another era For 43 years till Al Capp passed away to our sorrow


Poem Details | by Jack Ellison |
Categories: sorry,

Life's Rough Spots



Andrea once mentioned life's rough spots At the time seem insurmountable and we cry a lot But as sure as tomorrow We get over the sorrow And carry on undaunted with whatever upcrops


Poem Details | by Jack Ellison |
Categories: sorrow,

A Toronto Tragedy



Incomprehensible, absolute bloody horror it evokes Beyond human comprehension, total rage it promotes Immediate death without pity No question he's guilty Destroy this lunatic for killing these innocent folks


Poem Details | by Jack Ellison |
Categories: language,

Overmorrow



Something's been missing much to my sorrow “Overmorrow” means the day after tomorrow Can now pass on in peace My cravings now cease In my lust for learning, I no longer need wallow


Poem Details | by James Horn |
Categories: allegory, analogy,

Sorrow Slowly Slipped

Sorrow Slowly Slipped

Sorrow slowly slipped into the night;
God had greeted me and did invite;
Awake, awake;
A breath take;
He caused sun to be a glorious sight.

Jim Horn


Poem Details | by James Horn |
Categories: allegory, analogy,

Had Been Blowing and Flowing

Had Been Blowing and Flowing

While we look at the river flowing,
Around everything started throwing,
Within small town;
Sorrow did drown;
How badly wind had been blowing

Jim Horn


Poem Details | by James Horn |
Categories: allegory, analogy,

Weeping Willow With Tears on Pillow

When we will see a weeping willow;
Softly shedding tears on our pillow;
Now and then;
Again and again;
Sorrow in sails did billow and billow.

Jim Horn


Poem Details | by James Horn |
Categories: allegory, analogy,

Trump Sent Out Trash

Sincerely Sent Out Trash

Trump had been sitting on his own thrown;
Complete fool who never acted fully grown;
In sorrow drown,
Yet complete clown,
And sincerely sent out trash on telephone.

Jim Horn
Retired Vet


Poem Details | by James Horn |
Categories: allegory, analogy,

Trump Is Bound To Astound

Trump Is Bound To Astound

Trump thinks that he has been bound
To astound when he was found around;
Was explicit;
He is illicit;
In own sorrow did seem to be drowned.

Jim Horn