Limerick Poems About Loss | Loss Limerick Poems

Broken Hearted - Jtap

Our friendship here had only just started
then you left me alone, broken hearted
you're gone but not forgotten
now life it seems so rotten
ever since the sad day you departed.



We miss you, Chan :)



This was my sadder take on the "poet who broke my heart" contest theme.

Slams Destroyed Her Head

Slams Destroyed Her Head

She was slammed by slam poetry, boo hoo!
Some folks wondered about the hullabaloo.
When bombarded with dread,
Sad thoughts destroyed her head.
Now, she thinks she’s a blithering cuckoo!

© July 17, 2010
Dane Smith-Johnsen

Rock Paper Scissors

You used to be my strength, my rock
I looked to you for comforting thoughts
Till you thinned like paper
Your caring tapered
And like scissors you cut me off



Received 1st place in PD's "rock paper scissors" contest

Eulogy For a Quarterback's Reputation

We're angry!  What sports fan can blame us?

There hasn't been one loss for Jameis

     But off-the-field ruckus

     Makes sportscasters muck us

Once famous, now Jameis just shames us






*Written about former FSU quarterback Jameis Winston's run ins with the law.

Cranky Boss

I worked for a cranky old boss
who came to work always quite cross.
Finally found out,
he developed gout,
when stocks took a capital loss

Copyright © 2011 By Caryl SMuzzey

Mosquito Pete, the Rip Off

Mosquito with a bloody mission

Taking what's mine without permission 

      Loss of blood and a bump
      Itchy scratch with a lump

  Donation of blood, no commission

Our Vacancy

Red, Black, Yellow - Brown or White
During the day or - late at night
-	When Life is lost
-	It’s too great a cost
No justification can make it right.

Playing the Lottery

PLAYING THE LOTTERY

A young lady named Nanny Lou Wicket
Bought herself a lottery ticket
She won so much cash 
It caused a heart attack
Now the money is gone, and so is Nanny Lou Wicket

Mediocre Man

There once was a man that was lackluster
Who's life was one giant cluster
Writes a suicide note
He slits his throat
Blank stares are all his family can muster

Bath Salts

There once was a guy who was crazy
Took bath salts to make him not lazy
Bad trip to say the least
Human flesh was a feast
Dead carcass was pushin' up daises

Prepare For the Worst

That's a week the wife has been missing
For years I've so longed this hoping
Prepare for the worst the Police said
Panic thoughts in my head
The Charity shop was not my so wishing

The Disappointed Baseball Player

Not all my hits are home runs,
many of them miss the bat;
specators respond with boos...
right there I expect to lose,
and getting angry, I toss my cap.

Boo

Once came along sisters entity
Sound like runaway trains fifth degree
Across trailers tin roof
Dogs started howl and woof
When seen spirit pants I did pee

Lottery Ticket 1

Long back, a lottery ticket, I bought
Won a small sum which was lucky I thought
I boarded a bus with that cash
Lost five times that win in a flash
To a pickpocket, which left me distraught.


For: Susan Burch’s Lottery ticket limerick contest,  6 Jan 11

Nature Calls

A place where gas and flame ignite 

Mount Vesuvius spews in morning light

as I rocked and rolled

in a motion uncontrolled

hot embers hit the water with fright !!






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A Gift For P.D.

A bad day at the 7-11
The cola slurpee's not working again!
I don't want cherry,
Grape, or strawberry - 
Only cola gives me that peace-like zen!


10/30/11

A strong hurricane blows across the beach

My umbrella turns inside-out; I screech!

     Broadcasting from a cell phone

     Rain pelts and there’s no tone

For the first time I’m at a loss for speech

I just knew it would be my lucky day
The lottery I decided to play
But I had no luck
Not even a buck
Now we're eating beans until my next pay

When I was a child of nine
I thought I had all the time
Time to live and be happy
Time to fish with my pappy
But death had crossed the line

That job he assigned came out a loss, 
which tells why my boss' so mean and cross 
Then down below my belt 
his firm rough grasp I felt, 
as me out on my ass he did toss.

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I hiked down to my old fish'in hole
one BIG "Rainbow Trout" was my goal
got nothing but snags
lost a whole jar of eggs
and into the lake went my pole
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The once was a woman named Terri
Who could make you feel so merry
But then there was loss
When she tried to be boss
Inferior? She made you feel very

There once was a lad we all called him Mack
To carry his snacks, he had a backpack
While taking a snooze,
His backpack he’d lose
Somewhere, someone was enjoying a snack

There once was an economist who claimed
Deregulation wasn’t to blame
For the failure of banks
Loss of middle class ranks
‘Til unemployment had to pay him in francs

John John's waitings must feverishly write
A day without John John that's just not right
We talk every single day
Never a loss for what to say
Each day we babble on in the early morning light