Rhyming Poems
#rhyming
Explore poems that rhyme, on a variety of subjects. This section showcases poetry using a variety of different rhyming schemes.
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
14th Nov 2024 8:00pm
14th Nov 2024 8:00pm
Sentenced with a cold
I'm not angry, I just grow tired,
waking days clogged with mucus
I'm not happy, I’m just fed up,
passing nights roll to no focus
Every breath, I test death
Keeping my problems upon my chest
Sleep used to be an escape,
now a house of congestion
Being awake use to be ok,
also having problems with digestion
Sitting here a broken man,
OTC drugs not providing a solution
Not tasting or smelling life's pleasures,
Hacking up greenish, yellow pollution
I know this cold needs to run it's course, ...
waking days clogged with mucus
I'm not happy, I’m just fed up,
passing nights roll to no focus
Every breath, I test death
Keeping my problems upon my chest
Sleep used to be an escape,
now a house of congestion
Being awake use to be ok,
also having problems with digestion
Sitting here a broken man,
OTC drugs not providing a solution
Not tasting or smelling life's pleasures,
Hacking up greenish, yellow pollution
I know this cold needs to run it's course, ...
#illness
#LifeStruggles
#rhyming
51 reads
10 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
13th Nov 2024 11:19am
13th Nov 2024 11:19am
Wet, Drunk & Miserable
He went to the bar
got into a fight
drank lots of Yeg
was up half the night
He was so wasted
he could hardly talk
barely made it to the bed
kept stumbling, couldn't walk
Fell right asleep
out like a light
along came the dream
of mountains and streams
It was so peaceful or so it seemed
the sound of dripping awakened him
he could smell the stench of human pee
He could feel the warmth between his legs
he pissed his pants and it seeped all over the bed
he jumped and ran...
got into a fight
drank lots of Yeg
was up half the night
He was so wasted
he could hardly talk
barely made it to the bed
kept stumbling, couldn't walk
Fell right asleep
out like a light
along came the dream
of mountains and streams
It was so peaceful or so it seemed
the sound of dripping awakened him
he could smell the stench of human pee
He could feel the warmth between his legs
he pissed his pants and it seeped all over the bed
he jumped and ran...
#addiction
#alcohol
#funny #rhyming
#funny #rhyming
47 reads
2 Comments
LunasChild8
Poem Published
13th Nov 2024 3:13am
13th Nov 2024 3:13am
Stand Up
I’m sick of this bullshit that most people use as fuel
I’d rather be called crazy than played as a fool
What wouldn’t I give if it meant freedom?
Most people wouldn’t walk this path, but I’ve got my reasons.
Stand up and feel the fire
Reach out to ignite my heart’s desires
An organ I once thought dead and cold
Now I watch the events unfold.
Stand up; get my ass into gear
I’ll face life head-on and vanquish all my fears
I value actions over words
The unspoken language that can’t be heard.
I’m sick of this bullshit...
I’d rather be called crazy than played as a fool
What wouldn’t I give if it meant freedom?
Most people wouldn’t walk this path, but I’ve got my reasons.
Stand up and feel the fire
Reach out to ignite my heart’s desires
An organ I once thought dead and cold
Now I watch the events unfold.
Stand up; get my ass into gear
I’ll face life head-on and vanquish all my fears
I value actions over words
The unspoken language that can’t be heard.
I’m sick of this bullshit...
#determination
#LifeStruggles
#loneliness
#myself
#rhyming
80 reads
6 Comments
ThePalestRider
Poem Published
12th Nov 2024 7:55pm
12th Nov 2024 7:55pm
Blood In The Loch, Freedom Flowing Fjord
By loch and glen, the shadows grow
The heather drinks the twilight’s glow
With Robert’s men, we ride as one
Beneath the moon, behind the sun
The confessor marches with blades of steel
Their boots do crush the Highland’s keel
But o’er the fjord, the echoes ring
With battle songs we proudly sing
Through mist and stone, our paths are made
The sword our guide, the bow our trade
The stag does leap, the raven cries
And freedom lights the coldest skies
We strike by night, a shadow’s blade
In Bruce’s name, the price is...
The heather drinks the twilight’s glow
With Robert’s men, we ride as one
Beneath the moon, behind the sun
The confessor marches with blades of steel
Their boots do crush the Highland’s keel
But o’er the fjord, the echoes ring
With battle songs we proudly sing
Through mist and stone, our paths are made
The sword our guide, the bow our trade
The stag does leap, the raven cries
And freedom lights the coldest skies
We strike by night, a shadow’s blade
In Bruce’s name, the price is...
#death
#environment
#narrative
#rhyming
#war
24 reads
0 Comments
ThePalestRider
Poem Published
12th Nov 2024 6:47am
12th Nov 2024 6:47am
Wanderings
Through barren wastes of ash and stone
The ascetic walked, in faith alone
The sun, a pyre, bled red and pale
As winds did wail a mournful tale
His flesh grew weak, his breath ran dry
Yet prayers rose up to pierce the sky
When from the dust a shadow loomed
A saintly corpse, from grave exhumed
Its bones did gleam with spectral fire
Its hollow eyes burned fierce, entire
“O pilgrim, lost in dread’s domain,
Rise now, and walk the path of pain”
Its voice was both a hymn and cry,
A beacon bright, yet sharp with...
The ascetic walked, in faith alone
The sun, a pyre, bled red and pale
As winds did wail a mournful tale
His flesh grew weak, his breath ran dry
Yet prayers rose up to pierce the sky
When from the dust a shadow loomed
A saintly corpse, from grave exhumed
Its bones did gleam with spectral fire
Its hollow eyes burned fierce, entire
“O pilgrim, lost in dread’s domain,
Rise now, and walk the path of pain”
Its voice was both a hymn and cry,
A beacon bright, yet sharp with...
#Christian
#dark
#God
#religion
#rhyming
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1 Comment
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
10th Nov 2024 11:49am
10th Nov 2024 11:49am
Fear
You can drive a car if you do it right
but you can't go far if it puts you out of sight
you can't look at girls
you can't drink anything
you got to get your kicks in the shadow of fear
You stay out late when they think your young
when they find out, there gonna want you hung
so you try to understand that you might get near
cause your lost alone in the shadow of fear
So you found a chick that you think is fine
but you fell too fast so you lost your mind
society looks, but they turn their ears
you got to get...
but you can't go far if it puts you out of sight
you can't look at girls
you can't drink anything
you got to get your kicks in the shadow of fear
You stay out late when they think your young
when they find out, there gonna want you hung
so you try to understand that you might get near
cause your lost alone in the shadow of fear
So you found a chick that you think is fine
but you fell too fast so you lost your mind
society looks, but they turn their ears
you got to get...
#FeelingTrapped
#lyrics
#rebellion
#rhyming
#shadows
48 reads
7 Comments
Rew
Poem Published
9th Nov 2024 5:08pm
9th Nov 2024 5:08pm
The Wisdom of the Supreme Orange
Sold by orders of the old Orange king
damned the grand canyon becomes a sea of oil,
as millions puckered up to kiss his ring,
In tattered rags the blews now poor drab things
thankful for Rouge-Leaders few cents of toil
sold, by orders of the old Orange king...
As from state rest camps migrant voices sing
Praise Him, who's smog saved their rations from sun's spoil,
as millions puckered up to kiss his ring,
(The sky, dark, from slag-heaps fug, still burning,
smog from coast to coast churns the spoiled earth...
damned the grand canyon becomes a sea of oil,
as millions puckered up to kiss his ring,
In tattered rags the blews now poor drab things
thankful for Rouge-Leaders few cents of toil
sold, by orders of the old Orange king...
As from state rest camps migrant voices sing
Praise Him, who's smog saved their rations from sun's spoil,
as millions puckered up to kiss his ring,
(The sky, dark, from slag-heaps fug, still burning,
smog from coast to coast churns the spoiled earth...
#dark
#rhyming
48 reads
1 Comment
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
9th Nov 2024 11:01am
9th Nov 2024 11:01am
Extreme Little Big Man Syndrome
Here comes the little man
He's really fucking short
Bitter from an early age
Wasn't born a midget or even a dwarf
Never liked having to look up
Every time he needed to speak
They assumed he was an overgrown kid
He's about the height of someone's ass cheeks
Angry little man takes revenge
On the world that wronged him
Doesn't like the short jokes
Wished often for longer limbs
One day while working at his menial job
He snapped and kidnaps the secretary
A fairly attractive woman
Ties her up, gags her, oh...
He's really fucking short
Bitter from an early age
Wasn't born a midget or even a dwarf
Never liked having to look up
Every time he needed to speak
They assumed he was an overgrown kid
He's about the height of someone's ass cheeks
Angry little man takes revenge
On the world that wronged him
Doesn't like the short jokes
Wished often for longer limbs
One day while working at his menial job
He snapped and kidnaps the secretary
A fairly attractive woman
Ties her up, gags her, oh...
#anger
#funny
#identity
#MentalHealth
#rhyming
73 reads
11 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
8th Nov 2024 8:02pm
8th Nov 2024 8:02pm
The Horny Housewife
#lust
#rhyming
#sex
#temptation
#wife
226 reads
11 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
6th Nov 2024 11:15am
6th Nov 2024 11:15am
Eat the bite
Why don't you disappear
Sick of your face each year
Listen to me my dear
The end is growing near
You have tried to threaten me
You have tried to destroy me
I'm stronger then you thought I would be
Open your mouth, taste my sweet addiction
Come a little closer, endure my depraved affliction
Accuracy & outcome, guided this conviction
No time for remorse, another crucifixion
Eat the bite
Wash it down
Run for cover
Stroke the ground
Within is the rival
Must annihilate, for survival
...
Sick of your face each year
Listen to me my dear
The end is growing near
You have tried to threaten me
You have tried to destroy me
I'm stronger then you thought I would be
Open your mouth, taste my sweet addiction
Come a little closer, endure my depraved affliction
Accuracy & outcome, guided this conviction
No time for remorse, another crucifixion
Eat the bite
Wash it down
Run for cover
Stroke the ground
Within is the rival
Must annihilate, for survival
...
#dark
#hate
#relationships #rhyming
#relationships #rhyming
74 reads
6 Comments
ThePalestRider
Poem Published
6th Nov 2024 10:21am
6th Nov 2024 10:21am
Reflecting With The Reflection
Upon the water’s glass I gaze
To meet myself in mirrored hue
The flaxen hair, like summer’s blaze
The eyes, cerulean and true
I trace the line of cheek and chin
This sculpted mask that time bestowed
In shadowed light and shape therein
Where fleeting fears and wonders stowed
Are eyes too wide? Or fair enough
To pierce the world’s unyielding stare?
They seem to hold a shade, a bluff
A mystic depth beyond compare
Yet strange, this face both mine and not
Its every line so known and new
As if some...
To meet myself in mirrored hue
The flaxen hair, like summer’s blaze
The eyes, cerulean and true
I trace the line of cheek and chin
This sculpted mask that time bestowed
In shadowed light and shape therein
Where fleeting fears and wonders stowed
Are eyes too wide? Or fair enough
To pierce the world’s unyielding stare?
They seem to hold a shade, a bluff
A mystic depth beyond compare
Yet strange, this face both mine and not
Its every line so known and new
As if some...
#meditation
#nature
#rhyming
#SelfReflection
#water
53 reads
4 Comments
ThePalestRider
Poem Published
6th Nov 2024 10:15am
6th Nov 2024 10:15am
Up On Castles High
Upon the jagged peak it stands
A keep of dark, forbidden dread
Not wrought by mortal minds or hands
But gods long cursed and left for dead
Its towers scrape the ashen skies
In shadows veiled, unblessed by light
Here numbers breathe, and symbols rise
To twist the stars in dreadful rite
Nine pillars hold that cryptic place
And seven gates of rusted woe
Through thirteen paths, in jagged trace
The lost and damned are bade to go
O faithless spires, accursed throne
Where demons tremble, saints despair
Their...
A keep of dark, forbidden dread
Not wrought by mortal minds or hands
But gods long cursed and left for dead
Its towers scrape the ashen skies
In shadows veiled, unblessed by light
Here numbers breathe, and symbols rise
To twist the stars in dreadful rite
Nine pillars hold that cryptic place
And seven gates of rusted woe
Through thirteen paths, in jagged trace
The lost and damned are bade to go
O faithless spires, accursed throne
Where demons tremble, saints despair
Their...
#dark
#death
#evil
#gothic
#rhyming
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