Guinea Pig Poems

Guinea Pig poems bring the best collection of short and long guinea pig poetry. Poems for him and her and every poetry lover. These great guinea pig rhymes are so amazing they will touch your heart and keep you craving for more. Hope you find your own deep meanings in these guinea pig poems. They are decent, rhyming, free spirited and true. Thoughts on guinea pig are here for you.

Happy Pig; Unhappy Man

Happy Pig; Unhappy Man short poem

Unhappy man I am! I can’t tell Why I dread the gods of heaven, The purgatorial demons of hell, The truths I need but haven’t; Happy pig in a philosopher wig! Apprentice me earnest and true – Which to embrace,

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My Little One

My Little One short poem

From my late night reads , To our play .. You were there , Little devil … With that gleam in your eyes And sound of your whistle . My closest buddy in animals disguise, I talked , you listened

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My Silence: A Short Epic

My Silence: A Short Epic long poem

1 She is the tree green and wide abundantly dressed overflowing spreading her sleeves blesses all in her cool shade solitude teems with breezy songs I feel nearer God 2 That autumn tree from this window looks like a young

Cotton And Crickets

Cotton And Crickets prose poem

There is a little town not very far off the beaten path. Neither gold nor silver has ever been mined in or near this town of fertile delta soil. No sweet crude runs beneath its ground, but a quiet and

Swine Time

Swine Time short poem

There once was a pink pig named Horton Who decided it was time to go courtin’ He surveyed the pen, and picked a sweetie named Gwen Snorted Horton let the mating begin Horton bellied on up to his quarry Twixt

God We Blame You

God We Blame You prose poem

GOD we blame you for the evil that we do. Why don’t you keep coming to our rescue, just wipe it all away, make everything new, so the crazy and foolish things we can continue to do, then maybe, we

The Imitation Sounds-their Sounds

The Imitation Sounds their Sounds long poem

The Imitation Sounds- Their Sounds: Like lion he roars, growls like a male tiger warning intruder or a bear on prowl for vengeance. He gibbers like an ape, chatter as a monkey, screams like a chimpanzee. Do you bark like

Divine Heathen Lurches Philosophical

Divine Heathen Lurches Philosophical long poem

index finger of left hand (likened to Michelangelo meticulously chiseling away at marble block), this poe whit attempts to coax (zealously tap into his latent indivisible quo shunt, sans self imposed quotidian literary endeavor slow lee witnessing, an emergent reasonably

Warfront

Warfront short poem

The spectre of falling towers in night unfolds in awe. A reclusive star rises in east at dawn. Heart of pig was being readied for implant, tallies with the seizured hollow of a man. A young girl of seventeen, comes

The Devil’s Temptations

The Devils Temptations short poem

Making dirty love is the devil’s first temptation Yet very few resist the desire for carnal sin by seduction A woman can charm and excite a man beyond imagination And make him do things only a dirty pig would dare

Landscaping

Landscaping short poem

Not contentious I will put you in moon for another rain. The invisible sex ticks the gravity of mouth that eats the murder. My body becomes an emperor even for the dust. Not the naked cloud. Blood colors the name

Greening

Greening long poem

it bleeds in thin sunset strands filters through within sunlight congealing in layers every day a fat ripeness that makes old folks sob for the urges their bodies no longer answer the pig died like prejudice you can learn about

Never Mind

Never Mind short poem

Never mind He’s a cool cat, as a matter of fact And there ain’t no doubting how you feel about that. Whilst I am just a pig wallowing in the mud And I will never be good enough. She is

Pitched Upon Threshold Of Prepubescent Suicide

Pitched Upon Threshold Of Prepubescent Suicide elegy

Emotional sequestration perseverates across thine time warped weft wise wold, sans interpersonal stagnation flourishes as oft twice told tale amidst derelict hollowed moldering sacrificed stranglehold did potential now bankrupt acquaintanceships/ friendships get out sold agonizingly excruciatingly jujitsu physically writhing front

Goodbye Six Pack Hello Love Handle

Goodbye Six Pack Hello Love Handle long poem

Alternately titled: arm ugh gut tin Aye dread getting undressing and getting washed even without spectacles that haint no mo’ six pack ab which nearly rock ribbed mid equatorial zone shape shifted into corpuscular blubbery ancillary physiognomy where aye wanna

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Relentless And Radiant

Relentless And Radiant short poem

The soft-spoken man, and the twinkle in his eyes. The exuberance he contains, is incongruous with his seemingly frail body. His diligent yoga practice; his sincere enthusiasm, about the fruit diet; the radiance with which, he undergoes radiation; and his

If Only My Dog Could Tallk

If Only My Dog Could Tallk short poem

Yippeeee it’s time to go for a walk, I was beginning to think my person forgot, It seems like a week since she last took me out, I hope she will let me run all about. Ooooh I might see

Left Right

Left Right prose poem

When I was in college To attain knowledge Left Right was the command Became a brand Of my drill master Shouted in fervor And every morning followed Never evaded that code It became customary A nutrition free To activate physique

Trustfund

Trustfund long poem

Trust is sorta like a piggy bank it’s good ’til it busts You stop being self centered and you start thinking about us but please take your time, wait a second, please don’t rush just one slip up and the

Reconnect

Reconnect short poem

Indeed a wondrous joy of having come to face With other two of trio and past again retrace Been nearly a lifetime since last we ever met Earlier amity still active with old bonding beset Was all about curiosity of

Sky- A Wild Blue Yonder

Sky  A Wild Blue Yonder short poem

Standing alone above all , i live in the peace of universe , without any limit , without any wall, i have survived through every situation good and worse . With infinitesimal change in me, i witnessed every change on

Journey

Journey short poem

The whim the fancy of the life you lead, you know how granted you haven taken this to be! when love comes in the way of most, why not take it along your roads. we wait and wait for the

When I Lay In Rest

When I Lay In Rest long poem

When I lay in rest And now the cycle again, Turns on when, I lay in rest Under the almond blossoms, in the chest. I travel back through the narrow lanes, Of my mind Into the chuckles and games- That

Love In Original

Love In Original short poem

After a soot rain the grey fear moved centripetally, seeking centrum; thoughts, saffron colored, in the words went mute. You were still searching the head, of a nameless torso, in a heap of your failures. The river had run dry.

She Is, She Isn’t…

She Is, She Isn’t… short poem

She’s my perfect girl. Every day at college she sits with me, Enjoys my company and accepts my love As I do hers… She’s my perfect girl, She knows I play too many games, And that I’m obsessed with cartoons,

Conflict Within

Conflict Within prose poem

Humans are animals, same as the rest. We sprung up from the same womb as all animals do. What makes us different is what’s in our heads? We think, we plan, we build, we progress. Human minds have grown to

Gateway To Success

Gateway To Success sonnet poems

Goal is a dream, Strive for your goal. Follow your dreams, Realize your potential. Seize every opportunity, In most difficult times. When faced with impending failures, Do not lose hope. Mobilize your thoughts, Overcome fear. Keep a positive mindset, Shun

Brooding End

Brooding End short poem

For the bird, I knocked the cage to set it free. My tryst, with a nightmare begins. It was me, dismembered in sour death where sorrow meets the sorrow. Now rising, now falling, the delicate frame on unseen wings beneath

Ode to a Mosquito

Ode to a Mosquito ode

O lady of the night O lady mosquito What cruel trick of nature Would divine to make it so That war must rage In perpetuality Where you should seek To give me strife And I should seek To take your

Storm Of Doubts…

Storm Of Doubts... long poem

There’s a hurricane roaring outside and a storm brewing in my heart; so may emotions in so little time, first push you aside then call you mine. Doubts racing across my mind clouding my usual common sense. Give me time

War

War prose poem

The whiteness in a black-spotted dove flies away from my head, each time war wakes up; A voice falls down from a window staring into emptiness, which is jammed with fragileness and trivialities, and crashes on the cracked street. Rust

Death Was Pure

Death Was Pure short poem

When moon will wash my doors I will come out in night to find you in dark and lose you in light. Does it resonate with you O my truth O my pain time has moved back. My love whitens

Finished

Finished short poem

If right hand is unfit for the mouse it can be the left. The mouse is made ready for this adjustment. Both right and left fingers play well on the keyboard and the mind over the screen. Thoughts can still

The Question

The Question long poem

Does God truly exist? The question of all ages. He says that He created this world, Yet we never see Him here, we only hear His praises. A child gets raped, Her father was the rapist. The third world is

We want peace

We want peace short poem

It is our duty to struggle for the return of our land It is our duty to cooperate and be one hand It is our duty to spread peace in our nation And stop the violence and avoid the separation

The Wooden House Where Uncle Lived

The Wooden House Where Uncle Lived prose poem

Fresh smell of wild herbs in the perambulation uphill, Oh! Those clinging burr to my dog’s fur, I remember the sound of the crushing dried leaves, That was heard in a walk through the dark dense woods, My uncle lived

Flesh Against Spirit

Flesh Against Spirit short poem

This war between your flesh and spirit, When it begins you can really feel it. For your flesh wants to do the things that are wrong, But your spirit wants you to sing a victory song! Then you get caught

Give A Lift

Give A Lift prose poem

So you are aware of a need Are you prepared for the deed? So you want to reach out and help Are you prepared to go the depth So you want to do all you can But do you have

Mischievous Little Me

Mischievous Little Me short poem

When I was just a kid Funny little things I did Things told to forbid You may call it misdeed One sunny day I so played Buried in the dust I strayed Homework postponed, I delayed Dad won’t be back

Do You Hold A Pen In Your Hand?

Do you hold a pen in your hand? So do you hold a pen in your hand? The moment you do, you take a new stand. You not only write words in a rhythmic way, but your emotions can even

New Version

New Version short poem

even vultures will not devour the proffered war time victims, ruined was the impression of untitled sacrifice, a wild anemone slips into the river of blood, I tend to forget the faces of embers – arson by apostles of peace,