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Poem Details | by Jerry T Curtis |
Categories: funny, humor, humorous, men, pride, princess, women,

Easy Pleasey

FOR MEN ONLY #2Contest


Yee Haaaa--- a Contest made for me
I'm a man and should write free
With no woman to tell me what
To bend my ear and bust my nut
To nag at me, noon and night
For me to get this poem right
To correct the words that I can't spell
In this grammatical living hell
"Change that word and it won't mean that
Don't say pussy when you mean cat"
But now this contest has set me free
So, I can write more liberally 
And pen this in my own rendition 
That's of course dear, with your permission

Poem Details | by A.O. Taner |
Categories: beautiful, change, cheer up, confidence, cool, courage, cute love, deep, destiny, emotions, environment, fantasy, fear, feelings, first love, for her, funny love, happiness, happy, how i feel, humanity, hyperbole, i am, i love you, inspiration, journey, joy, life, lost love, love, love hurts, miss you, missing, missing you, ocean, paradise, philosophy, pride, romance, romantic, senses, smile, spring, sunshine, travel, uplifting, wind,

Rainbow

imagine the rainbow being
the dark tunnel 
you've been stuck in for years

the lighthouse on the horizon,
the beam 
that gets brighter as it nears

get soaked in the rain,
feel the sun in your heart,
let go of all your fears.


Poem Details | by Jack Ellison |
Categories: humorous, pride, endurance,

Being Canadian

Chilled to the bone, this winter sucked More than this guy could bear Canadian eh! Should be used to this stuff Patience? Got none left to spare Never, if I live to be a hundred and ten Do I want to experience that again A winter not meant for human endurance Been tortured for months on end Maybe there's a silver lining up ahead And we're all headed for Utopia Where it's never gets below 60 each day And never suffer from agoraphobia Chilled to the bone, can't handle anymore Up to my eyeballs in snow They say being Canadian has it's advantages What they are, I'd sure like to know © Jack Ellison 2013

Poem Details | by Cameron Hartley |
Categories: funny love, love, pride,

The Pond Called Love: a Sort of Short Satire

Some people do not fall in love
They jump, headfirst, heedlessly
With little thought of where they'll land

Others dip in a toe and then
Either slide in cautiously or
Retreat with great haste, in contempt

Still others trip, most gracelessly 
With much unseemly splashing
And left quite without their pride

Often, its some combination
Of the three above here listed

Poem Details | by Blake Holland |
Categories: addiction, allusion, angel, anger, art, celebration, confusion, crazy, depression, desire, earth, emotions, fantasy, fear, feelings, freedom, god, grief, health, humanity, humorous, image, imagination, life, loneliness, love, magic, music, nonsense, peace, planet, political, poverty, power, pride, psychological, sound, space, spiritual, stars, stress, suicide, sympathy, teen, usa, wisdom, world,

An Aquarian Exposition

Take the pill
on the hill
and don't be shrill
when you see the rainbow
when you are low.
Just go with the flow
and eat the purple snow.
Chase the rabbits 
through the green field
but use my shield 
to end all of your habits.


Poem Details | by Chaim Wilson |
Categories: cheer up, confusion, humorous, men, pride, work,

A Healthy Diet of Misteaks

My failures are rough but teach.
My errors, windows to truth.
Before discovery, I don’t hear the Greek,
“Eureka!” but “Huh…?” How uncouth!
Meeting a contradiction, I reach,
What the Author intended to auth,
Does this mean this world has a mean streak?
No, I think after hard work must ensueth,
Humility, for man needs help to be meek.

Poem Details | by Karam Misra |
Categories: allusion, humor, pride, satire,

Pomposity

Bufo
full-blown balloon
a pin-prick, punctured pride,
deflated, defeated, and downed
Toady

Poem Details | by John Fenn |
Categories: childhood, funny,

Pride and Joy

When I was young I had a car
It didn’t cost too much
It didn’t have a speedo
It didn’t have a clutch
The doors, they wouldn’t open
And the roof was non existent
The wheels were always squeaking
And the noise was quite persistent
It didn’t have a gear stick 
And the windscreen wasn’t there
This was my pride and joy, and so
I really didn’t care
The only thing that bugged me was
Should it begin to shower
I couldn’t get home quick
‘cause, it was only pedal power

Poem Details | by Britain Arthurkirkland |
Categories: analogy, humor, metaphor, pride,

Fans

I have fans. They make me
Cool?
~Dimitri Lupescu

Poem Details | by Jessie Sellers |
Categories: art, caregiving, funny, happiness, hope, music, song-

Swallow Your Pride

you life,
is so far ahead
but your strife
is now dead

you want,
now to step aside
but it haunts
to swallow your pride

let it be free
let it all see
that the truth is into the sea

you just reprise
that it may be unwise
this is somthing you dont want to be

so swallow your pride
just swallow your pride
and dont let it hurt inside

let your pain go 
let it go slow 
and then you just wont know

now give it a try.......Swallow your pride!!!

Poem Details | by Cona Adams |
Categories: humorous, men, pride,

Mister All

If you haven't yet met mister All,
he's a renowned world traveler.
          He's in every port,
          postulates for sport;
a self-proclaimed mysteries unraveler.

Doubtless you know mister All,
any space becomes his dominion.
          His view never bends,
          as he loudly contends,
everyone must accept his opinion.
 
Surely you've suffered mister All,
he's every man's familiar relation. 
          He's anxious to show it,
          his first name is Know-it;
he dominates every conversation.

Poem Details | by Sunlite Wanter |
Categories: humor,

Cowtown Pride

Cowtown Pride So you spent Christmas in old Dubai, And took your picture at the Taj Mahal, You can’t begin to one-up me, For I have been to Bass Hall. I’ve heard your tales of lovely Paree, How you bought gold at the markets of Toledo; You have nothing on me, my dear, For I have been to Bass Hall. Heard you danced in London Town, Boated in Norway’s fiords and falls, Ah, ah, you’re not ahead of me, For I have been to Bass Hall. You’ve traveled the world far and wide, While I stayed at life’s beck and call, But all of that means not a fig to me, For I have been in Bass Hall.

Poem Details | by Poet. Undertaker |
Categories: humor,

Pride of Erazer

Once there was a man called John Erazer
"intellectuals- Pride of a community" his phrase
"intellectuals are lazy idiots" sardar says
"no team work with intellectuals" sardar says
bloody lets not eraze the Pride of Erazer!

Poem Details | by John Hamilton |
Categories: funny, god, prayer, pride,

Impatience of the Proud

Impatience of the proud


The proud and the selfish always need to be first in line
They cannot wait for anyone their self- importance is so sublime
They even pray to God 'Oh Lord please help me to be patient and be kind
But, can you hurry it up please, I'm really out of time'!



John Derek Hamilton
February15,2016

Poem Details | by Emenaha Godwin Holiday |
Categories: desire, dream, freedom, happiness, home, humor, jealousy,

The Pride of the Dove 2

Underneath the milky raincloud
sitting on the roof _ seeing the world
humming my song _ with a beautiful sound
filled with real melody _ made with no word

as It ascends beneath _ from the heart
with an eternal pleasure
to the soul _ and makes a sweet part
to the cruise of harmony _ to endure

the secrets, I know _ I conceal
so I can flutter up in the skies free
and be proud _ only me can reveal,
for am a king _ until your nature is free.

Poem Details | by Andrew Crisci |
Categories: adventure, emotions, funny, happiness, imagination, poverty, pride, symbolism,

Rectangular In Shape

Rectangular in shape as a deep shoebox,
where leather boots lied on long shelves.
I fell in love with their tempting softness;
I am wearing them and friends love them,
ladies adore them and shamelessly wink! 
I consider myself as lucky as a rich man;
my boots will wear out, nobody will smile:
when they'll see a sad, worthless beggar!

Poem Details | by Subimal Sinha-Roy |
Categories: funny, pride, words,

Eat Words

EAT WORDS
You speak Air shrieks. Mouth loud Feels proud. You brag Self tag. Words spear Split ear. Your lies None buys. Voice lone Place shown. Musk breaks Face wrecks. From shards Eat words.
March 30, 2018 Brian Strand's Contest : Footle Finale

Poem Details | by Arjun Jangid |
Categories: 8th grade, boxing day , childhood, courage, funny, lost love, pride,

The Fighter Kid

O! Time , time please
  Slow down your pace
  If you are very pleased.

  Grand pa , cradles ,
  Fist full of nothing
  are left behind gaps.

  I don't know when
  You put down me
  From my mother's lap.

   Dear I was too small
   to carry on my fights
   against unknown mad.

   But I was not coward
   So I fought many fights
   on their funny grounds.
   
   You can hardly believe
   Fighter kid named on air
   Who won all fights there.

  My mom , grant pa or ma,
  Never dared to win over me
  Felt proudy, defeat before me.

   Dad who fought bravely and
   Balanced score fifty-fifty but
   Rascals cousins not accept defeat.

Poem Details | by Beryl Edmonds |
Categories: christmas, humorous,

Santas Pride

Santa’s Pride
Santa Claus went out for a walk one day And caught his misses rolling in the hay His heart exploded They'd been devoted Then he saw her leading Rudolph away. Mrs Claus waved with a smile a mile wide The poor woman had got nothing to hide Rudolph had been sick His nose had an itch Santa had to disguise wound to his pride. 1st December 2022

Poem Details | by Jack Ellison |
Categories: humorous, pride, , cute,

Quite a Stud

Don't like to brag but I'm quite a stud After 78 years of practice Well actually didn't start till I was six Late but found the girlies so attractive Actually I think I was ahead of my time Judging by all the little girlies Wrestling wasn't what they wanted to do Wanted to play with paper dollies But my dollies weren't made out paper They had cute little bums and stuff Smelled a whole lot better than a football I actually couldn't get enough Eventually I was known as the local stud Was written up in all the papers A freak of nature but I was having a ball Renowned for my naughty capers © Jack Ellison 2013

Poem Details | by Volodymyr Knyr |
Categories: humor, humorous, irony, people, places, pride, psychological,

Welcome To Fairs

Who gives himself airs,
you're welcome to fairs.

Volodymyr Knyr
2017

Poem Details | by David Hyatt-Bickle |
Categories: god, humor, humorous, mythology, pride, vanity, voice,

The Abyss King

The proud ruler known vainly as Saklas
In the abyss proudly proclaimed with brass:
“I am god, no other but me!”
Then a voice above said in glee:
“You are completely wrong Saklas, you ***.”



Date: 09/06/2022
I counted the syllables myself

Poem Details | by Meghan Hutchings |
Categories: cheer up, funny, games, humor, loss, money, pride,

Happiness For Sale

Happiness for Sale?
‘Twas happiness I thought money could buy ‘Till its very essence led me to cry, For using my fortune to gamble and play, Penniless, I am ashamed to this day…
Submission for: Killing With an Epigram Poetry Contest Sponsor: Margarita Lillico Date: 05-09-22

Poem Details | by Michael Degenhardt |
Categories: children, funny, life, people, uplifting, may,

Worn With Pride

I shan’t be challenged by your shine
Nor made to feel the weaker
No dress shoe ever took the place 
Of a family member’s sneaker

You may be worn to special places
And too, to gala events
But when it comes to relaxing times
I know with whom it’s spent

With me, with me, I’m always there
For comfort and for style
When needed to compete in races
I’m there for every mile

I withstand the test of time
As I evolve each year
But shoes can be so closet kept
While sneakers stay out here

So let me tell you here and now
Though I may have a rubber soul
Shoes be gone, you’re so passé
For sneakers have control

Poem Details | by Greg Gaul |
Categories: death, humor, love, poetry, pride,

Poetic Pokin

If you are Rushin
When it comes down to Pushkin
It will end in shovkin






3 lines, 15 words, Credit to Madeline