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HALF-HEARTED HYPERBOLE

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he scribbles lines 
he won't erase

         about the lines 
         upon his face


that tell tall tales 
quite truthfully

          of half-hearted 
          hyperbole


behind contrived, 
proud modesty,

          shrouded in true
          dishonesty.

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Night of Mystery

The sun was rather hasty--
I might go so far as this;
Because of it, that starry night,
Concluded with a kiss.

And for its misplaced manners--
Its intrusion, if you will;
I have hung the darkest curtains
Just above the window sill.

But should the sun allow it--
One long night of mystery;
I'd pull the curtains down, and smile
For the possibility!

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The One That I-Love

I-am an I-T with I-D and I-LL BE 
staring at your I-G cause when I-SEE 
you I-FEEL so happy, And MAY-BE I can be your J-B.
But I-SUCKS, Cause I have no HI-LUX
Cant treat you to Starbucks, watch movies on I-MAX.
Cant bring you to WHITE-ROCKS resort with HIGH-BILLS
Eat chicken, steak in FRY-GRILL.
But I-FEEL that I-WILL be with you, 
UN-TIL I died from a HIGH-CHILL.  
But IM-STEEL to BE-KILL 
So I-STILL climb lots of HIGH-HILLS 
With you while on your HIGH-HEELS
And I'll-STEAL your heart for real.
To RE-VEAL that my love for you is FOR-REAL.
Just to prove you Girl what I-Feel.

-Ezekiel Vicher
Twitter : @Vichpleaase "Follow" :)

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Tasted So Good

I ate some fried catfish and it tasted so good!
Just how good did that fried catfish taste?
It tasted so good it made a hound dog slap a bull dog.
That had to have been some mighty fine vittles.

I ate some fried chicken and it tasted so good!
Just how good did that fried chicken taste?
It tasted so good it made a wolf howl and a grizzly bear dance.
That had to have been some mighty fine vittles.

I ate some fried crawfish and it tasted so good!
Just how good did that fried crawfish taste?
It tasted so good it made an alligator turn a somersault.
That had to have been some mighty fine vittles.

I ate some fried rat and it tasted so bad!
I had to throw it all up in a brown paper bag.

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Missing

Here goes...
she said
it loudly and
proudly:

Hello…
l`m a miss
and  l miss 
you inside out

Truly…
I miss you like
bees really miss
their honey

Wow…
water for my thirst
food for my hunger
scratch for my itch

Well…
want to take
to you like 
duck to water

Oh…
you draw me
to you like
moth to light 

Yes…
you are my cake
my cup of goodies
my hot ice-cream

Indeed…
at night my moon
daytime my sun
your love my light

Relax…
take a seat
I sold that heater
for your heat

Please…
you bathe in milk 
l bask in your presence
a sublime quench

Finally…
what she did not
say is that we`re close
strangers on the net!


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the voice within

The Voice Within 
Truth is a beautiful bird that seeks the light of knowledge
but it also has sharp talons to grab hold of and expose lies,
and falseness that dissipate in the sight of veracity.

But are all truths good for everyone isn´t there moments 
in life when a small lie can safe life or stop the crying of 
a distressed child or comfort the grieving?

The insistence of absolute truth can with time become 
cold and tyrannical, shows no mercy holds no love, lacks 
human understanding and passion.

Truth seeker can be sadists taking delight in suffering of
those who have been caught in the confusing of untrue,
of what professional liars call: “To misspeak”   

 Truth without empathy is therefore useless we need to
hear the inner voice and listen to its song; at dawn it sings 
so softly you will be moved to make the right choice. 

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Burger Joint

Lucy and Matilda were on the job at the burger joint.
Bad boy Buzz Muldoon rushed in brandishing a gun.
Matilda kicked the would-be robber square in his junk.
Lucy bashed his head in with a badass ball-peen hammer.
The two hard working ladies continued cleaning up the joint.
They chunked Muldoon in the dumpster with the rest of the trash.
Lucy and Matilda opened the establishment without missing a beat.
It was just another typical day right here in the big bad city.
To be successful entrepreneurs in this old turbulent world,
you have to grow a pair of big brass gnarly ones, be you male or female.

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Run Santa Run

I glanced into my rear view mirror and what did I see?
A big old chubby Santa Claus was running after me.
I stopped to find out exactly what was up.
He wanted me to refill his frigging coffee cup.
I told him I was caffeine free and gave him a glass of green tea.

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Global Warming

The sun is real hot.
That causes Global Warming.
We must turn it off.
How the hell do we do that?
A manned mission to the sun!

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Conspiracy nut

when some one else is                                                                                                   caught it's a conspiracy                                                                                                   when I say something

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