Bullet Poems - Poems about Bullet

...I am unravel myself constantly to be everything for everyone. Neglecting who I care about and betrayed by those which were once in their place. I stretch myself to heights I cannot fathom to reac......Read the rest...

... Who would've thunk I'd be thrown a curve Taking pills to relieve my stress The stress of moving, to calm myself down Life's like a long game of chess You make a move and hope for th......Read the rest...

...White dress stained with blood From he who shot your gun. Tried to keep you locked, Before his life begun. Spellbinding stare from Eyes of a millionaire. As smoke fills up rooms, We sink......Read the rest...

... He fell as he retreated from war’s last battleground Stray bullet lodged beneath his brain ghostly whispers in the rain… Never again will rooster crow for hi......Read the rest...

...threat of winter, violent sea no more shall mischief mark will hold my scar under its moon and trace its haunted arc wander night in deepest sleep breathe into her mist blackest heart on ins......Read the rest...

...I'm searching for a poetry that’s a hotbed of immense danger, A spell that unleashes deep fear into every soul. I want poetry that shakes the universe of old ideas, Banned in bookstores, sites, an......Read the rest...

...You are the person of virtuous devotion The world has beaten you down and taken what you love Yet you never slayed by your emotion You took pity on those like you and with your wings showed them ......Read the rest...

...His chapstick soft lips Distracted me From the perverse taste Of stale cigarettes He inhaled Between every other word But it didn’t Make my sagacious heart Uneasy He was winso......Read the rest...

...When law and order broke down on the street, And people run riotous, with no retreat, Looting and destroying city's core, Youth, in their recklessness, yearn for war. But only those who've witn......Read the rest...

...The sun has brung out a low spinescene against the brush housing thrush and pheasants My father moves as death, silhouetted A proper Shropshire lad I hang my neck In shame and solidarity. The ......Read the rest...

.... the one uv her eyne looked deep into my camera az the bullet passing thru it's len......Read the rest...

...Should he justify himself for his revengefulness, which was the outcome of a well-delivered response? How bitter is the farewell to youth... when one is close to scary death! He wished that th......Read the rest...

...I ripped the curtain from the window to have a good view of what was transpiring outside, someone must have fallen from the roof top and lay dead on the road side, a little crowd had gathered around ......Read the rest...

... a boys own adventure has now begun on a beach blazed under a Turkish sun we`re here to take land from the evil Hun and are told we are doing this for everyone orders were given from the mothe......Read the rest...

...KNOWN JUST TO GOD AND ME The Unknown Soldier Rows and rows of snow white stones, no names upon their face. Thousands more who went to war and left no earthly trace.......Read the rest...