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Hurled Poems - Poems about Hurled


Black and blue boo boo bruises courtesy hurled Bobo box
Black and blue boo boo bruises courtesy hurled Bobo box No matter I sustained multiple contusions about the face and neck and minor head concussion after the missus tossed an unopened box of five apple pie stuff'd oat bites in my direction (what got whisked - as clocked by yours truly at lightspeed), nevertheless (whew), no...

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Categories: hurled, abuse, adventure, allegory, analogy,
Form: Rhyme
Encouragement
ENCOURAGEMENT Often we are blessed with friends Who will encourage us much But do we return the favor And give honest comfort to such ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ How about remembering too Those out in this big sad world Those who need extra encouragement Who too often evil darts are hurled ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Will we take time to comfort a person Who may be in deep despair Even an...

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Categories: hurled, appreciation, christian, conflict, encouraging,
Form: Rhyme



Premium Member Nearly Hurled
It's an A+ day, I'm on top of the world Going to my hairdresser to get my silvery locks curled In my mirror I can see Perfection, that's me To tell the truth, I just about, nearly, almost, hurled...

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Categories: hurled, fun,
Form: Limerick
Premium Member Nearly Hurled
It's an A+ day, I'm on top of the old world Going to my hairdresser to get my silvery locks curled In my mirror I can see Perfection, that's me To tell the truth, I just about, nearly, almost, hurled...

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Categories: hurled, uplifting,
Form: Limerick
Riding Hurled Waves
riding your hurled waves beneath a pure white of clouds-- I drown on sand's swamp...

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Categories: hurled, heartbreak,
Form: Senryu



Hurled Into the Depths
In Kachikau's winter night, I'm lost at sea Cloaked in dark waves, where hope's last gleam flees My wits are scared, no guiding light in sight Alone, I wander, with no trust in sight My heart, a presumptuous traitor, deceived Hurling me into depths, where darkness is conceived Psychologically lifeless, I've become a shell Broken dreams behind, my path to hell Death's crimson...

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Categories: hurled, me, mystery,
Form: I do not know?
Hurled Accusations
Dazed from hurled accusations, he didn't even hear the starting bell. the foreign man that's watching and wishing him all hell. There's talk of noble notions but it seems the chasing of the fleece. A serving of the devils appetite, like a lamb that's fried in grease. Accused of thoughtless actions, with out regard for those involved. the accused is...

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Categories: hurled, passion, people, philosophy, social,
Form: I do not know?

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