Hurled Poems - Poems about Hurled

...Tossed deep in the ocean was your broken heart Picking up the pieces, refining each part Of yourself. Thrown, wacked, hurled and caught by the waves Floating, passing by, not needing to be saved ......Read the rest...

...In a world full of love Why do I feel hate Everytime I look down the field I see a closed gate In this peaceful world there's people Full of good n bad Fighting a useless war everywhere Over s......Read the rest...

...The song and dance of Miriam and the women Exodus 15:19 When Pharaoh's horses, chariots and horsemen went into the sea (Red Sea), the LORD brought back the waters of the sea back over them, bu......Read the rest...

...Under the velvet shroud of night, when stars begin their ancient dance, I see myself as a colossal fiery comet, a mystic shooting star, A blazing marvel that slices through the melancholic firmamen......Read the rest...

...“Want to play ball?” cackle of witch. Play’n cards dispersed on pew. Who knew this is the day they’d pay; Their church doors close for good. A knock at window breaks; no bat. Hot blob of monst......Read the rest...

... I respect not the cruel world! Brickbats at me it ever hurled!! As a human, me it forgot! The cruel world, I respect not!! I do not know… how I survived! Parental love I was deprived!......Read the rest...

...So direct was Jackson Pollock giving the art world quite a shock Art with no beginning & no end he established an artistic trend Pollock impulsively hurled his paint making spots&splatters qui......Read the rest...

...Every day I spoke to Amelia Lane The voice of my very dear sister And although her words gave me great pain I always had to be with her She lit up a room, filled my TV screen My wife glanced a......Read the rest...

...I wake up out of my midnight slumber to the sounds of barking dogs across the street attacking the people while they walk on the road. An army of dogs converge in front of the gate, communicating ......Read the rest...

...The gun seems gun-shy in this space where deer hides hang on rustic walls and granddad-tick-tocks beat, instead of hearts in hollowed skins. The gun a “trophy-bagger” in its rack, a loud-mo......Read the rest...

...Poetry is a way to see - My soul, Everything inside of me - The whole, And share it all with thee. Poetry is a way to see - The world, Everything the Big Bang's spree Once hurled, An......Read the rest...

...Winter’s cold chill cuts through my chin. Within its bleak and brazen embrace, My brisk days are turned brief and barren. They are lengthened into sordid sepulchral insomniac nights. I slither an......Read the rest...

...Materialised out of t’ foggy whorl. Most people have speculated without fail from whence shores or dimension you have hail’d. They agreed upon: You’re out of this world! A temperament like Me......Read the rest...

... “The External World of the Internal” when the Internal finally woke up, it was like all the words in that book, flew at It like flaming arrows, an external bar......Read the rest...

... Written: May 9th 2024 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Opacity prevails in the chasm of my mind, A subtle maze of torture and straps behind. Hallucinations wa......Read the rest...