Hyperbole Poems | Examples of Hyperbole Poetry

Poets poised pens pulsating poetry. Writing wonderful words with wisdom. Making muses manipulate marvelous minds. Setting suitable selected scribing schemes. Regulating reasonably reliable required rhyme. Also adding acceptable allocated alliterations. Notable nonsense not necessarily needed. However haphazard humorous hyperbole happens. ...

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Africa, The undiluted genealogy of humanity and humility The undisputed abode of nature Surrounded by wild bushes, forests, winding rivers, Uncountable mountains, endless valleys, sacred hills And unasailable caves The breeding ground for crocodiles, Gorilla's, Lions, Buffalo's And unquantifiable exotic animals The domicile of moonlight tales; Tales laced with valor and splendor Africa, Where the stars and the moon defiantly compete...

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Harvard’s a black hole, info wise. So, let’s see.. what’s going on? What’s in the news? Anything? Anything? Hot take.. Not to be spicy and negative, but sometimes i’m too much myself. Too comfortable, open and vocal. I can be opinionated. Who knows who’s listening? It could be anyone. “That’s not red, it’s carmine,” I blirt. There’s a rise and rush of feelings around the table. FAQs...

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Oh death The fear of countless souls I adore your kiss I need you close When will we meet? When shall you come? It's too long a wait Please come tonight I don't know you I know life is a tsunami Perhaps you can rescue me Where shall we meet? Oh life The lover of the lifeless I've honored your presence I gave you my all Why...

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For the story I would ruin it— just to write it. I'd be ruthless, less private, shape up my front porch, sharpen these claws on concrete images— metaphorically speaking imagine how to re-frame bad guys, wrench in a plot twist, unmask villains' masquerading makeup— maybe even find myself....

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. 'twere thuh rhetorical query though i mind not expound'n ...

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IN POETIC RELIEF Laying here musing, I feel as if an ice cube Peeing in warm thoughts: My poetic cistern filled, I now pour out this to you:- ...

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I wasn't as surprised as I should’ve been— grayed avatar, dead links, cached titles still looking to lead somewhere. And here I am, already down a cell phone— with FedEx in no hurry, nothing left to refresh-obsess over. What’ll I do with all this time? Not that this is about me— or is it? By the power of Strunk & White, have mercy, I hope I can take at least partial credit. I’ll...

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Write a poem show poetic flare! But not too deep not too bright surface is easier to share – you can take a reader to water... but, Lord!~ you can make one drink – too complicated will just make a lazy eye blink…....

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The ink of storms wreaks havoc on the unturned page. Pulped filaments flop face-lessly before eyes once warm, yet frigid cold. Daring not to expect much to read or write, I stare blankly from the aughts of night. Stars are but memories from books, Overshadowed by polluted distances, smudged by the burn of business bustling below in the barrel....

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I am he who says goodnight. Don't take me for a label. At least I'm from a time when thought, Use portents undue fable. Vuck doors and rules to hide lyrics lying for a sadist, Lest the sense of selves perchance; employ spells of'n alchemist. I invoke the inner man. I invoke to see that who wants for...

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My phone died this week. I’ve ordered a new one— I’d like to say I’ve enjoyed the silence, just lo-fi music playing, slipping into a flow state. But I’d be lying. Only a handful of friends to tell. Enough to register the tragedy of going off-grid like it’s 1503— where I imagine I’d be decent at throwing logs on a fire, but useless at...

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—all this. You'd love it, but you lost personality privileges when you bargained against the middle of my chest, never starting compressions even though it was you who shocked me into an arrest. I'm still trying to break free of— ...

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TODAY’S CULTIVATED WARS War's rumors are plowed; War sown seeds germinating: Fruits of peace rotting:- ...

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Oh, the joy of telemarketers, Who call you up without a care, With offers they believe are clever, But really just provoke despair. They call with grand insurance plans, Covid kits and credit schemes, As if I’m some prized target For their automated dreams. “End-of-life” expense protection — Oh, what a cheery nightly theme! I nod along sarcastically Inside my caller-haunted dreams. And then there’s Medicare, of...

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