Loud Poems - Poems about Loud

...~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Can anyone tell me why does Eurovision exist? The show’s absolute rubbish, but some say it just can’t be missed. The acts are so bad, they’re simply vexing......Read the rest...

...Demon hauls Silent Loud screams Unheard screams Echoes of a silent dark room My demons Lark Inside my dark mind Trapped in my sanity Piercing screams Seeking refuge Refuge from my fears ......Read the rest...

...Awaiting a growth spurt that never happened When a boy, I wanted to be as tall as my father (he passed away October seventh two thousand and twenty linkedin to congestive heart failure), who ......Read the rest...

... My mom drove like a racecar driver, this ma'am was always the first arriver; Abba loud was such a hoot, stopped, the car would peep and toot<......Read the rest...

...I look meticulously at the lines and know that something lies behind the deep; I could not tell form where but something bigger than my mind was pulling me there. There was a peculiar light radiating......Read the rest...

...Choke me, like the words I've wanted to say out loud. Dig your nails into my flesh Like the pain that has been inflicted on me. Let your claws leave scars on my chest, And your fangs on my nec......Read the rest...

...it was cold, yet hot, a fever. i am surprised, as though I didn't fill myself with poison just the night before. my arm is taped down, attached to an iv, four pouches of medication seep into m......Read the rest...

...Jumping, bouncing up down really keen. Double somersaults on the trampoline. Enthusiasm loud giggles. Out doing big brothers errs, Bouncing higher, higher like jumping bean. What goes up, mus......Read the rest...

... Just the very thought of him, like an artist’s stroke of his Paintbrush, sealed a promise of a lifetime of tomorrows. I finally had found myself and, knew my purpose in life. The instant you......Read the rest...

...Hi! My name is Feefee, I love Saturday nights Howling along with Mom and dad, so many delights! We sing the oldies, the hymns and bluegrass too I get to howl as they do a two-step, we are wiped wh......Read the rest...

...Charlie is awkwardly social. He lives his life on a cycle. He sometimes meets buddies, He likes to work on his studies, Charlie is awkwardly social. Alfie is cheery and popular, He’s consider......Read the rest...

...The little bear Who didn’t care Grabbed a large crab That grabbed him back With a fierce attack The little bear Who didn’t care Cries out loud For his mom That set off an alarm ......Read the rest...

... God loves to see you shouting especially with songs of joy learn to fear the Lord on high clap your hands all people cry The Lord subdues our enemies keeping them under our feet we are the ......Read the rest...

... 'the weavers' weave threads with material lies sewing doubt at whatever the cost - so that those who don't wish to be labelled unwise turn their heads when the facts becomes lost. bewar......Read the rest...

...In a world where whispers were the currency of women, a letter dared to roar. Tagore, the weaver of unseen truths, unfurled a tale with threads of fire. Mrinal, a caged bird with a song unhe......Read the rest...