Metal Poems - Poems about Metal

I was driving our new bus down a rural lane Potholes, rocks, the bus began to complain GPS didn't reach, I told the rock band As we bumped along in no man's land. This will wreck my guitar, said Tony the Rock: Don't they make tour buses with at least one shock? The drums were colliding, the keyboard took a spill The...

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Masquerading neath bitter angst, nobody loves this neurotic Sympathize—empathize with me pleading, bleeding, but no one listens Though, pleasing is the clown with Infectious Grooves with an unbridled force of his own inertia with Suicidal Tendencies Led headed, heavy metals p-o-i-s-o-n-i-n-g ‘Round goes a...

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The reality be told, it was not long past, Flabbergast by an unfold from my mind’s vague vast, In reflections of the accounts of my youth, Echoes formed, all claiming to be truth. Must be fabricated, they’re so over the top, Consulted a friend, a retired old cop, He said no evidence on the inquires I’d send, Crazies, PTSD’s, false memories blend....

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Intro Turn a popstar into a metal head… I’ma change the game/ Have a popstar rocking to guitars and bass… make ‘em bang/ Verse One Popstars get tired of hearing that tune/ So they turn to metal heads and now they wanna rock/ With the best, and who the best, we the best/ We the best like a D.J. Khaled track/ And I...

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There comes a young lad from abroad. He wants a car but can’t afford. So he gets scrap metal And this he does fettle. Then calls it a Honda Accord. He took it out for a test-run. At first this seemed to be great fun. But in metal he fettle The welding was brittle. Suddenly it all came undone. ...

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I have been falsely accused many times/ I was at a concert and came home/ I get off the bus and the police were looking for me/ I jumped out the second story window/ And ran because I'm innocent/ She falsely accused a metal head/ I lost my mind, the stress and shock began to develop/ I developed Fatal Familial Insomnia, lost...

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Full Metal Clown, I don't know another life/ So I walk around on egg shells, with people thinking I'm crazy/ I live a metal life, with a clown mentality/ So I rock out when I roll, this is my reality/ I continue to rise, I climb the mountain to the top/ I unload my lyrics, just so you can upload/ I...

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You can't Punk my metal, you can't Punk my metal/ You may steal my ouija board from the cemetery/ But, you can never punk my metal/ You can't Punk my metal, my verses are stainless/ All my opponents are like zombies, they're brainless/ Their verses are painless, you don't feel a thing/ But every time I speak, you feel it in...

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The bell rang In the castle high, Calling for the rise Of those below. War floods the gates, Not of fire or stone, But of hearts torn. Now, they cause pain. Blood, death, gore, Strikes those below. Hearts of gold among the red, Try and fail to stop the end. In the castle high, They do not care....

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His love incarcerates her heart Like a prisoner captive in shackles Inescapable All consuming, Overwhelming Like a magnet to its metal. ...

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Can't Punk this game, this game is not made to be punked/ I'm not just any grain, I'm the one grain that stands out/ You used to be planted here, now you're just a stump/ And since you think you're criss cross, I'll make you jump/ Trying to punk this game, you're wasting your time/ And time is money so...

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Telepathic With Pitbulls, they're telling me they're tired/ Of all the trash metal, they wanna be inspired/ So go and retire while you have a chance/ Your career might be alright if you freelance/ Telepathic, I can hear you and I'm feeling the same/ I am disappointed, in what they have become/ My verses are warming, like a moth to flame/ If...

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Internet has woven the world into a tangle of introverts made us think that our fellow man is a slow minded-dangerous- dullard ...

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She said that the stars were listening. She said that her gift was a curse but that was four years ago. She said that she hoped we would understand. She added that she was proud that her daughter had a child but daughter had stopped speaking with her/ She never mentioned a date or possible cause of death. This summer, four years later she told...

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Politics have swallowed his laughter and smile he's deaf to any other point of view head banging like a heavy metal crocodile while stroking a harp from his pristine pew His bitterness is like a pissed off tarantula fangs raised high above star-spangled heads of those with a different colored mantra he labels all of them the living dead. In another time...

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