Rampage Poems | Examples

Rampage of the Storm

Racing toward the rampage of the storm
Raging river ripping free roots 
Rocking the foundation form
Reeling back in the loot 
Rocks raking through wood 
Reclaiming home 
Render goods 
Unknown
Roam

Caffeinated Rampage

Roused with that first sip of morning brew,
I’m armed and on a caffeinated rampage;
A weekend project or playing at work 
it all starts with a cup of black magic;

I’m armed and on a caffeinated rampage
walk right in divide goals and conquer;
It all starts with a cup of black magic
with that crystal ball full of your vision;

Walk right in divide goals and conquer,
one by one dominoes fall in succession; 
With that crystal ball full of your vision
what you think is propelled into action;

One by one dominoes fall in succession
like roadblocks getting cleaned up;
What you think is propelled into action
as fast as liquid fire floods your veins;

Like roadblocks getting cleaned up,
a weekend project or playing at work;
As fast as liquid fire floods your veins,
roused with that first sip of morning brew.

Rampage

R-ampage
O-f
D-eadly
E-pidemic
L-ets

C-oronavirus
A-pply
S-ilent
T-hreat
I-n
L-ethal
L-ink's
O-utbreak

Topic: Birthday of Rodel Castillo (April 24) 
Form: Vertical Monocrostic

Rampage Would Meet and Engage

Rampage Would Meet and Engage

We ended up going on a rampage,
Ran into and then had to engage;
Was apparent,
While inherent,
And to control we put into a cage.

Jim Horn

Rampage

Stop changing…
And you will come to
A most unsavory
Form of death

Neither here 
Nor beyond
Your spirit trampled
  —by a thundering heard

(Villanova Pennsylvania: August, 2018)

We Are At War

Stand your ground,
Let no one push you to the ground.
Somewhere in the sun
Is reserved for those with gun.
Let us not procrastinate,
For tomorrow may be too late.
Let it happen today
That which is slated for the next day.

Stand your ground, hear the trumpets sound,
Fear disappears where courage abound;
We are men of fate
And we have resolved to change our fate.
We are on a quest
To assuage out thirst,
To reclaim our lost future -
Of which we are no more sure.

We are youths on rampage!
Since the elders won't respect their age,
We'll maim and murder
Whoever stands on our way; father or mother
There are many ends to this race of life;
Whether by the gun or by the knife,
And we would rather die trying
Than die without fighting.

Only a deaf world blinds its eyes
To her youth's war cries.

Hulk's Rampage

Bruce Banner turned into the Hulk when he got a flu shot.
He turned into the Hulk because it hurt a lot.
He smashed the doctor's office and broke the doctor's neck.
You should've seen that office afterward, it was a wreck.
The Hulk was abgry, that shot filled him with rage.
He was so furious that he went on a rampage.
Batman and Robin tried to stop the Hulk but he ripped off their heads.
They thought their utility belts would defeat him but now they're dead.
The army shot the Hulk with a nuclear missile and blew him apart.
When he saw the missile, he lost bladder control and let out a fart.
That was a nasty fart, it could be smelled as far as 200 miles away.
People had to put clothespins on their noses, they'd seen better days.
Many buildings and people were smashed when the Hulk was through.
But he couldn't beat the army, they turned the Incredible Hulk into goo.

Rampage On Sainthood

Freedom
a delicate thing
dancing between
oxygen and carbon
will it give us a life
or suffocate

we're stuck in that reptile stage of uprising experiment
but they didn't count on our soul 

small amount of energy which owns us 
should have been included in equation

no one is winning
became universal scripture

no one is winning
neither plates from Sinai
nor book older than a prophet
or 'chosen people' exclusive label
no one is winning

sweep demons aside
and avoid your mirrors
stamped with that 21 gram
we are all hostages 
living in Stockholm's  delusion

Rampage

I am not stopping by.
Day was crumbling
in flares of core issues.

I have set my thoughts
between the cries of victims.
Hearing the shots, invoke

the fire ritual, silencing
the guns. My journey starts
to bury the evil, but fails.

Again hear the foot steps
of unknown. Understand my
smallness, loneliness, my doubts. 

Move ahead of truth, step
into a black hole and
drag out the light. 



Satish Verma

Rampage

Tennis balls in the court of life
Come back faster than speed of light
Some have anger attached 
Having no control over petty thought
Choosing not to play the field 
Called negative ream
Lighten up change the tune
As the world turns 
Moments do not come back to relive
We only get one chance at events 
Entitlements teased
Wasted efforts 
Pitty no one

E Coli On the Rampage Again

E. coli On the Rampage Again

By Elton Camp

Once again, bad cases of sickness from E. coli are seen
As before, it’s because our food supply just isn’t clean
It’s in animal feces we find these bacteria’s natural location
Thus, for them to be found on food should be rare aberration

Both all the health authorities and the public should have a fit
Because, to be utterly stark and crude, our food has what's unfit
This time it appears that vegetables from Europe are to blame,
But other foods from various countries have also been the same

The solution to this serious problem I am not able to supply
But eating changes and preparation techniques we might try
Unless vegetables we ourselves carefully grew & protected
To eat them without washing and cooking shouldn’t be elected

Meats can also be dangerous, especially if they’ve been ground
So we can cook them thoroughly, not just until they are browned
That the foods we must buy and eat are unsafe we shouldn’t fear
Hey there, governments, how about giving us a little help here?

Rampage

There is a new rage that is taking
over the country,
Vigilantes going on rampages,
No one is immune from their acts 
of passion, 
They are making recompense
for imagined slights,
not really thinking about the
consequences or ruining
other peoples' lives,
The spurned are unleashing their
feelings everywhere,
Folks are no longer free to roam,
afraid to tackle life openly,
because a wicked wind may arrive
suddenly........

The Rampage (Me Vs. Mother)

The rampage..
Yell and scream… She’s angry
Hang up the phone… I’m history
Stop taking my meds… Freak out! I’m going to go insane
Fail a class in school… I can kiss college good-bye
Paint my nail black, wear dark make-up… I’m gothic
Believe the Bible is man made… I’m going to hell

The rampage continues on for another month…
Don’t call home… I want no part of them
Write how I feel… I’m depressed, useless, not good enough
Cry… I’m immature and weak
Laugh… Are you on drugs?
Be polite… What do you want from me now?
I’m alive… now I’m dead

Mother Nature On Rampage

The wind is racing 
So is my heart

The rain comes in sheets
As I sleep in mine

The lightning strikes
My hand does the same

The storm is gone
And so have I

Rampage

swift stream rampages

                        over the edge of boulders

                                      that can't shout orders!

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