Short Blaster Poems
Short Blaster Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Blaster by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Blaster by length and keyword.
Tidal pull, tsunami voices
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Push my spirit down
Honking noises
Distorted distance
Anger flows
Confusion grows
Sadness creeps
Upon my bed
Dry eyes
Sprinkle light salt
Across my pillow...
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Silent screams
Under twinkling stars!
Long ago, when I was young,
Before my hearing began to fail,
Why, I could hear a boll weevil
Tiptoe across a cotton bale.
But many years have come and gone;
The ghetto blaster took its toll.
Now I couldn't hear an elephant
Dance in clogs with wooden soles.
Form:
Synonymous with my childhood
A metaphor for adventure;
If anyone could do it he could ,
His spirit never fractured;
He could beguile
with a whip or a blaster;
Or even with his smile,
Every tool mastered;
A Silver Screen Titan
Filled with sarcastic discord;
Each character an icon,
the unstoppable Harrison Ford.
I gave birth to a thought today
A shiny little supposition
It wept about all the possibilities
Endless creativity
Directionless refractivity
Like protons racing around an atom blaster
My thoughts began to multiply
It was the Big Bang of my Universe
Then I heard the voice of an angel
Say, “Daddy, this is my science project.”
And now the birth of a thought
Gave birth to a Black Hole
Put up shut up or knuckle under
Step up now and feel my thunder
You may think that I'm quite the clown
That all ends when I knock you down
They all call me the Master Blaster
Iron fists of fast disaster
A local legend some might say
More bumps and bruises on the way
I'll be standing tall while you're beneath
It's hard to speak with no front teeth
There won't be much left when I'm through
Just ask your brother he'll tell you
VOLCANIC ERUPTION
Eruption! Eruption! Eruption!
It is a volcanic eruption.
The earth makes such a disaster,
But, we blame god for being a blaster.
Killing people without any reason.
Losing property by this explosion.
Flights blocked by this reason.
People dying for being late
Everything has gone behind the date.
Oh! mother Earth,
Don't you have mercy?
Burning these innocent people.
Without any significance before.
Eruption! Eruption! Eruption!
It is a volcanic eruption.
Form:
Sports orchestra is unique fun
On this Annual Sports Day
Of my collegeCollege
And a joy to share in races thyey run.
With a will to win are our athletes
Gathering speed from the start
As if fitted with turbo-blaster
Playing alone or in teams.
Some, though not in the lead
Have a heart and a hope
The spirit of competition
And still a desire to succeed.
While some are singing their support cadence
racers like tornadoes
Rip through the field
As fans cheer their crooning friends.