Short Bullet Poems

Short Bullet Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Bullet by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Bullet by length and keyword.


Some Called Him Pig

A bullet ended life:
Another pensioned wife,
And little children who
Recall a suit of blue, 
And father they once knew.
© Steve Eng  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Verse


2 Lafzon Mein

Do Lafzon Mein likh de,
Mein nay Teri prem Kahani,
Wehmi nafsiati bool kar,
Goli ya teka?????
Note.bay sharam Pathan...
© Hacker Boy  Create an image from this poem.

Sadness

This sadness is seeping
Leaking, spilling out
Of every cell in my body.
Craving a bullet
A rope
Or pills
To
End 
This 
Pain.
Form:

Bullet

I shoot in her heart
And now she is falling fast.
A bullet of love.
____________________________

Date - 21st April 2017
Form: Senryu

Last Choosing

That one final
  bullet
That one final
dagger
To use
on another
Or to use
— on ourselves

(Dreamsleep: October, 2024)


Premium Member Don't Bite the Bullet

The bullet entered the brain

The brain considered the pain

The pain unclouded the rain

The rain just cleaned up the stain
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member The Lone Ranger

The Lone Ranger

The silver bullet
Was placed in the gun shot fired
"Hi, Ho Silver wwway!!"

12/16/17
by James Edward Lee Sr
Form: Haiku

Past Present Future

Tomorrow comes at me like a 
bullet.
Yesterday is fading like a 
dream. 
Like trying to hold on to water 
in the cup of your hands.

Briefly

living in the brain with a bullet
some people's life
his mind is every moment on it
his life depends on him

love too like that

Dodging the Bullet

When death came ‘a calling,’
again thus denied

The future remortgaged
—payment applied

(Villanova Pennsylvania: August, 2020)
Form: Rhyme

The Verse Zero-Sum

If language a bullet,
  the pen is my gun

Its wound self inflicted,
—the verse zero-sum

(Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 2015)
Form: Ballad

Kill Shot

If language a bullet,
  the pen is my gun

Its wound self inflicted,
  the verse zero-sum

(Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 2015)
Form: Rhyme

Safety

I release the safety
on the grip
then take aim
and let 'er rip
when will I learn
it won't be too soon
like a bullet
words can wound
© Jo Bien  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Verse

8atha

Ammonium Nitrate
Acetone Peroxide
Butane
Dynamite
Erythritol Tetranitrate
Gunpowder
Lead Styphnate
Trinitrotoluene
8atha 8atha 8atha.

Trapped

Blood and bullet
caught in the trap
a cycle of crime
next time
run but where
scream but silence
face the fire and wave
no time to save.

Game of Chance

Game of chance
Live or die
flip a coin
heads or tails
game of chance
take a risk
bullet in chamber
pull the trigger
who has won
me or the gun?
Form:

Uncle Scrooge Had Lost His Wallet

Uncle Scrooge had lost his wallet
He went mad and chased a pullet
He fell down the glen
Ended in  cow pen
Mr.Scrooge had to bite the bullet
Form: Limerick

Courage Now

Cast away these moods of blight!
And turn towards the light
My dear, your future `s frankly bright.
So the bullet bite 
Rejoice in your good fight!
Form: Rhyme

Buffalos

Majestic beasts of the range
                  Clothed and fed many a nations for years
                      Massacred by the White Man's bullet
© Danny Nunn  Create an image from this poem.

Wife No 5

After Amal-Ahmed-al-Sadah 
took a bullet meant for Sheik Osama’s 
head; said wife number five: 
“He’s gotta stay alive 
to watch TV in his pajamas.”
© John Smith  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Limerick

Delete

I often accuse my computer
Of being a sanity looter.
     If someone has seen
     Bullet holes on the screen
I'd admit it, 'cause I'd be the shooter!
Form: Limerick

That One

You stood up
Took that Bullet
Took that Shot
All they ever wanted was blood

Now they've seen it
Now they're gone
You're all forgotten
In the day to come
Form:

Premium Member Diversion

Some people become targets and attacked
                    Projection like a bullet
                    Diversion from others

Heidi Sands

2/9/21
Form: Kimo

BAD WORD



     A badly spoken, thrown word...
          is not a stray bullet
     that tears the body, the chest,
      but that tears the soul apart...
Form: Epigram

9 Mm

Nine parts of nine millimeter.
Trigger
Magazine
Barrel
Slider
Hammer
Main Spring
Recoil Spring
Extractor
Ejector.
Note. Violence breeds violence.
Form: List

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