Short Crash Poems
Short Crash Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Crash by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Crash by length and keyword.
in the galaxy
if you where a beautiful sound
in the universe that surrounds me,
seeing the stars explode as you crash over me!
Form:
Car Crash
Her last kiss was
a thorny stick pulled
through my heart
Her last draw
of cool fingers
on warm palms
a car crash
Form:
no place to go
we have a store
as told you before
we have a stash
love 's to bash
let this be your glover
if'you
NEED A PLACE TO CRASH
Form:
As I watch the waves crash
It reminds me of life's
Ups and downs
On a good day
Life's great, fantastic
On a bad day
You can feel the crash
Are signals being cross
Causing the airplanes to crash
Or just drop from the skies
Something is very wrong and
I won't be flying
NO TIME SOON
The crash
I hear the footsteps and think of you
The night we sat on the beach
And never returned home
And decided to take the car
And drive into oblivion
Delight...
First flight
From nest
Tries best
Hits tree
Dear me!
Bent beak
Loud squeak
Throbbin
Robin
11-29-17
On my first day in a car factory
A simple girl threw herself at me
I guess I was standing
Too close to the landing
Of the car filled with crash test dummies
-Adventurous aliens always automatically anxious anxiety adventurous trying to take over my this planet...
4/29/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2020
You ran a red light and I did yell,
for you are a clown, "So go to hell,"
but while I was screaming
and my blood was teeming,
you caused a pileup... now rot in jail!
Because I do not hope to turn again
Because I do not hope
Because I do not hope to turn
I'm going to leave this heap
By the side of the road
And hitchhike home.
I see them fighting like cats and dogs
but taking money like fatted hogs,
so while they spend and spend
we get screwed in the end...
Hail to the Washington demagogues!
Once was a man his name was S. STALLONE;
Who used to fly his Rocky Drone?
But during a break;
He made a mistake;
What a terrible day it crash not flown...
5/1/19
A boudoir lined with glass mirrors
reflecting her many faces
possessed by vanity.
Eyeshadows and rouge mix
to heighten streaks of allurement
with tears crashing for lost youth's gloss.
plane
crash
scary
shoot down of
The Triple Seven
Deadliest crash in eighteen years
Malaysia Flight 17 in two thousand and fourteen
Three hundred and thirty eight souls went to heaven at 2700 hours
is it love,
asked the passenger to the driver,
that brings a cloud and a mountain together?
was it the kiss in reply,
asked one cop to another,
that caused the crash
on that foggy morning in December?
spring bestows color and fragrance
grey cold sky makes way for sunshine
song and dance waft in air
fine wine adds to flavour
pleasant moments seem so much short
crashing summer turns all lazy
28.5.2020
tangled metal
entwined
like hate filled lovers
unnatural
unnessary
a radio plays
a rihanna song
disbeliving eyes
wish upon heavenly stars
forgive me Jesus
of my sins
this is not the way
it’s meant to be
AFTER THE CRASH
Blazing dawn
Chases toxic night
Nurse enters
Victoria Anderson-Throop ©
12-21-12
Smell the burning rubber.
Hear the screeching tyre.
Watch in awe as the wheels fly off
and the chassis catches fire.
Then avert your eyes.
Say your au revoir.
The casualties are packed in tight
Limp inside the car.
October 1939
wallstreet crash
men jumped out of windows
losing their fortunes in one afternoon
families lost their homes
working men became tramps, looking for work
sad time not only for the country, but for the world
The statesman speaks of solid ground,
With golden words and noble sound.
But note the floor on which he stands:
It's made of glass and shifting sands.
One honest puff, one tiny stone,
And down will crash the heavy throne.
crash testing
sources detected
aggressions been reflected
palm beat me bruise me first
lick my wound wagon ing the hearse
lesson teach'ed hardley ever learned
compassion wears a belt swinging firm
lashes resting atmos crash testing
?
Lovely...
to
Free intentions, found in half-digested blindness,
desperate troubled soul,
no appetite of my flesh,
whilst you love death and light?
empty hands burning desire,
was my end guide,
striving and sober,
Crashed this tongue
to
laugh...
Snow falls silently through the night,
And glistens on the face of dawn
Like diamonds in the dew,
Beneath the frosty fleece,
A flower peeks out with a sigh
Wondering why it snowed in spring!
5-26-2020
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