Short Hoodlum Poems
Short Hoodlum Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Hoodlum by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Hoodlum by length and keyword.
Scum City
Cocaine Boulevard
SlutVille Road
Addict Street
Corrupt Avenue
Whore Alley
Gangster Street
Hoodlum Drive
Thug Lane
Slut Street
Written by Keith Edward Baucum...
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Categories:
hoodlum, addiction, city, community, life,
Form:
Blank verse
Scum City
Cocaine Boulevard
SlutVille Road
Addict Street
Corrupt Avenue
Whore Alley
Gangster Street
Hoodlum Drive
Thug Lane
Slut Street
Written by Keith Edward Baucum...
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Categories:
hoodlum, addiction, city, community, corruption,
Form:
Blank verse
Las Tres Hermanas
The 3rd witch: 'Anon!'.
The 2nd witch: Be stayed at once.
The 1st witch: Brute should kiss death.
All: Oui,Cat's-fierce,hoodlum hood,death shall kill death.
18:01:27:07:55...
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Categories:
hoodlum, allegory,
Form:
Quatrain
Guns and God
A Christian soldier with a gun and a crucifix is a man of God
A hoodlum with a gun and a crucifix is only a hoodlum
A Muslim with a flag and a gun is an Islamist terrorist
A Muslim with a flag and no gun won't make the news...
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Categories:
hoodlum, christian, conflict, discrimination, god, islamic, social, violence,
Form:
Blank verse
From the Streets (For Tupac Shakur Contest Sponsored By: Raul Moreno)
He
Looks like
A hoodlum?
Tattooed and hard –
Judge not the surface!
Be like God, look inside.
Let love flow; watch joy abide.
Tupac’s rhyming brightens sorrows.
Rapping beats to famed masterpieces.
Singing the wisdom he learned from the streets.
© Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen
June 7, 2010
Poetic form: Etheree...
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Categories:
hoodlum, art, black african american, music
Form:
Etheree
Running Late
smoke wafted up
from my worried lips
my phone was dead
starbucks doesnt have outlets
we had run for 5 miles that day
so the extra few
i ran to get home
didnt matter much
the people stared at the musty youth
running in flat shoes
i bet they saw some deadbeat hoodlum in the night
Im a killer without a sense of direction
the same thing I guess...
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Categories:
hoodlum, poems,
Form:
Free verse