Short Outcry Poems

The roar of the waves 
is as wild as the loud sound 
of the river's flow....

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Voting
senate members, 
amid public outcry 
against government run healthcare,
pass it.

© Mar 22 2010      Charles Henderson...

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She said
She'd rather die
And yet she's here
By haven’s claim
Or hell’s devine
As always – vain
And ready to outcry
Committed sins
To be once more - a saint...

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Packed away
I found you crying
Begging for comfort
Yet pushing me away
I noticed you
Floundering in a sea of madness
An outcry for love
And I gave in
Only to be shoved away
By your indelible infancy...

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Empty; little love
Little Interest
Scream Loud
Rebirth of 1999
Genuine Pakistani Outcry
Asia is East
Europe is West
Shadow Afghans; Dream for Love
I cannot breath
Time flies; While the beat is rocking...

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TRACES
unassuming
yet
creating chaos
 all around
had let loose
 a  continued outcry
creating
a spotted
doodle
on the wall


 a passing  style
took over
a memorable
 creation of
 graphic
 happenings...

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Seeking the justice
The lost life of innocence
letting the world hear.

The outcry is loud
let's unite for good of all
that's were wrong amend

The thrill of just and
fair will live in every hearts
that's when life flourished....

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Hysteria,
outcry,
shrieks,
and shouts,
clamour,
rush,
and pell mell,
of crowds,
tears,
bloods,
and,
as they all fled,
it was simple,
that they had changed,
the venue,
for free distribution,
of the movie tickets,
in which their favorite hero held the wicket....

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Give me words worthy

And i will spill from this goblet,

Flowing bitterness shall let from my bosom

Hear my outcry all ye victims of my struggles

My scribble dripping in red

My pages drenched in blood

My words shall flow like a cleansing tide

And this i shall call my blood letters...

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Mystical Music

magic melody
musical movement meters
measure memories


Notes

nocturne novel
new notations not noticed
no noises nothing

Opus

overpowering
open oracle outcry
odorously odd


8/2/20

Let the Pens Flow - Alliteration Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Jenish Somadas...

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The tears from every eye will be wiped.
Death will no more be.
Mourning, outcry and pain will be gone.
That is a wonderful thing to ponder on.
The former things will have passed away
God says He will make all things new
He tell his Apostle John to write:
Because these things He will one day make true.

        Revalation 21:4-5
© ~GG~...

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Roses are red but we cannot deliberate any further the traits of the bed.


Violet, the princess, turn blue because she did not watch her mouth of what she has said. 


Bylaw, my Sugar sweetie's its a lampoon,  Richard Rahl should have used a chainsaw


but Due to all the outcry of all the offended audience, it's time to withdraw...

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He hates to see the poor outcry
Most times he would not shut his door
Concern for orphans makes me pry
He hates to see the poor outcry
He holds their love in heart so high
To give a kidney with mind so pure
He hates to see the poor outcry
Most times he would not shut his door.



COntest:"Random Acts Of Kindness" sponsored by Debbie Guzzi....

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Robin
Kind husband, vigilant father, loving son, mischievous brother
Brother of Lizard and Kippie-bombs
Lover of Kahtabeak, Danbug and Benbot
Who feels joyful, happy and satisfied
Who fears brown recluse spiders, level 4 biohazards and tsunamis
Who would like to see an end to mourning, outcry and pain
Resident of Sherwood Forest
Hood


...

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was not
fading into past, dreams
dreams spent

mist hovers o'r a 
lake, haze of light
crystal ice, natures true grip

fear  may delight
blight ensues; dreams chased
doves coo, peace hues
outcry

in the lie is the wake
take up, sip from a cup
wry is the path

wyvern came with barbed tail
a tale that quaked.

shake loose and emerge from the lake
of dreams or so it seems....

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Fancy feeds frenzy
Tasty thrills trendy


Meet moments many
Praise prompting plenty


Laughter looks lovely
Stretch success savvy


Piece by piece apply
Joy in fond outcry


Tale in acts comely
Words stitch tapestry


Time and space surely
Address thoughts nicely


Picture this clearly
A visual story




Leon Enriquez
10 June 2015
Singapore...

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Go ahead and speak up and speak out
But only speak the words I tell you to take.
Go ahead and be yourself
But within the confines of who the people allow you to be.
Be the voice for the weak!
But make sure your words match the public outcry.
Because everyone who cares has a map. 
And it only maps their way!
Go ahead and be you, 
because that is what we are told to do....

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Millennials posting public outcry -
Identity crisis peaked all time high!
Once selfie is in place, 
Then photoshop the face - 
It's now iCloud clear: Me, Myself and I. 

The question is: what about mom and dad?! 
Survived as who they were and not too bad. 
They didn't have a clue,
But if they only knew -
Lived unidentified, so very sad! 

February 28, 2023...

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What is truth that I so long?
What but black and white?
Is it a word, a voice, a song,
A silent breaking light?
What the outcry of my soul
If no more than a dream?
Why my ever-waking though 
If all be as it seem?

To define would bring to end,
Yet I know what I seek.
Within a heart, these words so drift --
Now and then, they speak.

I have come to listen close,
I have come to find
Oh, these ever-waking eyes --
I am all but blind....

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None will eagerly snatch you if you properly grasp detectors evading.
You can't gather unless you utterly master discarding.
You won't succeed until you scarcely learn the shunning.
If, on either hand, you merely find every shrill outcry irritating.
If you naturally shrink every sore spot, you will reluctantly yield everything.
You were obliterated through fierce winds shivering.
When will you leave, my chosen mate? Properly honoring....

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Spinning wanderer of curious choice
hopes and dreams for a newborn tomorrow;
a rising outcry from a silent voice.
incipient life gaining strength, no sorrow.

Hopes and dreams for a newborn tomorrow;
no more wallowing over yesterday's,
incipient life gaining strength, no sorrow.
Indulge in forthcoming revolution praise.

No more wallowing over yesterdays,
a rising outcry from a silent voice.
Indulge in forthcoming revolution praise,
spinning wanderer of curious choice.

6/1/2017...

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