Short Raise Hell Poems
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Intrinsically dull
he tried to raise hell...
In the card game of life
invariably shelled
Gertrude
Was Rude
And Mean
Caused Scene
Would Yell
Raise Hell
She Sat
With Bat
In Yard
Like Guard
One Friend
Til’ End
Her Dog
Named Frog
12-16-2020
Contest:Footle
Sponsor:Brian Stand
Amongst the living there walks the dead
No blithe spirits will be ever found
With envious eyes of crimson red
Shadows the living without a sound
In limbo cast to raise Hell on Earth
No longer a furtile life to make
They hunger long for a new rebirth
And an endless thirst for souls to take
The suns shines,
Yet the rain pours mercilessly
The angels sing harmoniously,
While the demons raise hell
The moon proclaims peace,
As the meteor destroys the earth,
No one is safe, from the desolation
No one is safe from the devastation
For years we used you like a tool
For years you were dormant an quiet
There is no peace for the wicked
There is no peace on earth.
Our gossipy lips
Have a shutting zip:
The flying words we quip
We can their wings clip
And the speeches we hasten
On some muteness fasten …
Come the killing desire to gossip
Find some diverting juice to sip
Or restraining wisdom grip,
So that our tongues wouldn’t slip.
Our lips Gossips richly moisten,
As listeners’ eyes fully glisten:
But victims empower to raise hell
By hundred times A Warning Bell.
Desire
Coursing through my veins
Infecting my brain
Drives me insane
I'm feindin' for those uppers
I'm feindin' to get down
I need to feel that ecstasy
That overwhelming sound
I'm cravin' me some instant death
I'm asking to raise hell
I hear my familiar shallow breath
That comfy, cushioned cell
I need to feel my insides out
I need to taste the pills
I feel the love and that's no doubt
That wretched, lovely taste that kills
always remember your friends
take care of them and make sure the friendship never ends
They will raise hell and buy you a drink
and they wont judge you on what you think
They will steal your shoes and cry on you shoulder
But you will do the same and it only makes yall closer
Be sure they never leave your sight
Cause something could happen it just might
Love them with all your heart
For they are the ones to put together when you are broke apart
Form:
“A Table of Four”
A table of four,
This is my ideal table of four,
My girlfriend and my two bestfriends,
At a Poetry Soup Convention,
We would raise hell,
For soup is good,
And we love poems,
Never have any of us been to a Poetry Soup Convention,
We always said we would try new things,
Nobody could ever live up to the Spontaneous actions,
Of the four of us at a Poetry Soup Convention
Brandon McCann (me)
Jade Topor
Codey Adams
Justin Maziarz
Form:
Phone calls over bank transactions
In a country from crosssections:
Compliments for money transfered,
Swear words for ones deferred;
A woman for received money
Giver kissing: " Loudest Honey",
A customer's rude complaining voice;
He had thought he would soon rejoice,
Speedy attention just secure,
Three ailments to with money cure...
No shy approach to money matter,
Raise hell, threaten to things scatter
And thou shalt have thy cool results;
Cool results from thy hot insults!