Yell Poems - Poems about Yell

the walls hum with voices of a war no one sees. the dinner plates rattle as if asking to be smashed, and the dog hides under the table, eyes wide, waiting for the next explosion. they are lightning without rain, fireworks that never fade. they yell because the silence has eaten them alive, a hunger that no bread can cure. medications sit on the counter like unspoken prayers, but the...

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Face all your setbacks and face them well, Just mind not what they say let them yell, Leave them to their shouts, Leave them with their doubts, For all you care they can go to hell....

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my fingernails are treacherously filthy not merely dirty disgusting they have hardened and yellowed old age is a yell...

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Lizard had balloons, presents, and confetti too. He was turning a great age, wonderful twenty-two. I have brownies and chicken wings and pizza with flies. When you come to my party, be sure to yell out “surprise!”...

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Don't do as they would like you to; Soon enough they will be through with you....

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Thankfully wife as helpmate available, when yours truly feels unswell her tender loving care can spell relief afflicted which she can hopefully quell but spouse of mine, he doth not aim to oversell nevertheless counterpart valued as once me Matty Mattel prized boyhood toy unfailingly and unstintingly reflected, mirrored and kickstarted mood to kvell and encapsulate impossible mission, thus now grown lad with sincerity does...

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OLD WOMAN I am the old woman who lives in a shoe I have so many children telling me what to do Some are twenty, thirty, forty and fifty too but to hear them all screaming you'd think they were two Tattling and fighting, yelling, squawking, all through the night arguing the same thing over and over until...

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My eyes are yelling sleep! But it is a Sunday, and a day off, and I do not want to waste it. We are tired! They yell. I give in reluctantly, the way a petulant non-compliant angry Four-year-old who cannot stay awake one more second does. Struggle to keep my eyes open. Angry that they betray me. The dog is thrilled. Napping is...

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You yell at me, Blaming me for things i seem to be, I try to see things through your perspective, Because your my relative, I thought I would understand, I try not to seem offhand, You yell at me, For things that you had to see, Is this your objective? To make me feel defective? To see me cry, Knowing why? Doesn't it make you wonder? What is...

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Mosquito yells, Full face blushing. Moon shadows follow my steps in night....

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Take Me Away I can no longer see straight As it walks towards me, I can't tell is this death? Will I die or will I just be passed by This fear is torture I must leave this area I am scared so I want to run My legs won't move I am still so I must shout My voice is...

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what grows from these petri dishes? when will these hives with their metal monsters their deceiving smiles their artistic like visages stop breeding, stop growing, like a virus? what of the fertile land they cover, the resources they consume? what of their ravenous appetite? and barely a forest untouched. 17~12~2014 Maurice Yvonne...

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By Kevin Robey August 8, 2014 If I could just live for one day No matter what you do No matter what you say If I could spend all that time Just making it count Just callin it mine I wouldn't be so obtuse I would make it ok I'd untie my noose If you could simply understand me Forget how I look Cut...

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I never yell at my kids. I lean in very close and then whisper. I've found this method to be more effective and a hell of a lot more scarier....

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In the sunken hollow a gray mass addles A silhouette of swaying muskets shadows Braying horses the silent vigil rattles A curdling breeze across feted expanse prattles The stilled pageant concludes with the order, "charge" From sheltering tree line, a disheveled mass doth barge A shrieking, cacophonous chorus christens the onslaught Menacing octave wafts; Union, tidal waves to distraught...

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