Yelling Poems - Poems about Yelling

... Sometimes it's good to give yourself up in an heartfelt yell - to find a place out of earshot of others, a beach will do, or better, a shoreline with rocks and crashing waves, or out bush ......Read the rest...

...A lady in a Victorian dress, Next to an old printing press. Within a gloomy writing lair, Falling down the abyss of despair. I can see the tempest in her heart, It’s like a wild museum of art.......Read the rest...

...i am the one they call number 8 you'll find me writing in the empty space rough, black scribbles in a white background it helps to block out the noise i don't know how old i am ......Read the rest...

... People anticipated, and waited for the day they could gaze upon my beauty, and that they did. The men adored me, the women admired me, and the children were in awe of me. Everyone loved me! I was......Read the rest...

...I could have been their time, It should have been their time, With the kids now in their own time, And retirement giving them the time, To take their time. Instead they are calling time, Afte......Read the rest...

...(This is something different. Playing around and having some creative fun. One word per line, three lines per stanza. What do you think? Tear it apart and share your thoughts, opinions and criticisms......Read the rest...

...The anger and yelling are too much to bear There must be a quiet place somewhere Run from your home - out the door Climb way up on your Favorite Tree Savor it Don't fret anymore Ga......Read the rest...

...She stood at the lectern Teaching from restoration Yet, not one audience member Could deny her infection ...damaged Tattooed from face to feet Living, sobriety from drugs No matter his freed......Read the rest...

...I remember feeling so empty the abuse had escalated after four hurricanes witnessing a murder horrific traumatic brain injury I was now uprooted leaving my beautiful home in Fort Myers Florida at the......Read the rest...

..."A bottomless pit of violence, a Tower of Babel where all are speakers and no hearers." by Alexander Smith Muscle. like beasts, humbled the virtue of humility Each one showed as though each one w......Read the rest...

... I'm making an observation Bout the state of the world today This is what I've come up with In my own inimitable way Maybe it's cuz I'm an old guy It seems there's much more strife ......Read the rest...

...Yelling “ha ha ha!” Christmas mouse jumped out of the holly. Lit by a streetlight that is hidden in a wreath with an elf so jolly. The elf shook her head around and whispered “my name is Molly.” T......Read the rest...

...I don not know how to feel My broken heart will never heal It is bruised, broken and shattered From the awful way you battered It to pieces blow by blow I wish you could only know How you cut m......Read the rest...

...You have travelled a very long way, looking for some where to stay all the streets are crowded and the buildings are filled; there is no room to spare but my friend has a sofa and small rooms over he......Read the rest...

...Poppy was like the old woman who lived in a shoe. She had so many children, she barely knew what to do. They always arrived in stacks of tens, still at home are twenty-two. Today she thought she w......Read the rest...