there was a constant roar going on inside her head.
it was compiled of the sounds of people telling her what to do
telling her she wasn’t smart enough
telling her she wasn’t beautiful
telling her she wasn’t fun to be around
telling her she needed to be doing better at everything;
but the overwhelming voice that she could hear above the roar
was that of her own
telling her that she would never be good enough,
that she would never be happy.
The loud sound shattered my ears, not an animal, not anything human. The ocean. The ocean so blue, so green, so wet. The ocean so cold, so unforgiving. The ocean, roaring in my ears.
It rumbles and blasts, making all space vibrate. It rings, forever singing its deadly pitch. It is not made by something living but is living itself, as it runs across your eyes and tumbles through your hair. It is everywhere, everywhere. You cannot escape it as it roars and screams and thunders. It is a sound, but also a sight, a touch, and a movement. A taste. And a color. The red sings and dances and lives before you, forever roaring and forever living.
Lions and crowds alike,
Roar like you’re alone
Ror like no ones home
Use your voice to fill the silent sensation
Roar like you don’t have a choice
Just let go and forget just for a second about all the problems
Let yourself be existing
And just roar
There are oceans
Bigger
Deeper
Broader
Inside the skies of my mind
Thoughts come
Burning like the sun above the waves
I stand on the shores
Fierce
Happy
“Pass me the roar please” said the Lion
“Don’t you mean oar?” laughed the man in a blue coat.
The Lion could’ve eaten him, if his feeling hadn’t been so badly hurt.
Bursting roaring silent bleeding love is how I deal with my expectations for you. I bleed broad daylight in your name and feel ounces of soul, red and lush,climb to the shrine of you, and it rests its head for a long night with you, gaping at your love.
hear me. I am power, I am your thoughts in action
you could be this loud if you let it go
try to remember when you were
go to that place and scream
loud enough to hear yourself now
He heard the roar of the engine and he could not behold his luck. The snow, cacked around him began to melt and steam fogged his windows. Escape was possible. Escape was inevitable. He wouldnt have to die on that fateful monday morning- he had work for that.
The lions word. The noise you think of when you see a dinosaur. Roar! Loud. Love. The feeling you have within you when you fall in love. Roar. What my sister says all the time. Lions and tigers and bears, oh my! Wizard of Oz. The Zoo. Animals. Deep feelings. An expression. Loud laughter.
I think to myself and say roar like a lion so we can take time to give . We take things for granted, so I would say to be like an lion so we can overcome our problems and thrive in this lifetime.To have the best time in the lord’s eye is to roar like a mighty lion. Be grateful for all of the gifts god has given you to have fun in the wrost measures of life.So don’t ask me to sit and watch a evil shaddow of the devil, but if I do,I can think and say “NO!”, “I CAN OVERCOME THIS SO I STAND UP LIKE A LION AND ROAR WITH ALL MY MIGHT , SO YOU SHOULD DO THE SAME AND OVERCOME WITH ME!”
P.S.- I hope this confidence that I have wrote have given you the strenghth of love joy and a lesson of life that I have also come to know as well.I have given you the knowledge that I have expressed to you through this.
It was inside of my, at one point. Before it all my fortresses crumbled into sand, into a desert, into a place where nothing can thrive. I lost my forest, my spirit. My spirit was evacuated the day that she left me, that i left her, that we were torn apart. She wasn’t coming back, so neither was my roar.
the dog roar as loud as he could to get the owners attention so the dog roared just to here his sound did he want to no because the dog was no were to be found the dog got hit by a truck so sad for that dog that roared as long as you live you will see the light that the dog had in sight poor dog that lost its life and so did the owner that wasnt in sight that owner was so sad that he cried his eyes out so so alone that the dog that roared lost its soul so long so long did that dog fill his owner was never near and lot of people tried to say that the roaring dog had died today.
we went to he zoo.Many animals were just lying down taking naps and we were just taking pictures of ther adorable faces. the only animal i seem to be innterested in was the lions.they seem to have this kind of protecting thing when it comes to their family.the last time i went to the zoo was when i was fifth grade. i saw a lion protecteing its wife or something while she was sleeping. it looked like he was happy that people were looking at him standing over her and taking his picture. when we were about to leave it made a loud roaring sound like it wanted us to come back and see that she was slepping peacefully.it was really cool when you see an animal protecting its family.when i see an animal protecting its family its like an ”awww” moment.
It starts quietly and builds, slowly doubling and tripling, growing unstoppably in her chest. What was a soft, ladylike grief is now overwhelming in its incessant rockstar clamor. A cloud of gold glitter and crashing cymbals, a rush of heady smoke and rushing voices take over and she’s lost in it. The simplicity of her bedroom vanishes. She’s in a crowded room, hot sticky bodies pressed against her to every side. Bass pulses in her ears, rocking her body and heart in its pounding crush.
roaaaaaar i am lioness i am roaring about all kinds of stuff that doesn’t matter today. the radio is talking about polar shift and that makes me roar and the radio is talking about voter suppression and that makes me roar and the radio is talking about flute noise and this actually doerns’t make me roar but purrrrrrrrr. i love music especially the cello it is a very nice sound to my ears that roaring doesn’t sound good only music.
The mighty beast let out a monstrous, heart wrenching roar as the hunter sank the arrow deep into it’s chest. Death of life, and expendable soul for the human race to play games with.
A lion is chasing me he is trying to eat me AHH!! help me mother i will miss you and tell amiah i ate her cake you did what oh im goin to kill u im sorry not
IT HAS FOUR LETTER
A BEAR MAKES THAT SOUND WHEN ITS MAD
ITS A FUNNY WHEN A HUMAN SAYS IT
THE FRIST SOUND THAT COMES OUT YOUR MOUTH IS RO
THE SECOND WORD THAT COMES OUT YOUR MOUTH OS AR
SOMETIMES YOU GET TOUGE TIDE WHEN YOU SAT IT
ROAR THE LION IS FURIOUS AT ME ROAR HE IS MAD AT ME ROAR HIS MATE THE DAEDLY LIONESS ATHIS SIDE READING HERSELF TO ATTACK ME ROAR HER THREE CUBS BEHIND HER LOOKING CUTE AND UNAWARE, IN THIER GOLDEN-BROWN EYES,THAT THEY CAUSED THIS, BECAUSE OF THIER SAFTY THIER PARENTS ARE MAD ROAR
iT WAS A LION WHO WOARED.HE WAS SO MEAN AND ANGRY.IT WAS NOT COOL.YOU SHOULD MEET HIM. HE WILL EAT YOU.IF YOU MEET HIM YOU WOULD REALLY BE SCARED.BE CAREFUL IF YOU SEE HIM.IT IS NOT COOL.YOU DONT WANT TO MEET HIM.
there was a constant roar going on inside her head.
it was compiled of the sounds of people telling her what to do
telling her she wasn’t smart enough
telling her she wasn’t beautiful
telling her she wasn’t fun to be around
telling her she needed to be doing better at everything;
but the overwhelming voice that she could hear above the roar
was that of her own
telling her that she would never be good enough,
that she would never be happy.
he roared at the door,
the floor roared back and
the door shut closed
the sound came from his throat, like a thousand gods and goddesses had set alight a mountain, he roared for the world to hear.
hear the roar of the crowd, let it lift you in the air. inspiration to go on. prove them wrong.
The loud sound shattered my ears, not an animal, not anything human. The ocean. The ocean so blue, so green, so wet. The ocean so cold, so unforgiving. The ocean, roaring in my ears.
They were alone in the ocean and the waves roared around them.
Dry land seemed far., that night.
It rumbles and blasts, making all space vibrate. It rings, forever singing its deadly pitch. It is not made by something living but is living itself, as it runs across your eyes and tumbles through your hair. It is everywhere, everywhere. You cannot escape it as it roars and screams and thunders. It is a sound, but also a sight, a touch, and a movement. A taste. And a color. The red sings and dances and lives before you, forever roaring and forever living.
Lions and crowds alike,
Roar like you’re alone
Ror like no ones home
Use your voice to fill the silent sensation
Roar like you don’t have a choice
Just let go and forget just for a second about all the problems
Let yourself be existing
And just roar
There are oceans
Bigger
Deeper
Broader
Inside the skies of my mind
Thoughts come
Burning like the sun above the waves
I stand on the shores
Fierce
Happy
Roaring wind and your roaring voice. Both of them terrify me and I become like a small mouse
“Pass me the roar please” said the Lion
“Don’t you mean oar?” laughed the man in a blue coat.
The Lion could’ve eaten him, if his feeling hadn’t been so badly hurt.
Bursting roaring silent bleeding love is how I deal with my expectations for you. I bleed broad daylight in your name and feel ounces of soul, red and lush,climb to the shrine of you, and it rests its head for a long night with you, gaping at your love.
Roar, maybe we’ll hear it
Or perhaps your silence will aggravate us most
Blood and tears got you hear
Listening will get you out
Go
hear me. I am power, I am your thoughts in action
you could be this loud if you let it go
try to remember when you were
go to that place and scream
loud enough to hear yourself now
cloud, rock, storm
conflagration of all
the lion roared like a fire would roar in an old dry wooden house
charge your gun and itll roar
‘Roar,’ said the caterpillar, his front legs flailing in the air, frowning at me. I laugh.
He heard the roar of the engine and he could not behold his luck. The snow, cacked around him began to melt and steam fogged his windows. Escape was possible. Escape was inevitable. He wouldnt have to die on that fateful monday morning- he had work for that.
The lions word. The noise you think of when you see a dinosaur. Roar! Loud. Love. The feeling you have within you when you fall in love. Roar. What my sister says all the time. Lions and tigers and bears, oh my! Wizard of Oz. The Zoo. Animals. Deep feelings. An expression. Loud laughter.
I think to myself and say roar like a lion so we can take time to give . We take things for granted, so I would say to be like an lion so we can overcome our problems and thrive in this lifetime.To have the best time in the lord’s eye is to roar like a mighty lion. Be grateful for all of the gifts god has given you to have fun in the wrost measures of life.So don’t ask me to sit and watch a evil shaddow of the devil, but if I do,I can think and say “NO!”, “I CAN OVERCOME THIS SO I STAND UP LIKE A LION AND ROAR WITH ALL MY MIGHT , SO YOU SHOULD DO THE SAME AND OVERCOME WITH ME!”
P.S.- I hope this confidence that I have wrote have given you the strenghth of love joy and a lesson of life that I have also come to know as well.I have given you the knowledge that I have expressed to you through this.
It was inside of my, at one point. Before it all my fortresses crumbled into sand, into a desert, into a place where nothing can thrive. I lost my forest, my spirit. My spirit was evacuated the day that she left me, that i left her, that we were torn apart. She wasn’t coming back, so neither was my roar.
I ROAR . I TALK WILL I ROAR. LIONS ROAR .THE LION SAID TO THE LITTLE GIRL ROAR ROAR ROAR ROAR . THE LION ROAR TO EVERYBODY ROAR ROAR ROAR ROAR
When I was little, I woke up screaming from a nightmare, where ‘une petite souris avait rugit comme un lion!’
the dog roar as loud as he could to get the owners attention so the dog roared just to here his sound did he want to no because the dog was no were to be found the dog got hit by a truck so sad for that dog that roared as long as you live you will see the light that the dog had in sight poor dog that lost its life and so did the owner that wasnt in sight that owner was so sad that he cried his eyes out so so alone that the dog that roared lost its soul so long so long did that dog fill his owner was never near and lot of people tried to say that the roaring dog had died today.
we went to he zoo.Many animals were just lying down taking naps and we were just taking pictures of ther adorable faces. the only animal i seem to be innterested in was the lions.they seem to have this kind of protecting thing when it comes to their family.the last time i went to the zoo was when i was fifth grade. i saw a lion protecteing its wife or something while she was sleeping. it looked like he was happy that people were looking at him standing over her and taking his picture. when we were about to leave it made a loud roaring sound like it wanted us to come back and see that she was slepping peacefully.it was really cool when you see an animal protecting its family.when i see an animal protecting its family its like an ”awww” moment.
WHAT IS THIS WORD I DONT KNOW THIS STUPID WORD U ONLY GAVE ME 60 SECONDS TO WRITE THAT ISNT ENOUGH TIME WHAT IS ROAR???????////////
It starts quietly and builds, slowly doubling and tripling, growing unstoppably in her chest. What was a soft, ladylike grief is now overwhelming in its incessant rockstar clamor. A cloud of gold glitter and crashing cymbals, a rush of heady smoke and rushing voices take over and she’s lost in it. The simplicity of her bedroom vanishes. She’s in a crowded room, hot sticky bodies pressed against her to every side. Bass pulses in her ears, rocking her body and heart in its pounding crush.
roaaaaaar i am lioness i am roaring about all kinds of stuff that doesn’t matter today. the radio is talking about polar shift and that makes me roar and the radio is talking about voter suppression and that makes me roar and the radio is talking about flute noise and this actually doerns’t make me roar but purrrrrrrrr. i love music especially the cello it is a very nice sound to my ears that roaring doesn’t sound good only music.
The mighty beast let out a monstrous, heart wrenching roar as the hunter sank the arrow deep into it’s chest. Death of life, and expendable soul for the human race to play games with.
loud, obnoxus,nerve racking,lions, tigers bears, oh my, frightning, wild animals,
A lion is chasing me he is trying to eat me AHH!! help me mother i will miss you and tell amiah i ate her cake you did what oh im goin to kill u im sorry not
again, really???
I hear my stomach roar; like a lion without food. You had best leave before madness consumes me.
IT HAS FOUR LETTER
A BEAR MAKES THAT SOUND WHEN ITS MAD
ITS A FUNNY WHEN A HUMAN SAYS IT
THE FRIST SOUND THAT COMES OUT YOUR MOUTH IS RO
THE SECOND WORD THAT COMES OUT YOUR MOUTH OS AR
SOMETIMES YOU GET TOUGE TIDE WHEN YOU SAT IT
ROAR THE LION IS FURIOUS AT ME ROAR HE IS MAD AT ME ROAR HIS MATE THE DAEDLY LIONESS ATHIS SIDE READING HERSELF TO ATTACK ME ROAR HER THREE CUBS BEHIND HER LOOKING CUTE AND UNAWARE, IN THIER GOLDEN-BROWN EYES,THAT THEY CAUSED THIS, BECAUSE OF THIER SAFTY THIER PARENTS ARE MAD ROAR
“Roooaarrr!”, said the lion. How was your day? Great said the boy. And you? Not so great. :(
iT WAS A LION WHO WOARED.HE WAS SO MEAN AND ANGRY.IT WAS NOT COOL.YOU SHOULD MEET HIM. HE WILL EAT YOU.IF YOU MEET HIM YOU WOULD REALLY BE SCARED.BE CAREFUL IF YOU SEE HIM.IT IS NOT COOL.YOU DONT WANT TO MEET HIM.
IT’S A SOUND A ANIMAL MAKES
ESAY TO SPELL
FUNNY WORD
HAS FOUR LETTERS
THE FIRST WORD THAT COMES OUT YOUR MOUTH IS
a long time ago i thought that being a lion
would be better than a lamb
but now i see that a lion’s roar
is too powerful
for your gentle whisper
declare anything to me and i will shout it back
says a roar
but the lamb says
nothing is as important to me
as the words you are to afraid to roar.
roar i here a sound comming from a dragon. its funny to say that i have a dragon go roar. i have