roar is a sounmd lions make i think everyn time their scared or when their trying to protect their selfs from preditors. lions are scared somtimes even know they look all mean their really scared of whats going to happen. they might be attecd by humans like they try to capture them. lions are not mean until you make them so thats what i think roar is.
PEYTON
The roar of the ocean drowned out my thoughts. I couldn’t stop the sound of my breath tearing through my chest. No one could tell that I was suffering a massive panic attack.
Carla Venturi
A SOUND
LOUD
ANIMALS MAKE THE SOUND
BEARS ROAR
LIONS ROAR
FUNNY WORD
EASY TO SPELL
EASY TO SAY
LEANRED IN PRE-K AND KINDER GARDEN
DEQAVIOUS DUKES
She couldn’t speak. She couldn’t move. if she could have made a noise at all, she would have roared. It would have been a sound void of the grace she usually possessed. It would have been violent. It would have been full-bodied.
Instead she felt her lovers death hit her softly, like a tiny pebble rippling across water. Oh, yes, she could have roared.
But instead she did nothing.
Laura Abbott
I SCREAM AND HOLLAR AS THE BEAR ROARS AT ME IT HORRIBLE IM GOING 2 DIE NOO I SCREAM ITS REALLY MEAN AS HE CHASSES AFTER ME BUT OH WELLL I BETTER RUN FAST SO HE WONT EAT MEHHHH SO NOW ITS OVER I GOTTA WAY SO NOW GO OVER MY FRENDS HOUSE AN PLAY HIDE IN GO SEEK IN THE DARK OUR FAVORITE GAME OK IM BORED AS ALWAYS THE SAME THANG
NIYA WALKER.
The lion’s roar was loud and thunderous. It was so loud, the ground shook a little bit. Molly didn’t like it much, so she clinged to her mother’s leg and hid behind her skirt. Her mother chuckled a little and said in a soft tone, “It’s alright Molly, it can’t hurt you.”
Amber
the roar of the fire burned my skin even from the view from my house. The whole forest was ablaze. Like the Earth couldn’t handle it anymore. It’s lived it’s life and the only the left to do is die. That’s all the universe is anyway, death. Our one and only true goal, set when we are born and accomplished when pass.
a lion roars in the jungle
monkeys are making rumble
and moglie runs
runs runs runs
deep in the jungle
Mel
Roar!! I’m a Dinosaur! Hey I’m a poet and I didn’t know it!! Haha! I can rhyme! =) That’s a smiley face! Yay! I have no clue were this is going anymore. Roar again! Haha! Wow this is random.
Inside I can hear myself roaring “Let me go,set me free! Yet still on the outside I sit here somber holding my lips tight trying not to let the roar come out!
I am a lion, hear my ferocious laughter! My mane is brown and I have giant paws, but I am cute and cuddly. Don’t let my looks fool you, I am still pretty dangerous.
Tia Archer
Golden mane
with cries against a
September sky.
Auburn leaves
with autumn
lions thunder.
“Daddy! Daddy, look at the lion!” Thomas squirmed in his mother’s arms, flailing his chubby limbs as he tried to get his father’s attention.
“Hmm?” His father murmured absentmindedly.
“Look at it roar, Dad! Looky!”
But his parents only had eyes for each other.
Roar. Hear me roar.
It’s the rush of wind in your ears.
It’s the beating of the heart as it gives you life.
It’s a lion in my brain.
Roar. Hear me roar.
Maybe if I roar loud enough, someone will hear.
Maybe if I roar loud enough, someone will save me.
That’s the only thing I can do.
Feyi
The heaviness won’t let me.
And I cannot alone.
I ride my habits until collapsing.
To find some strength, some home.
The tiger roars as it is being pulled into its cage. That is not its home where he can roam free. He misses the land he could run for hours. He misses feeling like the King. Here, he is not the King. He is nothing but an attraction at a circus. Watch the king of the jungle jump through hoops. That is not what he does he wants to run and attack to feed his pride. He wants to be worth the title of the king. He doesn’t want this cage or your meat. He wants his home.
Julie
The sound a lion makes. Or a small child trying to a scary monster under the blankets. The little roar of a kitten trying to be a big cat. A roar is typically scary but sometimes its cute and small.
runningfromlions
It was like an animal ripping out of her chest. She felt a power she had never experienced before. He was her prey.
dinosaurs. green, emo, just freaking childish. I don’t even know. anime. Boats and shit. Dinisoaurs. Yep. It.
Marte
There are people who seem like roarers, but in reality they are not. I think that you will find that the quiet ones with a lot inside are the ones who can really roar about something.
I heard the roar of the wind as I rounded the corner of the house. It sounded just as everyone always said, like a train barreling down on us. I had no time to react, grabbing your hand I closed my eyes and prayed.
Sheila Good
I’m about to have a roaring good time. No really! MY CAR IS FIXED!!! I’m leaving for funsville right after that little chime that says “time up!”
ROAR! loud, fierce, Beyonce, Beyonce is fierce, I wish I was like Beyonce, fame confuses me, among other things, I actually don’t want to be Beyonce, I like being me.
“Hear our roar!” We yelled to the jocks in the opposing car, we stood in our multitude of uniformed shirts each a representation of our favourite house from the Song of Ice and Fire series. Most of us wore Lannister colours, proud as they expect one to be. People snickered of course but we had outgrown those worries, in our own community we were kings! Unrivalled storytellers, Dungeon Master extraordinaires! Writers and fans, we were shapers and creators in our realms and that was enough to give us the courage here, in tragic static reality.
Eric Harrell
He sighed
roared the last time
shoot the pink elephant
His mind broke
But there was nothing in it
roar is a sounmd lions make i think everyn time their scared or when their trying to protect their selfs from preditors. lions are scared somtimes even know they look all mean their really scared of whats going to happen. they might be attecd by humans like they try to capture them. lions are not mean until you make them so thats what i think roar is.
The roar of the ocean drowned out my thoughts. I couldn’t stop the sound of my breath tearing through my chest. No one could tell that I was suffering a massive panic attack.
A SOUND
LOUD
ANIMALS MAKE THE SOUND
BEARS ROAR
LIONS ROAR
FUNNY WORD
EASY TO SPELL
EASY TO SAY
LEANRED IN PRE-K AND KINDER GARDEN
She couldn’t speak. She couldn’t move. if she could have made a noise at all, she would have roared. It would have been a sound void of the grace she usually possessed. It would have been violent. It would have been full-bodied.
Instead she felt her lovers death hit her softly, like a tiny pebble rippling across water. Oh, yes, she could have roared.
But instead she did nothing.
I SCREAM AND HOLLAR AS THE BEAR ROARS AT ME IT HORRIBLE IM GOING 2 DIE NOO I SCREAM ITS REALLY MEAN AS HE CHASSES AFTER ME BUT OH WELLL I BETTER RUN FAST SO HE WONT EAT MEHHHH SO NOW ITS OVER I GOTTA WAY SO NOW GO OVER MY FRENDS HOUSE AN PLAY HIDE IN GO SEEK IN THE DARK OUR FAVORITE GAME OK IM BORED AS ALWAYS THE SAME THANG
The lion’s roar was loud and thunderous. It was so loud, the ground shook a little bit. Molly didn’t like it much, so she clinged to her mother’s leg and hid behind her skirt. Her mother chuckled a little and said in a soft tone, “It’s alright Molly, it can’t hurt you.”
the roar of the fire burned my skin even from the view from my house. The whole forest was ablaze. Like the Earth couldn’t handle it anymore. It’s lived it’s life and the only the left to do is die. That’s all the universe is anyway, death. Our one and only true goal, set when we are born and accomplished when pass.
lions go roar!!!!!!!!! when there mad or alarmed!
a lion roars in the jungle
monkeys are making rumble
and moglie runs
runs runs runs
deep in the jungle
Roar!! I’m a Dinosaur! Hey I’m a poet and I didn’t know it!! Haha! I can rhyme! =) That’s a smiley face! Yay! I have no clue were this is going anymore. Roar again! Haha! Wow this is random.
The lion roars with all its might when it sees a mighty prey.
the roar from the line was very loud
i heard a roar from over there
that roar was loud
The bear roared at me so loud that it was scary.
The lion roared loudly.
The crowd roared loudly.
I roar loudly because maybe am in a bad mood.
I roared in Dale’s face then I sicked my dog on him.
the crowd roared for the cougars to win there game they were under pressure but they one
lions roar
tigers roar
i roar
some scenesters say “roar” expresses love. it sounds more like hunger to me. how sad that these teenyboppers mistake desire for affection.
cash roared at me so i punched him in the face
Inside I can hear myself roaring “Let me go,set me free! Yet still on the outside I sit here somber holding my lips tight trying not to let the roar come out!
when i roar cash runs and hides
When the lion roars it can be heard from 2 miles away isn’t that crazy?
I am a lion, hear my ferocious laughter! My mane is brown and I have giant paws, but I am cute and cuddly. Don’t let my looks fool you, I am still pretty dangerous.
Golden mane
with cries against a
September sky.
Auburn leaves
with autumn
lions thunder.
“Daddy! Daddy, look at the lion!” Thomas squirmed in his mother’s arms, flailing his chubby limbs as he tried to get his father’s attention.
“Hmm?” His father murmured absentmindedly.
“Look at it roar, Dad! Looky!”
But his parents only had eyes for each other.
Roar. Hear me roar.
It’s the rush of wind in your ears.
It’s the beating of the heart as it gives you life.
It’s a lion in my brain.
Roar. Hear me roar.
Maybe if I roar loud enough, someone will hear.
Maybe if I roar loud enough, someone will save me.
That’s the only thing I can do.
The heaviness won’t let me.
And I cannot alone.
I ride my habits until collapsing.
To find some strength, some home.
The tiger roars as it is being pulled into its cage. That is not its home where he can roam free. He misses the land he could run for hours. He misses feeling like the King. Here, he is not the King. He is nothing but an attraction at a circus. Watch the king of the jungle jump through hoops. That is not what he does he wants to run and attack to feed his pride. He wants to be worth the title of the king. He doesn’t want this cage or your meat. He wants his home.
The sound a lion makes. Or a small child trying to a scary monster under the blankets. The little roar of a kitten trying to be a big cat. A roar is typically scary but sometimes its cute and small.
It was like an animal ripping out of her chest. She felt a power she had never experienced before. He was her prey.
a roar of the crowd
is a violence for pleasurable silence
dinosaurs. green, emo, just freaking childish. I don’t even know. anime. Boats and shit. Dinisoaurs. Yep. It.
There are people who seem like roarers, but in reality they are not. I think that you will find that the quiet ones with a lot inside are the ones who can really roar about something.
Roar loud, proud, defy every norm, shout, sing dance in every form. The world is your stage, take it, live it, breathe it…
The loud roar from the crowd only made her head spinning around like a fan on the ceiling. She hated to be around a lot of people, but she had to.
why must we roar when we can delve into the cool hot depths of silence. If no-one ever spoke again would I still hear your roar, would you hear mine?
I heard the roar of the wind as I rounded the corner of the house. It sounded just as everyone always said, like a train barreling down on us. I had no time to react, grabbing your hand I closed my eyes and prayed.
I’m about to have a roaring good time. No really! MY CAR IS FIXED!!! I’m leaving for funsville right after that little chime that says “time up!”
ROAR! loud, fierce, Beyonce, Beyonce is fierce, I wish I was like Beyonce, fame confuses me, among other things, I actually don’t want to be Beyonce, I like being me.
“Hear our roar!” We yelled to the jocks in the opposing car, we stood in our multitude of uniformed shirts each a representation of our favourite house from the Song of Ice and Fire series. Most of us wore Lannister colours, proud as they expect one to be. People snickered of course but we had outgrown those worries, in our own community we were kings! Unrivalled storytellers, Dungeon Master extraordinaires! Writers and fans, we were shapers and creators in our realms and that was enough to give us the courage here, in tragic static reality.
He sighed
roared the last time
shoot the pink elephant
His mind broke
But there was nothing in it