Best Reshape Poems

I sit in silence in a dim lit mood,
while into the darkness I cast my stare.
The rain tapping on my window intrudes,
upon such a night...

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must refuse relegation, obey
only the roar of our own angels, then reshape 

breastplates to shield the motherland
from any warlord who dares 

to pimp our flag.
Battlefields...

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Dionysian passion fills my soul 
With a stream of life, that knows no restraint, 
Your frantic current defies all control-
Awakens the devil within the saint.

Injected...

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On The Edge

He lays flat on the floor
on the edge of his mind's cliff.
Taking notes, he wonders
“Is this life worth living?”

He tries to remember,
tries to...

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The Tempest

Upon enchanted sands of shipbreached shores
Dethroned beggar of a borrowed callow mystery
Heaves a lightning staff into the waves -
Thunderous and raw clandestine secrecy
On luminous...

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Renegades Foreva!

Renegade teenage rage babes 
thinkin’ they all grown, all knowin’ 
when they seedlin’s barely sown
bleedin’ teenage angst with teenage crankst
always rhymin’ and mis-timin’ some...

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When we are walking…
and we’re stepping on a spiky ground,
Walk lightly without looking down or turning around;
Ahead of us always awaits the finest sand 
where...

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SOMETHING HAPPENED TO ME WHEN I WAS JUST A GIRL
IT INVOLVED A BAD MAN, & IT RESHAPED MY WHOLE WORLD
A NEW SET OF DEMONS WERE...

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“WHO”



Human to Human
the faceless 
without names
buried under 
mountains of pages
escaping the blame

Human to Human
the faceless 
without names
hold the science
and the answers
debating chances
and plotting the traces...

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Before me lies the ocean, with its shore,
   maintaining varied limits day and night;
at times, beyond its border, reaching more
   than...

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I'm writing on the first page.
I love the concord and quiet at my age.
The morning came from a genius mage.
In my spirit, I am searching...

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Reflect on the essence
of being a spiritual being.
Amongst the pain and confusion
of life and death,
there is also hope and love.
And a feeling of freedom
that permeates...

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Imagination’s a blossoming flower
straight from the roots of the soul;
like the magic of clouds,
vistas open up to reshape themselves
morphing into colorful dreams.

Dribble a cloud and...

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Written: September 09, 2023
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In the abyss of night, I'm held captive tight.
Addiction to idioms fuels my Phoebus fight.
I abide, vouching sporadically to escape,
From the clutches...

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Written: September 29, 2023
No 1245 Poetry Contest                  ...

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