Best Retold Poems

She entered the ballroom, her nerves on fire, 
Her synthetic dress fit her like a dream, 
Rustic, she knew nothing about desire, 
In silence, she stood, a classy extreme;

He entered the ballroom, dressed like a prince, 
Wondering how these dances to avoid, 
When he saw...

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There once was a girl named Snow White,
Of a poisoned apple she took a bite.
Seven dwarves found her sleeping,
And they began weeping.
Who would fix their supper tonight?

Only one thing could save this fair miss,
A prince must give her a kiss.
There was no time to waste,
So...

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“Grandfather, grandfather! At school today,
a classmate hit me with a book.
The teacher made him stay inside
for recess. She said he was a good boy 
who did a bad thing. What did she mean?”

“Grandson, I will tell you a story.
All men have inside of them two...

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There once was a girl named Red,
Whose grandma was sick in bed.
She packed up some goodies,
Put on her red hoody,.
And made haste before Granny was dead.

Now Granny lived in the woods,
So Red skipped as fast as she could.
A wolf blocked her path,
So she gave into...

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The thread of love and understanding that grows thin with distance is very fragile 
Unless anchored well at both ends.
Just as a spider weaves her web with but a few anchors to support her beautiful creation, so must love be built.
But, as a spider lovingly...

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Insane
I turn around
an amputee

to live, for not living
fighting the inner war
speared,
lacerated,
like neanderthal in cave

my weapon
the serrated moon
cried in fluted dark

a glimpse of bare bones
the ash of a bleeding dawn
my shuttered courage
in urn
there was only one evening



SATISH VERMA...

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A very wise man once said:
There’s nothing new under the sun
If it happened before,
it’s gonna happen again

If a J.I. sold out their best buddy,
they’re gonna sell out your best friend
That’s just how it is,
and that’s how it’s always been
It's the un-Just way people do Iscariot...

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GRIMM’S FAIRY TALE RETOLD

In a beautiful huge green forest,
Lived 3 honest people, Hansel and Gretal
And their father,
And two wicked women, the witch,
And a wife who was also a step-mother.
The honest three were approached by the FBI,
And told to keep a very close eye,
On these two...

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A very wise man once said:
There’s nothing new under the sun
If it happened before,
it’s gonna happen again

If a J.I. sold out their best buddy,
they’re gonna sell out your best friend
That’s just how it is,
and that’s how it’s always been
It's the un-Just way people do Iscariot...

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The insects grew gigantic.
Athena loved them too much,
she blew them up
like party balloons.

Gnats and ants had swords for teeth,
neck ripping nails were the rule.
Nothing could live long;
insectivores consumed all.

Prometheus gathered
a few trembling mammals together,
gave them agility and cunning,
then he found a way
to shrink the bugs.

Seeing...

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You have heard the tale,
That is couched in wails,
There was a beautiful girl,
Who swished her skirts in a swirl,
Impressed a prince,
Looked deep in his eyes,
And went for a spin,
They were in love,
Like two forlorn doves,
They hid their moorings well,
Before hell broke pell mell,
The king came...

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there is a story
passed down mouth to eager mouth
ready to retell....

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I'm younger than I look but big
a food desert will get you large
but not in a good way.

I'm fair for a black boy
but the hoody hides my race
into just a blur of ethnicity.
I could be a kid or a malignant killer.
I am 11 years older
than...

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This tale is a human tale,
Now hear the animal wail,
That was a painter of low sorts,
Fewer fines and more of odd lots,
Diminutive and strong,
With a shaggy moustache and beard,
He formed a part of similar looking painters’ team,
They went around office apartments,
Giving them shine and gleam,
With...

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Her batter dead body laid there.
Her face bruised and unrecognized.
The tears ran down my face in fear.
As I looked upon my grandmothers eyes.
Why did this happen each mouth?
When she got her social security check.
To this day I still ask and hunt,
For those who broke her...

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