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Best Reverting Poems

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Premium Member The Final Frontier
Death, the final frontier?

A nest is round.

Our nest the Earth is round like all the stars and planets.

All things are orbital, even time and space.

Let...

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© White Wolf  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: reverting, analogy,
Form: Free verse



Premium Member Xenophobia
A bsurd and foolish it might be
B ut it’s my nature, you’ll agree;
C annot ignore what I go through
D espite the help I get from...

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Categories: reverting, fear,
Form: Abecedarian
Into the First Hours of Twilight
.
The last tint of orange sunset faded

into hints of lilacs and blues

trailing the depthless paths

of a promising horizon

On the glistening sand I lay

into the first...

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Categories: reverting, beach, beauty,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Wind Power
The wind blows free in my valley
Bending giant trees to her will.
Sometimes from the north, such anger spews forth
That even the sun feels her chill.

Clouds...

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Categories: reverting, nature,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member A Safe Place To Hide
My heart hit the wall like graffiti spray.
Shakespeare could have cast you 
just as you had cast me.
Playtime was rushed to sleep with resistance, 
as...

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Categories: reverting, child, deep, forgiveness, grief,
Form: Free verse



The Circle
We learn to sit and then to crawl
Because our view is just too small.
From crawling next we start to walk;
Confinements only make us balk.

Once we...

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Categories: reverting, life,
Form: Rhyme
Pale Shelter
encompassed in the womb
through darkness, i felt touch
ethereal strums from fingers
against my unborn flesh
as a melody soothed
in rhythmic pulses
from your heart
...it's the only time i...

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Categories: reverting, child abuse, childhood, house,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Some Held Onto the Hiccup and Screech
All tidy and neat, smelling apple sweet
Life pranced forward in an amazingly great way
Then there was a hiccup, a screech, a slap 
Or something else...

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Categories: reverting, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Free verse
Thoughts On Turning 32
(just an 
exaggeration 
of 
negativity 
lyrically, so 
dont come 
scolding 
me):) ;)

They 
might 
wish me a 
'HAPPY 
BIRTHDAY'
or even 
'many 
happy 
returns 
of the day
My...

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Categories: reverting, age,
Form: Blank verse
It's Me, Not You
It's You, Not Me 

*this poem can be offensive and has naughty words*

It's all my fault
I put a gentle halt
I'm cold in my skin
You are...

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Categories: reverting, anxiety, beauty, betrayal, boyfriend,
Form: Lyric
Premium Member Because He Gets Me
Because He Gets Me 

I still love him in
spite of,not
because of-- He is
the rare one, who
even though his
arrogance at times
over shadows his
maturity; 

He is still...

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Categories: reverting, appreciation, boyfriend, i am,
Form: Light Verse
Premium Member A Hit In the Groin
This is for men, is there anything more painful
Than being hit 'tween the legs, no way to be graceful
You clutch at your groin
Animals do join
Baying...

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Categories: reverting, pain,
Form: Limerick
Premium Member Arkham Asylum
The Elizabeth Arkham Asylum for the Criminally Insane,
    a fictional psychiatric hospital and prison:
part of the DC comics and first appearing in...

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Categories: reverting, fantasy,
Form: Narrative
Warm Detachment
By and large I sense they're all reverting
back to primitive indulgences of hobbesian violence, the ferocious world in which they dwell.
They throw cornerstones of their...

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Categories: reverting, caregivingworld,
Form: Rhyme
How Nice of You To Call
A manic man sits, evenly, confined, conscious, in his four cornered room.  His cell phone 
rings and violently vibrates! The terrible tone slashed and...

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Categories: reverting, angstbody,
Form: Prose Poetry

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