Best Shapeshifter Poems
G entle breezes, then again not,
E yes that feel your heart's regret of
M issing years and hidden tears,
I n dreams and schemes forever play,
N ot once did stop and ask me why?
I walk on land, then fly away
He whispers love
Into my thoughts, my heart
Pouring in beauty
Light and overwhelming joy
Reminding me
The moments are alive
Vibrating with promise
Only moments pass….
He screams hate
Into my life, my soul
Raining down loathing
Feelings so revolting, aversion
Pierces my mind
With darkness, fear
Destruction
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I have a secret it's buried deep
Almost afraid to fall asleep
My shape will shift when unaware
It really is a frightful scare.
This morning found black feather on bed
Midnight is trigger I truly dread
No idea where I flew last night
Except was home with morning light.
Exhausted, confused what a curse
The raven is waiting to reassert
A Shapeshifter, no doubt, is what I am
Alone, on my own, having no clan.
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Ancient Conspiracies
Thousands of years ago
They came to earth
Alien shapeshifting reptilian creatures
From Sirius the dog star
They founded Atlantis
Enslaved humanity
They destroyed Atlantis
In a nuclear war
The descendants walk among us
To this day
Forming an ancient conspiracy
The shapeshifters are everywhere
Could be any one
They are the secret power
Behind everything
Their name is legend
Satan
Lucifer
Illuminati
Free masons
Knight templar
The trilateral commission
The committee that does not exist
Their goal
Total enslavement of humanity
With the shapeshifters in charge
And they are so close
To achieving their goals
Be afraid be afraid
The end of the world
Is at hand
As the committee
Prepares for the final
Invasion of the earth.
I am you, or are you me?
Are we truly who we’re meant to be?
Seemingly fluid, so unfixed
The facets defining, so intermixed
On the sweetest day in June
I am the Lilly you watch bloom
In the deep cold dead of winter
You are the darkness driven splinter
I shift my shape and you shift yours
We set off once again into the moors
But are you me? Or am I you?
It has always been just us two
You cannot see without my eyes
I cannot exist without your lies
I am blossoms, you are decay
I love you more than I’ll convey
We dance together wild and free
But am I you or are you me?
Our time together has no limit
Our bond, cosmically infinite
And as the ever-wandering drifter
We are one as the Shapeshifter
-J.A.
golden dragon shapeshifter
she sparkled, popped and snapped like a bonfire
not unlike a dragon
she was confident and fierce
serious in her intent to show us her mystical power