Personified Poems - Poems about Personified

...CONTRARY A poem personified, it could be me Yet to embrace analysis, I am averse Words should flow at their own pace Precise syllable counts are a disgrace And a volta can be an empty purse S......Read More

...Listen to the racket of resounding lies that reverberate within your polluted mind, where another truth is battered and dies. I have dragged out the casualties of ethical beliefs, and with disg......Read More

...I'm one of God's little Angels By Michelle Morris 04/11/2023 I have overcome the Darkness I am Light personified Your Evil cannot hurt me I am God's precious child Faith is my shield and a......Read More

...Becoming the prey I’m melting away like a 5 foot wick To show a skeleton of who was once the author Now the pencil tips break and the pens ink tends to escape My eyelids worked overtime as haza......Read More

...1 minute smiling Like a Cheshire cat Laid in wait like a masked paid assassin Only for 2 minutes later To be found crying Lying in the fetal position Sucking on your own thumb ......Read More

...Hitherto, haphazard colors knew no bounds -across the stark black and white pages, they painted with cheerful abandon; intense furrowed brows, hard at work -masterpieces bound for the refrigerato......Read More

...A singular suitcase, all essentials neatly in place—three outfits; underwear; pajamas; a notebook; and comfortable walking shoes. With my passport in one hand and my Polaroid camera slung over my sh......Read More

...Gerry the giraffe am I on tiptoes six metres high In Africa I was born in the wild & grew up there as a child I went exploring as I was very bold & now I reside in the English Cotswold ......Read More

...This astronomical event Molted out of summer sunbeams Causes an herbaceous retreat Personified as sleepiness More darkness less lightness describes This astronomical event More coldness less ......Read More

...As cotton clouds fade under blank blackness, I sigh as stars stare at my moon. My breathless quill feels no pulse, but it beats, unable to find admiration for an empty page. I bleed tea......Read More

...She's so powerful – She moves the air; It doesn't move her. Matter obeys her will. She's so powerful: In Grace and Artistry – In lines of Symmetry – Her eyes sparkle. She is a real he......Read More

...Jesus Christ's is the only remaining doorway of the spiritual ark of our safety. It is impossible to go to GOD the Father except through Jesus Christ. For there is no other name given among people ......Read More

...If my taste starts to fade, stick around I'm in style Evergreen, Peppermint, did I just see you smile? Chew my wad, blow a bubble Be minty fresh on the double I am gum, chew on that for a while ......Read More

...They filled me full of milk so white Semi-skinned,fat free and light The supermarket's, a place real cool Full cream,my cousin, made folks drool In and out of the fridge each day Then,crushe......Read More

...She's untouched fruit from forbidden orchards barren and wrinkled with fragmented twigs, whirling to the beat of melancholic musings of black-winged butterflies that croon and reflect the t......Read More