Reshape Poems - Poems about Reshape

...‘Twas in another century On a desolate, dreary day When something red from skies above Wafted Into the land of gray. It slowly drifted in the sky, Then lit on the head of a boy. For reasons ......Read the rest...

...The Freedom Caucus Like staunch sentinels they stand Around a center speaker, a white-haired man With microphone poised and voice steady To speak of a vote and not being ready. “We have ba......Read the rest...

...I have weathered the storms of ages and I have completed all the races; the clouds have broken away in the skies shining the light on the multitude that is trapped in the dark, mankind has fashioned ......Read the rest...

...At the heart of Marescaux Road’s maroon and gold, Lived a timid girl whose pitted dreams longed to unfold. An inner-city teen with a spirit that gleamed, But in the shadows of self-doubt, her pote......Read the rest...

...AH GREET OH I greet Oh, ye grandmasters of stealth, In your cloaks of deceit nightly seizing wealth. With a handshake, a nod, in dark corners you deal, Your ethics as fluid as your last s......Read the rest...

...Time surfs over one page after another. I wonder about the interludes, the growth or decline of lesser or greater. A few pages stand out, creating pinnacles of inspiration, that rise far beyon......Read the rest...

...TikTok, the new harbinger of sin, Trends promoting vandalism within. Bathrooms defiled, decency abandoned, In the name of likes, morality to bend. In the name of body image, abortions justifi......Read the rest...

...We are all part of the political landscape, And from that there is no escape, Even if on the moonscape. We do however have the power to change that landscape, If we do not bow and scrape, But......Read the rest...

...METAMORPHOSIS OF SELF In a world of darkness and shadows deep, A creature lies within a chrysalis asleep, Silent and still, a soul encased, Awaiting the moment it will be embraced.4 Within ......Read the rest...

...In liberty's realm, we bear a cross of might, Our skin, a testament to trials that tower high. Injustice, a tempest, a loss that rages in the night, Yet, in our hearts, resilience roars like thu......Read the rest...

...The morning dew is shaping my existence Cold doesn’t describe the darkness of this place The streets here aren’t lined with gold Creating new wounds, pouring salt into the old Eat me, rip......Read the rest...

... A plea for freedom, not in vain. Palestinians yearn to break the chain, Yet Hamas' grip, a binding bane. Frayed hopes tangle with despair, Courage whispers in the air. To rise against the da......Read the rest...

...James Joyce: In winding streets of Dublin, I did dwell, found Ulyssean tales to weave and tell. In this modern age, voices rise anew. What themes thrive, Margaret, in works like ......Read the rest...

...The way to a girls heart seems to be sour candy? She loves the way it puckers her lips. She get's talkative, "as if", a Sleeping Beauty. ......Read the rest...

...Vain mankind, you measure and image objectives You build, and tear down, errect and level the fomer, Lauded structures, become despised, as you search For validation ' as you sense the cold expan......Read the rest...