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Metaphor Rights Poems

These Metaphor Rights poems are examples of Rights poems about Metaphor. These are the best examples of Rights Metaphor poems written by international poets.


Manifestation of the Word
The word
       has inalienable
   right of manifestation...
  But it's up to us to embody it
 ...

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Categories: rights, allegory, allusion, extended metaphor,



Premium Member Winter Overload
Winter bought rights to long life ~ in command
of blizzards, ice storms, unusable roads.
Iced windshields, snowmen--whatever's on hand.
Heat overuse caused great melt overload.
Alas, Winter thawed--and...

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© Ann Peck  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: rights, betrayal, confusion, corruption, metaphor,

Premium Member Here Is the Face
Here is the face that your mind holds onto. 
There is the place that your soul belongs to.

Created in dreams
		where doors and windows melt,
conceived in...

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Categories: rights, dance, metaphor, prayer, prejudice,

Justice Behind Corpus
No word “yes” and “no”
Never revealed just a fiddlesticks
Never clear and shouted “hang on a mo!”

Emphasize public should demand to jurist
For seeking one by one...

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Categories: humanity, metaphor, rights,

Premium Member Dissident Outcry
Dissenters dominate the streets,
	The public dominion of demonstrations.
This POTUS threatens military domination.
             Just...

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Categories: rights, america, anger, change, murder,



I Can'T Breathe
I cant breathe
Because you do not hear
My voice pleading.
My heart bleeding
A brother, a sister grieving
For the loss of life
That you have taken
Not in mistake
But in...

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Categories: rights, black african american, extended

Blind Heart
Blind heart 								Rajkumar Pudasaini

One more morning
here again!

Lovely heat, Honest air,
Trust worthy environment, so
I opened my window, then
a pair of white doves
hurray, hurray, hurray, hurray, hurray,...

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Categories: rights, anxiety, freedom, hate, humanity,

Premium Member Cockleburs
Cockleburs

Small green weeds, 
with little seed pots, 
that stick to your socks. 

They travel with you, 
to the next place, 
that God wants them to...

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© Ann Foster  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: rights, cute, december, grave, irony,

Premium Member The Fever Spreads
The Fever Spreads

I am slipping. 
Not slowly but faster than expected. 
I wanted it to go better. 
I made a plan and have a goal....

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© Ann Foster  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: rights, childhood, good morning, heartbreak,

Premium Member Soft Songs
Soft Songs

The fountain water plays, 
a quiet sound, 
an instrument completing
the orchestra...
downstairs. 

The Christmas Ball, 
the sheer joy of elegance. 
ladies dressed in finery, 
men...

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© Ann Foster  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: rights, angel, bible, children, green,

Premium Member What Party Are You
What Party Are You?

Huh?
Does it matter?
Who I voted for? 
I am alive, 
so it was legal. 
I have not been dead, 
for thirty years. 
Surely...

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© Ann Foster  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: rights, allah, america, atheist, metaphor,

Premium Member Mush-Mellows and Cream
Mush-mellows and Cream

Sweet cream and butter, 
sugar, milk and eggs, 
the treat to eat, 
and no one knows, 
the secret. 

“Mush” is a funny plant,...

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© Ann Foster  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: rights, celebration, emotions, meaningful, metaphor,

Premium Member If Money Grew
If Money Grew 

I would plant a garden. 
I would make every row, 
straight. 
They would be perfect, 
as hard work, 
produces the best crops....

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© Ann Foster  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: rights, america, angel, atheist, happiness,

Premium Member Clocks That Run
Clocks that Run 

Backwards to my day. 
I pray first and start off right. 
I don’t think I will make it through, 
if I do...

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© Ann Foster  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: rights, bereavement, blue, emotions, encouraging,

Premium Member A Bug's Life
A Bug’s Life

I hate bugs that annoy me. 
You know the ones. 
The hit and run, touch and go… hahaha.

At the picnic it is the...

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© Ann Foster  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: rights, 12th grade, america, butterfly,


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