Seizes Poems - Poems about Seizes

...In the hollows of power’s grip, where shadows twist the heart’s cry, there—mights build thrones on backs bent, where abuse wears the mask of guidance, control, a cloak woven with the thread of fe......Read the rest...

...Into an opposing mirrored world That is not always what it seems, I look for a pattern near or far, That reflects my fate and dreams. But what I see is not me, It is something vague a......Read the rest...

...“Moves are slower, concentration intense, as style and wits are pitted. Finally, the remaining white knight makes a brilliant challenge admitted. The black king weak from the affray, a pawn keeps d......Read the rest...

...powerful and poised, she walks with grace, radiating strength in every stride she takes. optimistic and diligent, she seizes each day, virtuous and wise, in her special way. elegant and caring,......Read the rest...

...I’m in the phase of my menstrual, Where I’m very vocal, And I want to talk about love, Romantic love to be specific, How it elevates you to another galaxy, A lovely exciting world you see, A w......Read the rest...

...Aspects and expectations of color, be amethyst, be the best, reenlist, sensory seizes sparks stimulator. Be lavender and sweeter, forever, be cerise and release your masterpiece, a......Read the rest...

...My muse is a poetic flower garden, blooming lilacs in barren meadows, but I still remember how I heeded haunting heartbeats in paradise, whilst praying for your lustrous light, to descen......Read the rest...

...In the breath of spring, flowers whisper, Tales of love, to the sun they shimmer. Blossoms crowning the verdant plains, Delicate petals, amidst soft rains. Summer answers with a fervent embrace......Read the rest...

...Lorca Translations III Federico Garcia Lorca (1898-1936) was a Spanish poet, playwright and theater director. He was assassinated by Nationalist forces at the beginning of the Spanish Civil War an......Read the rest...

...Lorca Translations II Canción del jinete (“Song of the Rider”) by Federico Garcia Lorca translation by Michael R. Burch Cordoba. Distant and lone. Black pony, big moon, olives in my saddleb......Read the rest...

...The man who trusts in God is not denied pass Total trust in you Lord, you will be blessed Totally I trust in you God For in my faith I received for I believe, that’s it’s only you who can embrac......Read the rest...

...The evening news lulls me into a nightmarish sleep. In the distance storm clouds are brewing. I hear the rolling thunder of division and dissonance. On the horizon I see lightning bolts igniting ......Read the rest...

...In the heart of vibrant Africa, where democracy should reign, Two shadows lurk, two specters haunt, two faces of the same pain. One a soldier, gun in hand, the other clothed in suit, Both rob the ......Read the rest...

...Soft flurry of snow, blown south to the sea, brisk breath of Boreas breaks summer's stupe. What strange, phantom dream here stands before me, freezing river's course till it runs a loop? How ra......Read the rest...

...The light of delight Strenuously seizes The dusk of sorrow.......Read the rest...