Tost Poems - Poems about Tost

...AITS NEAR COMES EVERY YEAR so as you go light mabe low some will wear look like a gost to you they might tost so there's no tear have some fears you might wept that night do it right WATCH Y......Read the rest...

...The New Colossus-2 Not like that loser green chick with the lamp, Our New Colossus has his own gold door, Behind it he tweets out his grand revamp: Abjuring that which made it great before, He......Read the rest...

... “Éagmais croí a dhíscaoileadh ar gach eagla. Faoi dhíon taobh istigh de na blianta seo. Fanacht i bhfianaise, a dhíscaoileadh ar gach eagla. Ós rud é go ndearnadh tú a chaitheamh.......Read the rest...

...I stare silently at her overwhelming size, Sweet Lady Liberty her stern beautiful fierce eyes, I yearn for the American Dream, I must remain humble, For things are never what they seem How could......Read the rest...

...Well, let it pass, it was only a dream And dreams are made to melt in air It cheered me with a passing gleam And are realities bound more to fail Or do they foretell a steadier beam To gild our ......Read the rest...

...they crossed a wide savannah and found the water’s edge lashed wood with vine to find that laid beyond the horizon - that is what they wanted they shored upon novel rock came across new forage and......Read the rest...

...they crossed a wide savannah and found the water’s edge lashed wood with vine to find that laid beyond the horizon - that is what they wanted they shored upon novel rock came across new forage and......Read the rest...

...The Lady of Liberty looks me in the eye. I am tempest-tost, and welcome reliant. I pass at her feet, yet gaze at torch high: Soon to be standing on the shoulders of giants.......Read the rest...

...Why do we think… me, me, and me? Why can’t we even try to see? Don’t we know it’s all about we? First we should tend the sick and dying. Then we need feed the starving and poor. It’s really not ......Read the rest...

...A thousand times I've made myself Into an interprative lie A thousand times, a million words That never will quite die But in the truth, so continent Is nothing that cannot be bent Within these......Read the rest...