Typecast Poems - Poems about Typecast

... an actor he was typecast a soldier hit by a blast but as of right now he milks a sad cow farming a dramatic past. ......Read the rest...

...Labyrinth of Sighs Wondering through a labyrinth of sighs More platitudes with attitudes that never question why A litany of afterthoughts about where we go when we die An emboldened range ......Read the rest...

...Overzealousness and assiduousness... now propels yours truly towards restitution courtesy sophisticated mountebank, whose criminal mind filched mine banknotes rationed for when I exhibit decre......Read the rest...

...Aquarium realms of anointed fools masquerade as sensibility Typecast foolscap tired typewriters ribbons don't have a prolonged head Between the streets where the drunkard spins his tales ......Read the rest...

...imminent iceberg is inching closer to the passengers on board catastrophe typecast......Read the rest...

...by the sea on shore birds squawk squabble and jostle feathered typecast kin......Read the rest...

...It was noon when I got the call Jewelry store robbed at the mall It was a young man, very tall Spoke with a drawl Spoke with a drawl In the store, I'd been permitted Where a theft had been c......Read the rest...

...I portrayed the knave of hearts again, A role it would seem I was made for. I ventured off script and silenced my critics By drinking them under the table. Classically trained in the tavern art......Read the rest...

...Fathers of that era did not hug or touch or intimate their love. He was the same Did he love us, we his kin, his blood-seed. He did not say, yet I believe he did. He was a provider, for ......Read the rest...

... Tears for a Mother Fears for a Father gone Fate deals an unfair hand The door to youthful joy closing on adolescent shoulders imposing grown up responsibilities instead...Read the rest...

...I am a product of my next of kin so in their image, through evolution determined pigmentation of my skin of human historic distribution, a complexion that I am powerless though never shall I......Read the rest...

...A Ladle of Forms Still Sit In The Cradle A week has past Questions were asked Them truly lambaste For their lemons vast Leaving readers aghast In view of better typecast The flock may hol......Read the rest...

...Thirty years of my life have flown pass I am in danger of being typecast Working 9 – 5 everyday For nothing but minimum pay It’s at this time I decided to change Find a way to exchange My mun......Read the rest...

...Damn the tears shed for hate's sake each day For they threaten to sponge this good world away We jump to condemn all our fellow's disdain Yet OUR acts and words are quite......Read the rest...

...There was a time in years long past We thought good taste would always last Adults were neat in proper dress Now all has changed, they look a mess. Shorts cut so high we’re now aghast Tops cut......Read the rest...