Get Your Premium Membership

Best Poems Written by Shandy Potes-Mangra

Below are the all-time best Shandy Potes-Mangra poems as chosen by PoetrySoup members

View ALL Shandy Potes-Mangra Poems

Details | Shandy Potes-Mangra Poem

Borderline Truth

All those lies,
The creaking on the stairs
Glazed fixed eyes
Upon scuff marked boots
My abrupt croak,
Droned-out by sudden humming
From the refrigerator
My voice falls,
Pitched to the floor
Like suspended in time
To look upon these photos now
Hold nothing but false pretenses
A mirrored hope,
To escape for plummeting slopes
Our roots untouched lay
Fuming in collective dust
Along the many volumes
None would ever breach
Poisingly I held my chin,
Towards the cupping sun
Lapping in all it's warmth
Knowing with just two words
I'd stop the flooding dams, "No More"

Copyright © Shandy Potes-Mangra | Year Posted 2005



Details | Shandy Potes-Mangra Poem

Broken Wings

She's split  amongst the two
One a girl unheard of,
Few see little from
  Who gawks at the slivered moon
through blotchy eyes,
Welled up tears as big as moon pies
  The other a girl who holds up her fibs
Conjurring by magic,
A cloak to mask the lies
  Who catches tears before they slip
Neither bangs or pursed lips
Can hide the sadness in her eyes
  Both are placed with broken wings
She pulls her head together and flies
ME; this one note she sings

Copyright © Shandy Potes-Mangra | Year Posted 2005

Details | Shandy Potes-Mangra Poem

Lies

Lies
                                                         Deceitful, intrusions
                                                         Your spinning webs
                                             Masquerading about without masks
                                                                  Deception

Copyright © Shandy Potes-Mangra | Year Posted 2005

Details | Shandy Potes-Mangra Poem

Puberty

Public opinions that
Undermine the ground on which we walk
Bedeviled only be enticing jeers
Emotions that are vexing are laid-out with a cuss
Ranting &  raving "The world is out to get us!"
Taking in sustenance over parental spiels
You've not forgotten how it feels?

Copyright © Shandy Potes-Mangra | Year Posted 2005


Book: Reflection on the Important Things