Delegated Poems - Poems about Delegated

...In my hand the ink drips, commotional emotions at large , patches has failed. Nails and swords, pierce the hearing ear, fussed drops of lethal dose, push me to the edge, for adrenaline chokes my cons......Read the rest...

...Neigh say being corralled & cult shod "Sic semper evello mortem tyrannis" translation = thus always I bring death to tyrants.” Above the fray of twittering, squabbling, and madding crowd......Read the rest...

...How did he, she, they, them come to be? Diminished, reduced, and innominate in society Relegated or maybe delegated to busy city streets and desolate byways Street souls somberly painting lands......Read the rest...

...In my hand the ink drips, commotional emotions at large , patches has failed. Nails and swords, pierce the hearing ear, fussed drops of lethal dose, push me to the edge, for adrenaline chokes my cons......Read the rest...

...Silence and Shouts I listen to him breathing. If it’s labored, I ask, “Are you okay?” And from over the rings of walls of silence he has built around himself, He implores, “You hear so poorly,......Read the rest...

...with a cat lying on my lap a sough whispers in the trees as a summer day begins fading the tiger lilies below bend as if trumpeting a musical for ears yet to come into existence evaporating the......Read the rest...

...He goes with ego Many go with him Those without ego, Patience is wearing thin He is a traitor, It is clear to see He is a dictator His favourite word is ME He isn't concerned About other......Read the rest...

...I'm fragile I'm transparent Even though I act the opposite I'm sorry I know it doesn't mean much But from the bottom of my heart, I wish I could have reached the top shelf for you But I was ......Read the rest...

..."To get what you desperately covet, you must go the extra mile!' - quote by poet Let me tell you a story About a tween mama's boy. ......Read the rest...

...I DON'T BELIEVE (PARODYING JOHN LENNON) I do not believe in gods, I do not believe in devils, I do not believe in scribs, I do not believe in prophets, I do not believe in speeche I do......Read the rest...

...The ability to dream, not diminished by doubt or the human condition, can let hope exist. Hope by it's nature, is yet unfulfilled and completed, but is necessary as the birthplace of changes yet to o......Read the rest...

...A Father Clock chimes from a wall in the dining room, refreshing the idle couple that waited. It was not as if they were reminded of some pressing appointment or some devoted chores that was delegat......Read the rest...

...It was an early Christmas present I was so anxious to give it to him It was so soft and luxurious I thought how it would keep him warm With the winter months ahead Turned out he didn’t need it ......Read the rest...

...Prometheus The legendary story is still alive as stupendous force, the fire of the Gods the caring metaphor as source. The warmth of concern on which strength depends, forsaken in these days by......Read the rest...

... Live, Don’t Exist Written: by Miracle Man 11-16-2019 Sometimes due to age, I’ve found others to be officious. In refusing their help, my refusal is capricious. Help causes me to ......Read the rest...