Replicate Poems - Poems about Replicate

...Can your prayers not take flight, Try the darkness in absence of light, Pitch so dark you can only see thought, Now begins what needs to be taught, Resonance of the pitch you need to replicat......Read the rest...

...The creator stepped back from the painting realizing that he had shaped something outrageously perfect. Slowly he understood that all else now would be just a prelude or a footnote to this. T......Read the rest...

...To behold an individual’s artistic creation is to see their heart and soul displayed, raw to the world. How selfless and valiant to bare all of oneself through whichever medium your hands have chosen......Read the rest...

...It all sparks off With the mention of the park Her white tail twirling Relishing the renewal Of her communion with nature Her contact with her ancestral past Then off to the park in the car ......Read the rest...

...bird-speak is inexplicably complicated I try to imitate it, but unsuccessfully it is impossible without a beak a mouth cannot replicate these sounds I dare not try to decipher their meaning with......Read the rest...

... Summer falls into Autumn's falling leaves, a color contrast of reds, yellows, browns, oranges, and purples in the breeze All falling floating down from the trees to replenish the earths soil i......Read the rest...

...Trapped in handcuffs that is your fury, you sentence me to where we first met; no further investigation for you make up the jury. Justify my rights to be countered into a threat. Leave me t......Read the rest...

...Through Jaded Eyes you see the world, and everything in view. But see you weren’t like this when I finally had found you. It sucked you in, this monster, and it caused the world to pause. ......Read the rest...

...I have never been able to hide from the fact that I am black Because the world won’t let me Because of the judgment it has placed The color of my skin is black but I am brown What is black ......Read the rest...

...As innocence receives the mark of man a war is waged in silent turpitude. It seeps within the solace of the land erasing all in morbid solitude. For any souls so deemed to be unfit are subjects ......Read the rest...

...Hunchbacked in a room, typing electric spells of doom, breathing out fire, an alchemy of pain, suffering and desire. Filtered beauty but oh, beneath, lies green skin and poisonous teeth, with cl......Read the rest...

...Every day I spoke to Amelia Lane The voice of my very dear sister And although her words gave me great pain I always had to be with her She lit up a room, filled my TV screen My wife glanced a......Read the rest...

...If only you could see me, like the way I see you.. I've been around a long time, I have an insight view. Your journey has been long, and full of ups and downs.. I know.. because I've been here.. I......Read the rest...

...I like my soup fresh. Not that stuff from cans or dried-up in packets. Soup needs time to simmer ... Releasing savory ingredients from around the world That recipes intend to convey. Impossible ......Read the rest...

...We know the dire story of Jekyll and Hyde Where a man’s potion made his nature divide. In real life, it’s not easy to separate Ourselves like eggs and potatoes on a plate. If man is made ......Read the rest...