Renegade Poems

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Renegade

Renegade prose poem

She is a renegade, it’s written in her DNA Rebellion sparkles within her lime green eyes Her blood pulsates with the urge to adventure Beyond the bland, homogenous modern culture At teenage, all girls would enjoy a little mirror-time With

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Massive Wolves

Massive Wolves prose poem

Nestled high in the Rocky Mountain Range, a mystical valley is uniquely situated. Eloquently encased by snow draped peaks. A breading ground for Hoary Marmots. Continually feeding a high spirited pack of massive wolves, is found. These massive wolves are

Lone Goat

Lone Goat prose poem

Dwelling above Lake Louise is a young Alpha mountain goat who got run out of his pack for trying to take control away from the senior Alpha mountain goat. Young Alpha mountain goat is a feisty and shaggy beast. Fearless!

The Singing Birch Tree

The Singing Birch Tree short poem

A most glorified sound emerging from the center of a winter-land amphitheater. The singing of dark crowned Juncos, radiating through the shivering dry leaves of a lonesome birch tree. clothed in the tranquility of newly fallen snow. The singing birch

Massive Wolves

Massive Wolves prose poem

Nestled high in the Rocky Mountain Range, a mystical valley is uniquely situated. Eloquently encased by snow draped peaks. A breading ground for Hoary Marmots. Continually feeding a high spirited pack of massive wolves, is found. These massive wolves are

Voices Of The Wilderness

Voices Of The Wilderness short poem

Haunting wilderness voices filtered through early morning mist On the shore of the meandering Tulameen River A renegade pack of coyotes, greet the dawning of a new day in Nature’s Pantry Ribbons of orange and gold dancing in the shifting

Infinity

Infinity short poem

Drowning in my blood the vampire had the lapse of consciousness. I embraced the night without moon. Why does it happen day in and day out? You allowed the blood sucking which was the choice for unanswering of unpleasent questions.

Charles Manson

Charles Manson short poem

darkness evokes the very fabric of his frame & gait a renegade for what he did to Sharon Tate 666 a following with Tex and the rest what was going on inside his head the walking dead tried to blame

Mask Unmasked

Mask Unmasked short poem

To become or not to become a renegade, or to die or not to die for a semi-god? These were some of the questions thrown at an incomplete script. What elevated you to a celebrity? Your hump or deep wrinkled

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Don’t Worry About Tomorrow (god Is Already There)

Don’t Worry About Tomorrow (god Is Already There) short poem

DON’T WORRY ABOUT TOMORROW GOD IS ALREADY THERE have faith of the heart and believe in the power of prayer I know there are those out there that just love to make you feel unworthy but don’t you know God

My Dad, My Soul

My Dad, My Soul long poem

It seems like he is punished Everyday when he returns from work His face drained, reflecting the fatigue of the whole day. He hardly has time to smile But I know he wants to smile When he leaves in the

True Joy

True Joy short poem

Intrigues wealth the mind As rich people others find; Coveting, out leaps the heart, Wanting for bullion and notes, Longing for money and material, Craving for gems and jewels; Having swayed by worldly charm Discouraged by one’s ostentatious terms. For

A Touch Of Romance

A Touch Of Romance short poem

My eyes behold a dream From down a rugged path Atop a hill it lights up the sky From beneath the cover of a tree I envy Wishing on an empty faith Hopelessly waiting for it to realize Only an

Perhaps

Perhaps short poem

A thought starts a fire loosening the lips. I want to scream. Between dreams and stars a sky hung with inverted moon. The desire springs a scythe but cannot cut a jellyfish of eye. A sunstroke was speechless without a

Baby Avelyn

Baby Avelyn short poem

Sweet little avelyn poo, O how I enjoy seeing you. So sweet and loving too Flowing ginger hair like her momma Prety Brown eyes so capturing Growing and learning more everyday Climbing and talking more than yesterday Little mini mouse

Hell Within

Hell Within short poem

It’s almost like one side of my brain is fine, but the other drifts off And i have to catch it before it gets to loose Thst it starts reaching out to hell. There’s a constant battle going on inside

Dream World

Dream World long poem

All those romantic moments washed away in my flood of tears In a moment I got up from slumber dreading this horrific dream In that darkness of night I struggled to get back my sleep Sans sleep I waited endlessly

Winter Rose

Winter Rose short poem

If you were but to sate the fear of loneliness in my heart Would you let me drink the smile from your eyes? Would you stir the sleepiness in mine While I spend all the dark days Ignoring that particular

Anemia

Anemia short poem

A sage plant scrambles for the mob, walking out of bed and begs for a death. The adolescence had become graphic. Do you agree with the splurge of moonlight under the street light? The unborn stink was hovering after the

Unfinished Drama

Unfinished Drama short poem

Now I have decided to break the chain; have no more desire to love the rain- if you ever again, want to hold me tight, you got to defeat me, in my own fight! I won’t let you forget the

Thank You

Thank You short poem

Do I appreciate your effort Effort that someone can’t give Do I need to consider all your sacrifies Sacrifies that I didn’t deserve I care for you But, this is not enough Enough to care and loving you Think that

Missing You

Missing You long poem

You don’t know how happy I am, When I first saw you. You cradled me in your arms, And said the words I love you. The day I took my first walk, I saw the happiness in your face, You

What Makes Me Cry

What Makes Me Cry short poem

When the storm blew away the roof of an old couple. It makes me cry When a husband leave behind his wife and son. It makes me cry When a frustrated mother starts drinking. It makes me cry When a

I Will Recover

I Will Recover ballad

Heart broke down to pieces Leaving behind reminiscence searching for those ashes Which now can be seen !! I just loved you to the moon You left my heart with wound The patch that can’t be covered My heart will

Forever Hidden

Forever Hidden short poem

There is a sense of forever that’s hidden in your eyes. A sense that no matter how much time will pass. A promise that no matter how random the thought. That somehow, you will always be there. That same funny

The Morning Melody

The Morning Melody short poem

I hear everyday a 10 bits song, every morning, I wake up with the musical alarm of clock- it sounds as “Ding Dong Dong.” “Tweet”, “Tweet”- birds come out from nest with early dawn’s knock! With clucking and crowing of

Yorkshire Heaven

Yorkshire Heaven ballad

Yorkshire is a land of valleys a land of marriage of cliff and sea, Yorkshire is a land of the future a land of yesterday, a land of the free. A chimney, a watermill churning the mix should you prove

A Simple Guy

A Simple Guy short poem

I love being simple. Being simple is not a choice. A choice is totally yours. I love a simple woman. A simple woman that can make me smile. Her smile that captures my heart and mind. I will not like

The Wind Can Dance

The Wind Can Dance prose poem

I know it’s easier to catch a breeze or two, once we have been around the bend We should take the time to watch the leaves among the trees every now and then We should take a moment to smell

The Higgledy-piggledy Nun

The Higgledy piggledy Nun short poem

From the higgledy-piggledy house Came Sister Andre the nun, Who dreamed of having a spouse So she could have more fun. She told her secrets to a field mouse That she also wanted a son, So she packed her blackest

Deep Sleep

Deep Sleep short poem

She can barely walk after a gruesome day at work There are bruises on her forehead, her knees looks like they hurt Her face looks pale and her smile has gone grim Her hands look wrinkled, her hair badly needs

Mother

Mother short poem

Simple as a thought, even though she is complicated, like a jigsaw puzzle… Hard like diamond, yet soft like wool, deep within… She is different, even though she is, a common human like us… Her lustrous black hair, and sparkling

Fear Of The Dark

Fear Of The Dark prose poem

When black ink spills across the sky The time when ravens roam the heavens When the mythical beast gobbles up the sun Robbing me of the light I need to survive It becomes too dark for my preference. Pitch-black, that

Life as we know it or do we?

Life as we know it or do we? short poem

Have you ever experienced the sweetness of nothing and exhaustion of everything? Have you laughed so much that your urge to cry grew stronger? Have you dealt with sleepless nights bothered by nothing in particular and everything in general and

The Caste And Abuse

The Caste And Abuse short poem

Casting aspersion on caste is like digging one’s own Grave For we know not why we have come but we know for sure where we are destined to Go When the coffin doesn’t differentiate who you are Why do you

He is flowering

He is flowering short poem

His sadness is flowering into something so beautiful, Those who utter its name will burst into an ecstasy of butterflies, His emptiness is ripening into a fruit that is so full, Those who touch it will arrive beyond the gate

Rain

Rain short poem

Oh brutal incessant rain! When you’re gonna wanna stop? Shame that you kept this wussy weakling busy with mop. All day long, You might think that you’re so efficacious, But now hey you’re more than enough. Cliché is that you

Fate

Fate short poem

Born as female child much against their wish makes the parents reconcile to their fate Me lagging behind in studies in spite of my best efforts make parents feel like salt added to their wound and they start cursing their

The Redundant

The Redundant short poem

In a temple without god, They performed a cryptcastration on a colossus, targeting a total annihilation, and liquidation of a beautiful saga. And then, layer by layer unspeakable pain was released. Nobody looked at my red eyes. Half dead, half

Ray

Ray short poem

Though almost our eleventh hour, Though its our darkest hour, Before the sun shines, There must be darkness Before we hear the chirping birds Or the see the beauty dawn, Its after coldest hour That we may see the light