Best Acerbic Poems

Through shadowed trails beneath the moon’s cold stare.
     Its Amber gaze: a burden hard to bear.
This feathered prize found peace in my gut
     No slumber dreamt; no answer could I get.

Eurasian owl with orbs of liquid flame
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We harvested the grapes in late autumn	
when ripeness of love was at its best,			
but deceit in the time of maturing		
changed the passion to wrath and unrest.	

Acerbic vinegar replaced sweet wine 	
and richness of flavour ceased to be mine.	
Betrayed was the pledge of a tender vine.	

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I have just scratched the surface of my latent hatred
Of my blind, awe-inspiring, narcissistic, misanthropic, vehement self
In Flames draws it
As, I believe, Nightwish will
There is so much power here, my heart is stone.
But inside, oh how is it acerbic!
Corrosive, burning
It burns! I feel… the burn

It...

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My Small Brown Dog I see so quite brown ever so furry rather shiny domestic dog;
rather brown domestic dog decidedly kind;
Positively shiny clear, good, hairy
All sharp keen whiskers, tranquil beard;
Polite hands Bow-Wow what??



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my presence was needed
the announcement echoed thru hospital halls
which meant the medical team assembled
but that kind of expertise
was not why i was called
my lot in this equation, a signature
i was in another room in a discussion
MIT graduate, engineering, solid atheist
we were discussing the concept of...

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The muddy water creek-ing along pines
meandering, windless scene
absurd, acerbic, honed.
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individually rugged
aggressively passive
acerbic wit....

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Voices that whisper into morbid ears
Appealing as a siren they lure you
Tell you lies that feed you along
Make you a puppet from your own will
Pulling your strings back and forth
Making you sway in longing
Voices that tell you…
What’s wrong is right.
What’s right is wrong.
Faces that contort...

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The Hyper-Logos of Good Living  

A poem about how to live a more balanced and harmonious life inspired by Ancient Greek Wisdom

Avoid being vicious and malevolent,
Instead, be magnanimous and benevolent.
Express, in myriad ways, your goodness
And be polemic and quixotic in your kindness.

Let your friendship...

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Phoenix and Phoenicia

They had both been victims of their own sad minds stories lost told and untold
narratives to be re-authored livid experience lived in silence meaning smeared in
crusted mud slung in terminal slots shots executed by travesty of dire pyres cloven
free erroneous fall hanging on...

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Contemplative, taciturn
Willing to commit
An immutable zeal to learn
Endowed with acerbic wit
Endless potential
But having few outlets, to express it
Seemingly aloof or deferential
Unintentionally causing pain
Coming off inconsequential
An indelible stain
Easily misunderstood
Without composure refrained...

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This is poetry for us all when you can’t find the words.


Acerbic, angry, awful is this poems dream.
Bad, boring, balderdash are its major themes.
Childish, contemptuous, cynical to the last;
Daft, dizzy, desultory meanings that are vast.

Egregious, extemporaneous and extra bad,
Foolish, futile, fantasy, that's pretty sad.
Garish, grotty,...

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Words Can Be
A Barricade Or Bridge
Written: by Miracle Man
5/13/2020

Words become as brushstrokes on a painters palette,
spread as paint, at the volition of the artist.
Whether smooth, colored, sincere, or acerbic,
Those intended to hurt are always the tartest.

All words have power to be barricade or bridge,
we dispense...

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Celeb


No sooner does a Celeb opens his closed lips
Than eager pens poise to ooze ink from tips!
Such is the woe and pain for my brother Caleb
Who’s a reviled, demeaned and stalked Celeb!!

Whatever he utters is perceived as controversy
While ruthless stalking gives Caleb no privacy?!
With garrulous...

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Why die so soon when there is so much to see?
so much to learn and someone to be
Why cry over words thrown out by an acerbic tongue, 
why hang yourself up when there are so many discoveries to be done?
why exacerbate your wounds just because...

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