Best Amputate Poems

Driving home one day after hours of monotonous office work,
Saw a man sitting by the road; looked as one down on his luck.
Paid small notice to the figure; my lonely life was in a rut.
He was just another beggar, holding out a shiny tin cup.

But...

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You swallow billions in cash, yet your assault strengthens,
everything with life now stands on one side against you
but your unpredictability is what gives you this audacity.
Your sarcasm and indifference to mankind
may seem to amputate medical science
but even on wheel-chairs, 
we will hold hands together, never...

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Attempting to elevate lifes being
A different class a different seeing
Activate the actions for a cause
Achieve the greatness with little loss
Elevate to that respectable class
Amputate that feeling of last
Emmatate the greatness of before
Evaluate the keeping of score
Escalate to that certain floor 
Discover the summit behind the...

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There was four of us hooked up to I V's in the preparation room. Sebatian was a young boy in his early teens; What are you in for I asked. I got hit by a car while riding my bike
they are going to amputate my...

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I have developed a temporary dislike of the things that I’ve convinced myself have been keeping you away from me. Mere substitutes that admitted to the murder of your mind.

This phone, and this 11 o’clock moon have slayed my reason’s for not just blaming your...

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Suicide, euthanasia
I never thought I’d be the one to go down like this
But I wanted to have control in the way I was sent out of this world
Instead of kept barely alive, pointless.
My parents refused to see things my way, putting up blinders to save...

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I met a proper woman in a proper pub on a Monday in Peoria. It was noon, time for lunch, and we were sitting stool to stool over very large burgers at a long mahogany bar. It curved in and out as if wind-swept and...

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There was a butcher from Elmsgate
Who drank every day to celebrate.
One tipsy day at the chopping block
He swung  his cleaver ad hoc.
Now he knows just how to amputate....

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A nice veneer
Looking solid and good;
Termites devour within


Life hazards
Venture bleeding;
More vitamin M needed


Business failure
Shocking casualties;
Bankrupted parties


Spice can smell nice
But nice can tell lies;
Sometimes a vice


Impressive bungalow
Sporty car;
Heavy in debt woes


Sad but true
Vanity masquerades;
Not the real thing


Newspaper headlines
Scandal and heartbreak;
I feel sad for you


Regrets fester
Like gangrene;
Amputate...

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ONE AGAINST MANY

A plentiful soul sits in London, England 
Parliament Square “in all weathers and with 
little protection.”

A peace campaigner, a Christian, and a father
appalled by the sanctions the West imposed
on Iraqis. 

The results were tragic 
brought death in a manifold.
Many Iraqi’s children are lost...

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Sometimes I’m so sad,		
Other times I’m just raging mad.
The gal that said she would love me forever		
Went and left me for another.

I just hate to say		
That I feel like a damn cliché.
She double-crossed me like a low-down traitor.	
As much as I would like to amputate...

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https://soundcloud.com/user-927728032/somesorrowsjustdontdrown2-by-markhallidayx

Sometimes I’m so sad,		
Other times I’m just raging mad.
The gal that said she would love me forever		
Went and left me for another.

I just hate to say		
That I feel like a damn cliché.
She double-crossed me like a low-down traitor.	
As much as I would like to amputate...

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Villanelle: The Dilemma of the Non-Violent – 5

Kings Prophets alike the Democratic State
Do/can/may use force on people they enslave
And individual rights incriminate

Oppressed peoples’ rights remain inanimate
Until some Garibaldi wields the glaive
Kings Prophets alike the Democratic State

The art of government’s how to amputate
The will of the...

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The heart is heavy, and the burden won’t be borne away, I seek the sun beyond the 
weeping moon, among the mourning stars, I seek for hope in the faces of those 
forsaken spirits, I moan silently, wailing for the diseased dream, and the rain...

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Whilst Jon-Allan was out Iraq to warfare ban, 
In 2007 he sustained an injury, rocket attack, 
So that doctors had to amputate his left arm, 
But after rehab he continued the sport’s crack. 

He’d been a weapons technician in the RAF, 
At Basra airbase, and...

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