Best Anomalous Poems

A whistling wheezing hamlet, whispering and emanating, tunes euphonic, 
In a remote isolated valley, far-flung from the abode of the temporal, 
Warbling quietly to whistle...

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While rambling like a vagabond in a seraphic poetic submersion, in a remote region, witnessed the most captivated sight ever, 
a sleeping valley rippled in...

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The azure ocean, home to the embedded enormous incomprehensible riches of mysteries and riddles,
More than the Mars, lies unfathomed, underneath the conundrum of oceanic colossal...

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As darkness absorbed in my reveries, my usual lapse accommodated itself in height of melancholy but not in this conscience. Then I found myself in...

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NO CONDEMNATION
Sometimes  I wish I can play the anonymous,  though 
am not autonomous but I've got  an anomalous result so far,
like a...

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The Empirical Veneers of Decency and Acceptance

It’s funny how perceived intelligence 
Is not necessarily a measure of true smarts 
How the genius, the barrister and...

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Dreaming drunk 
Teeth grind under the weight of 
Time;
An anomalous and vile passage 
I writhe in my own grime 
Feverish and mad, I cry to...

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Who are you
Your father's son or daughter
Or your mothers?
If you are your father's
You gotta have his surname
But if you are your mother's
Her name you don't...

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i read indulgence mid scripted words

breaking all the rules and then some,

what be greater than gutting & swallowing

uttermost concentration of language

critically consummated or otherwise,

communing within...

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Three points of ionic invisibility, drawn off the charted map
Of realism or reality, the calibrated compass spins out of 
Control, then suddenly freezing at polar...

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You are my love, my Garden of Eden,
my safe harbour in life’s hostile tempest.
The place I fold into when all things else
have left me raging...

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A dream, bad from every nook
In front of my eyes, so painful.
Eyes of mine being tearful
And petrified of the remembrance, I looked.

Deep down somewhere inside...

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For some anomalous raison d’être
       the lively in hern watch
         ...

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I thought my poem sedulous,
instead it turned out nebulous,
all who read, incredulous,
merit at best tenuous.

Its origin endogenous,
meter, rhyme preposterous,
spurious, anomalous,
muse morosely arduous.

Striving for poetical,
its words...

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The organic building of a coordinated artist
begins with reconstructing competitively clumsy LeftBrain technicians.

Whether learning to play the piano
or learning to communicate in some new language
or...

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