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Best Atrabilious Poems


Love Bug
When everything starts going awry
No qualms in acceding to a special mortal, no matter how grouchy

All gospels on controlling sentiments go down the drain
Blessed and cursed simultaneously like an ounce of hydration in a desert of sand

Seemingly the only logical thing
Belies all the comments on...

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Categories: atrabilious, beautiful, deep, growing up,
Form: Rhyme
August Alliteration
After July abdicates, august August arrives,
and the year advances, as annually agreed. 
After assessing alternative alternatives and accords,
as anticipated, no other affirmative alternative is advanced. 
Actually August is always an annual actuality, affably accepted
as amicable and always awaited ardently, as July avidly absconds!
Anxiously active actions...

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Categories: atrabilious, august,
Form: Alliteration
Balloons
Colorfully happy, shining bright balloons
Cloud the atmosphere of my head 
And make atrabilious clouds invisible. 
Make them more divisible, and 
I love them -- 
-- dearly.

A million lights in my head, 
I am in love with nature's song. 
conceiving the green, green grass of life,...

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Categories: atrabilious, allegory, love,
Form: Bio

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Cheers
Cheers,
To all the darksiders,
The ones with cold heart,
Dull, Desolate, Dejected,
To the ones whose lives have fallen apart.
Cheers,
To the most beautiful souls,
They are not atrabilious,
Nor are they asunder,
They are people ,
whose lives have fallen prey to a thunder.
Cheers, 
To time being erratic,
Cheers, to the day, 
The...

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Categories: atrabilious, 12th grade, dark, deep,
Form: Free verse
Despair
Wandering away from the empyrean
regions, my atrabilious soul, like
a Cimmerian, now dwell in 
a realm of perpetual darkness
engulfed in an aeonian gloom....

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Categories: atrabilious, depression,
Form: Free verse
Gone
He puffs in the nightly brume
His noctambulous proclivity
He calls it, a force of habit
Something automatic
Tonight is especially morbid
Atrabilious even
As he hunches gaunt
Over her headstone
That has grown verdant
Of many a night waxed lachrymose
The midnight wind is severe
A morbid creak fills his ears
He calls it his familiar
His...

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Categories: atrabilious, bereavement, men, mental health,
Form: Free verse




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