Best Backed Into A Corner Poems

Errors on Putins bungled invasion are beginning to show
As this obscene war progresses, his loss list will grow
He thought rolling in his tanks, it would take but a day
But the west is supporting Ukraine and will make him pay.

The Ukrainians are proud people and will...

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The US Election Blues

Two heavyweight fighters
standing in a ring
who’ll make it to The White House
who’ll get the final swing?
Drink, till it’s all over
take a round the world cruise
I’ve got the transatlantic
no hope US election blues.

I feel sorry for the voters
disillusioned and depressed
who wish the warring...

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hy does my skin feel so cold
A stray thought
resting on my lonely mind
The feeling of warmth 
fleeting, vanished along with the rolling clouds
Is this supposed to be a paradise
or a living nightmare
Once the shadows part ways
here arrives the swift sense of victory
only to see failure...

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You can look the other way, say you did not see a thing
Do not want to get involved, let the other guy do it
Beside you have to many other things to do
You want to hear the music, but you don't want to sing
If backed into...

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It's all smoke and mirrors,
Cocooned in magenta mascara and lavender lace,
The ever-elusive ivory stag now backed into a corner,
Delighting in an artificial solitude's icy embrace,
Brandishing a jaw of pearls to sheathe the dagger up her sleeve,
A being without mortal anchors but free as the cosmos,
An...

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i used to know love
take her out and tell her how i feel
promise the world 
over the moon
laughing into a sunset
Televisions for mirrors
best and amazing dripping on every kiss
sugar down the funnel

i worshipped the idea
of you

release the doves

backed into a corner i
gave away nothing my...

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Dark clouds rise in the skies with the high pitch
of loud thunder
Even the old to the young can't escape the destruction
of society's outrageous plunder.
Shredded clothes, 
Aching bones, 
and ripped souls leaves physical impressions of a 
story untold.
Desperation of ejaculation
Thrusting in penetration
With dismal elation from unwanted...

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NEXT QUEET
10-18-2015 by jr Thornton
“Did you mean all those?
All the ones built to hurt.”
Is there form, plan, or purpose?
To those devices
To the bridge connecting
Was it intention to make sure it has burnt?

Maliciously never-ending
Devoid of way with no more choices
Backed into a corner
Rabidly defending a broken...

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Penelope’s in a hopeless quandary, backed into a corner.
She enjoyed the flirt of youth. Had no one warned her?
She rejected freedom of reflection. ‘Who’s she? ...not a saint.’
Penelope painted on her face, mirror-perfection - faithfully quaint.
Platinum blonde tresses, like a fisherman’s net, she caught men.
Each...

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Seventy thousand years and we are still fighting over religion.... Not the best 
image to hold anything up to and then praise
I can only tell u pieces of this mystery my soul tells me again and again
Of why the world is like this
Revolving around the...

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Deep within the confines of my mind, I play a game with Death itself
The pieces set, black against white, the game played a thousand times before
I move the pawns to block the enemy line, and I feel a tinge of empathy
The pawn and I, so...

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The experts were angry at first, but by the time they thought to invite me to the party all three were livid.
Three men were backed up on three walls, bodies crossed, minds set, angry faces, helping not a bit.
I took a deep breath, knowing it...

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THE MEDIA SHOUTS AND CLAIMS.
THERE'S ONLY ONE WAY OUT.
I AND MANY OTHERS,
SEEM TO HAVE SERIOUS DOUBTS.

POLITICAL PRISONERS VS.
POLITICAL SLAVES.
WITH THEIR UNENDING MANDATES
WAVE AFTER WAVE.

WITH NO PROOF OR EVIDENCE
AND NO RESEARCH FILES.
TO UNCOVER, 
THE NAKED TRUTH
WILL TAKE US QUITE A WHILE.

IMPLEMENTATION
OF PANIC AND FEAR.
CREATED THE CHAOS
BOTH...

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Run all you want you won’t get away.
Keep chasing your tail, same stuff different day.

Backed into a corner – cower and moan, you’ve blocked yourself - scream- deny all 
you can.
But you’ve done the deeds and there’s blood on your hands.

Cry all you can, til...

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Meow...

I owe you an apology. Many apologies. 
I'm sorry for blocking you. 
I'm sorry for not being there.
I'm sorry for not being ready.  
I'm sorry for everything. 
It's my fault. All of it. 
I'm sorry I left. I'm sorry my life was incomplete without...

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