Best Barricading Poems

Dragon Anguish

Adam clenched his fists attempting to block his senses
from the growing growls that hammered against his rib cage.
The thousands of millenniums he had lived barricading his heart
from all worldly emotions.

Adam looked up at the daunting sky to flaunting dark clouds
creep overhead. He breathed in...

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Books are portal like door, 
Which takes me to the ocean and centuries to centuries, 
I become tired, 
The books tell me that I am not alone, They are in my heart.

But my mother believes that
It is not okay for girls reading too much, 
The...

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My nerve cells are ceasing my thoughts 
My breath is barricading my life
My limbs are trembling 
My heart is hovering in fear

Oh mommy!  I am being victimized by me. 

The earth is sinking under me 
The sky is falling over my head
The compressive strength...

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fallen leaves peppers
barricading passages
in across the grounds
leaves spiral pin wheel fly round
children's delight performance

11/13/2022...

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WHITE SHADOW
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Cornered in opalescence
No walls to be found
The abyss its residence
The address unknown

Its countenance clear
As frozen solid stone
Collaged in aqueous blue
Painted misty gray

Its irridescence seen
But presence unseen
Epitomizes the trace
Of a fallible illusion
Portray as fumes of
Charcoal colored flames

Steams of vaporous smoke
Swim the swarms of air
Bounding deep...

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I’m too tired to tell another story 
About the pangs of reality 
of my barricading delusions 
and my spontaneous God given days 

A long wait ;A fat fate
A nine day wonder that forever lay in yonder.
I’m bled out of verve ;high on adrenalin 
I hated...

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I have stopped dreaming about the dilapidating person,
And began to open the vital eyes of the forlorn reality,
Yet, if you observe the time’s dimension in milliseconds
Then you would realise the existence of dark shadows,
Lurking to fish ancient chaste villages for Today’s Special*,
Headlines switching from the...

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My disability builds high brick walls
Barricading the bright parts of my brain
My disability holds the inner woman hostage
While the little girl is left to run
My disability sets fire to my fears
Flames of anger and jealousy consume me

My disability prevents me from living on my own
With...

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Reheated road
Reheated road retired by moving pandemonium,
Altercating, bitching, clamoring and demanding 
sluggishly set forward 
Birds and flies dispersed towards different directions
Their infuriate cry overspread the moving commotion 

Against the riot the power standing 
highly fortified, uniformed with stars 
Attentively antagonized, barricading with iron bars ...

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I listen because Sound is not dead, but living.

I listen because I hear life through a variety of sounds. Sounds shout, cry, sing, soothe, provoke, and sometimes even pause. 

I don’t listen when sound is compromised, influenced, beaten, killed (to crush silence), overwhelming or even...

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Human lives are so sporadic
Especially when you're an addict
Addicted to spitting blood straight through the static
The days are so emphatic
The nights are so erratic
Keep an eye over your shoulder 'cause nothings automatic
The story's so enigmatic
A brief moment you're ecstatic
The next, you're barricading yourself up in...

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What’s lost can’t be found,
        what’s old can’t be familiar.
Sincerity freely reeks-
             crimson tears run down my cheeks.

Breathing became breathless and my lungs
became empty from the...

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They Don't Know

As the dawn parades its certainty of luminous day,
They thought the day is the same,
They see the smiles of the birds,
Swirls of the sweet morning air,
But malice rapes and pollutes the harmony,
They thought they knew it,
The perfect days of their blindness,
The blurred reality...

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Totems in the sky, they deaden the night
Barricading the stars, no sign of light
Clouds of grey, quickly bringing dismay
A message from above; will this be the day
I pray for the sun to chase them away
I beg them to leave, but they chose to stay
Moving sluggishly,...

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I gently beckon inspiration
for dalliance with mother tongue
English Language, each
singular lettered manifestation
familiar to yours truly symbolized
by panoply, sans twenty six letters,

whereby this patient scrivener
luxuriates, when writer's block
yields sudden gush,
nee burst of creativity
dissolving impenetrable wall
mental log jammed impasse,

discourages literary ambitions
dashed exerted forcefulness
'pon cerebral terra incognita
counterproductive grip...

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