Best Bastardized Poems

A simple god so slender and symbolic
having a one way onslaught in his approach
and toiling with the master-class of the game
to revolutionize an entire country away from his.
He bastardized his inheritance of stiffness and a crunch system
To transmit the pleasure of a video game to...

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Bundle of rules elongating the short distance between a problem and its solution
Unnecessary layers compulsorily placed on a mounted ladder with very few steps
Road expectedly smooth and direct is created with uneven stones and many bends
Every step is an independent process making the system tiring...

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			Stock

Lines derail trains made from stern stock
    shunting worsted words in wagons to and fro
cabins depleted by looters piled on dock
    signals distressed faces not any more  

	forefathers shape not their twisted progeny
	when foremothers shunt them out of...

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She recall her day when she sat by the window
And saw the defiled sky to brace up on with spiritual phantasm
Of some demonic begrudges – amassing and making
The flushing spirit of the late evening merriments and bichrome realism.
 
She beshrewed the iniquity rushing by, but...

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Undiscovered poets hear me, to PH draw near, 
This just might be a good chance for your views to ring clear.

An email address you need to get up and running, 
Huge monkeys it‘s said could really write something stunning.

So grab paper and pen, come as...

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WAS IT WHAT IT WAS?

It was a time of temperance for a temper tamed
It was a time when, on beauty, was mournfulness and belligerence blamed
It was a time when a recently birthed masterpiece was smudged
It was a time for a liar to finally be judged
While...

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THROUGH THE STORM...

Strange fruits no longer hang
from trees; they’re boxed and stored:
seeds left behind lie rotting in blood soaked streets.
Yet we have overcome the poverty of spirit
and still march in solidarity with a world imbued 
with the blankets of fear and bleak confusion of purpose.

Today,...

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I write in the cuneiform stylings of the Sumerian
But, somehow, this system won't allow my brand of hieroglyphics
To print out
So, sadly, I must communicate through this jumbled network of characters
And, therefore, I will speak as clearly as this form allows...

The civilizations that have lived eons...

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LET THEM CLAIM THE BLAME

I could blame it on befriending a bastardized crowd
The raucous, rambunctious, rowdy and the loud
I could invent and explain excuses exquisite in exactitude and fact    
But they may all be ones I’d be forced one day to redact

I...

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ERRANTLY ERRANT

There once be a pair
They met in a park
In the darkness of despair
And suddenly a spark

But an errant flame this would turn out to be
Alas, a lady’s lad and  a lovely lass to see
‘twas on a night two wouldst come to agree
Each wouldst...

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LET THEM CLAIM THE BLAME

I could blame it on befriending a bastardized crowd
The raucous, rambunctious, rowdy and the loud
I could invent and explain excuses exquisite in exactitude and fact    
But they may all be ones I’d be forced one day to redact

I...

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ERRANTLY ERRANT

There once be a pair
They met in a park
In the darkness of despair
And suddenly a spark

But an errant flame this would be
Alas, a lady’s lad and a lovely lass
‘twas on a night two wouldst agree
Each to decree and agree to walk on hot rocks...

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ERRANTLY ERRANT

There once be a pair
They met in a park
In the darkness of despair
And suddenly a spark

But an errant flame this would be
Alas, a lady’s lad and a lovely lass
‘twas on a night two wouldst agree
Each to decree and agree to walk on hot rocks...

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We had been under its grip for days. The truck swerved from lane to lane as it sped through the dark. She was screaming mess of anger and pain. Our shattered pieces had always fit together well.
We shared the same bed of broken glass. Neither...

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She stalks the hall of graffiti red,
bare legs and platform shoes, 
and she ties her shirt in such a way
as to best accentuate her boobs

 her hair's a mess, 
smudged makeup dress,
and lipstick sticks on bottle tips,
cause she's she's she's...
 
drinking in the bathtub,
taking pictures...

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