Best Blain Poems

I break my back bone to cultivate your life,
Your life, I mean your daily rice,
The  rising sun never wakes me,
I am already on the field saying Good morning,
When my fingers dig with axe and sickle,
My Earthworm friends greet and wiggle,
The scent of rain ,...

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My heart is alleviated,
Wishing that it was all a dream,
Hoping to wake up soon,
From this nightmare,
Nothing else matters to me, 
I left all left behind,
Looking at your eyes bright,
Staring at me,
Feeling the deepest pain,
Yet comes another day with full of rain,
My heart is empty and...

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He fell one stormy midnight clear,
His feet upon his head,
He deaf of mouth and blind of ear,
All purple, green and red.

He dined politely on a rose,
Then with a speckled hen,
He quickly drew himself a nose,
And put it on again.

He paid the hen all shiny pound,
Then...

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I.

The night hangs heavy in this room.
Only dead-folk live here now,
Except me: my eye-fires burn - 
Angers, regrets, remorses turn

Lazy circles, dancing silent
In bodies of these dead-folk
They have stolen.  What right have they?
I – I bid them go; they stay.

II.

There’s nothing for it, nothing...

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Mfs speak the same story.
Trophey kids right?
We settle for the same glory.
Statistics growing up.
We've never seen the same jury.
But no father growing up.
Excuses be the same cornies.
Living life asking why he didn't want us.
Way before Fresh Prince even played a part among us.
But as a...

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Defiance

Chained, detained like a primitive animal caged, enraged. 
Jabbed, stabbed with finely sharpened venomous barbs, scarred.
Bled, fed nothing but hatred seasoned with dull puns, shunned. 
Blackened, beaten as ear-piercing cacophonous screams teem.
Laughing, spitting blood; my spirit is lividly awoken, unbroken.
Distressed, testing the restraints I vigorously...

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I hear the thunder,
He yells of the pain,
That creeps into his soul,
With blotches and blain,


The lighting strikes,
Leaving his mark in the grass,
where will he go next?
Never to return to a already touched path,

Rain splashing unto grey stones,
Drowning us with her sorrow,
Showering us with her agony,
And...

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Sleep deprived,
Feeling all the raindrops set off by the slightest 
Welcome to bad weather 
This thing called my life
Never been one to contemplate suicide
But damn if it doesnt feel like i live a lie

Let me tell you a story
One supposed to come with glory
But inside...

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I felt a painful blain, during the feverish slackening of repeating rain
The pain far worse than a usual swell, reminds me how it rains in hell
If the drops could not perish from their comfort zone, my wound would want to make a moan

More than a...

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~ Homage to Walt Sing Matt Tilde ~

The art of the
     "FAKE" deal (according
     to Walt Dizzy Take a Knee Sing
     Matt Tilde) once again
as oft iterated in previous poems,
   ...

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The poet wished to cry out loud
And vent the slithering pain
Yet void in his sinking heart 
Won't let him flee this blain.

The pen then oozed in torrid red
To scribe 'bout the hovering gloom 
Yet mind feared to find the words
Which would write the poet's doom.

If...

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Comes again

The hills surround the green summer grain
A tractor passed us on the muddy lane
A field mouse scampers as I hear the coming train
A sky of blue as I look up to see a jumbo jet plane
A church bell rings out as to us its...

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Examinations is like a blain – 
It is like a teacher with a cane;
Rules and decrees do clearly lain
To discourage us purpose main.
We are made scared and wane
Many a times makes us insane
Brain is trained by it to strain.
Exams are, for students, like sprain
In which...

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At first the pain was too damn bad
to say that I would live
Until the chance to add some more
came knocking on to give

And I would say of course for sure
I certainly need more
And respect the need to want and blow
my mind to add to horror

So...

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