Best Callous Poems

“Corrosion of feelings”, the accusation said. A seal, a signature. I was a bit confused, though, when the judge, a heavyset gentleman with a kind red face, rose from his seat and cuddled me. 
- What's your last wish, son? - he asked me sweetly.
No...

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Half-truths morphed into deceit,
drowning out love's sweet refrain.
And your hopes sound the retreat;
devastated once again.

Your shattered heart lies broken;
for passion's flame flickered out.
And hurtful words got spoken;
when truths were bandied about.

A naive victim of lust;
your fantasies fell apart.
For under the cloak of trust,
time revealed a...

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What?
Why?
You're sure?
Does it hurt?
Is it worth suffers
internally screeching out among
external placed loved ones just doin' what they must do?
Or could it be that it's time to rethink internalities? Externalities, too.

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I am proud to announce I did not lie on this form.  Thank you....

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For “EARTH HOUR” we pledged  without words rearranging,
Let us try and attempt to stop things from changing
Am doing my bit as promised to myself and me,
wrote a poem on “earth hour”, published it and mailed it for reasons to see.
and  walked around to...

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Take my hand, understand, that I have infringed my brain in depth
To try to help you affix the scattered pieces you penned
Your tongue rattles like autumn leaves in a wind storm
Causing my peace to be buried in a coffin with one worm
I am past the...

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My mind pours over your callous words
Cutting into my heart like champion swords
Why oh why do you need to act the *****
Up on your high pedestal like a wicked old witch?

Was it something I'd said, or something I'd done?
Oh no, you'll do this to everyone
To...

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Callous Ears No Longer Hear

Have you ever hurt so deep inside, it was like a knife sharp pain,
So many fears, so much confusion, your thoughts you can’t contain?
Have you ever wondered why the obstacles always seem so high 
And  your desperate pleas for help...

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Why me?
The news will tell.
While shopping at the mall,
An innocent bag untended - 
Why waste a call or raise a false alarm
For that which might or might not be?
Left in unholy haste.
Preterition.
Not me!


09 Apr 2016

Member contest "Preiteration"
 1. the act of passing over or omitting...

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Thou, one who feeds thy

              Satisfaction by eating
 
Thy scruples…Callous...

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I

Until that dreadful, heart-thumping moment     
  I had been completely unaware 
     That a beautiful perfection
Such as yours could so singularly exist...
  Being in ever greater amounts of 
     Unparalleled loveliness!
And...

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Callous 

Every tiny things matter in a young world, 
and then with callous eyes, he is used to pick
days and nights as they pass him, as they pass beyond.

Sometimes he panics, fears that she’ll go away 
and he won’t feel any ache, just be watching...

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Amerikkka 
Amerikkka 
why so passive aggressive 
Let's play the 50
Allow me to break the ice 
Now check it 

I think I found my calling 
My great ancestors calling
The war horse is out of the stable 
Serving vengeance in that kitchen 
with a rusty soup ladle...

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CALLOUS ME

The very Word that giveth light
And understanding
Leaves me tonight
And sends a grievous judgment.

Oh! That I had heed Your Word
And worshipped You as God and Lord
But lo! My ways led me astray
And I have been lost from then till date

How much I despised You
And travelled...

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callous the call of 
---the LIVE persons lives to die
flesh so body yet

 spirit soul lives on
 forever decay and rot
 flesh disintegrates

flesh so body yet
---the persons lives to so die
callous the call of 


12/12/23
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2023©
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Had I never known the heat of sensual fire 
From a woman consumed with sexual need
Whose object of desire in the darkest hours 
For pleasure and gratification - was me 
I would never quite realize how empty and cold 
Are your reasons for a passionless...

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