Best Castigation Poems

The protests are written from the busy pen
of the one whose thoughts are quite driven
yet she cries "foul" like a rumple feathered hen
when the thoughts...

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Not allow politics to pollute the populace
With issues like regionalism and language 
Permit free movement of men and goods
Connect the country with tree-lined roads.

Deal ruthlessly...

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As exemplary as a High Priest
and consecrated as a Temple's Inner Chamber.
Respected amongst his colleagues,
reverenced by His subordinates,
distinguished, honorable and set apart.

Then came the moment...

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Darkness consumes me
Corrupted thoughts take over
Soul becomes hollow
Self castigation occurs
Tears of blood destroys all hope...

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These days, when He watches her, she unconsciously moves 
               ...

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My guitar was my respite,
My solace and identity
Without it I fell,
So lonely and empty,
If only you were here,
To evaporate my tears,
I would be whole again,
And...

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As i breathe, in my conquered castle left with no rusty dime
   I might be of no value than a stinking body
Lying with...

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Let us put on humility,
Even being on center stage; 
Remain meek and modest amid
Honor, glory, praise, and prestige.

Meekness may elicit picture
Of someone saying 'I was...

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To honor the Mother America, our men and women in uniform 
upheld our nation’s colors still hanging from the ruined eagle’s nest, 
though it is...

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the bittersweet silent story of my life age
fifty and nine automatically rebroadcast 
     in indelible (yet never washed out) beige
indistinguishably linkedin,...

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There he stands outstretched arms that offer relief
Causing our weary hearts to yearn and strive for a little more.
Always a little more.
The glittering jewels of...

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Catharsis

Cataracts of delusion have served cancerous purpose
Camouflage of disrespect is consequently crumbling 
Cascades are waiting to be embraced in compassion
Curious rapids appear on the craving...

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When Moses came back down
With his tablets and inscriptions
He left some lying around
With some critical prescriptions

Continued at eleven
Not to stop the count on fingers
If you...

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Orange

This now time is a gift to graft a moment
In the mist,
Or how in the midst of circumstance;
Such volatility brews this even stance to render;
balance...

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When We Decorate Our House With Stuff
We Don’t Go Get Nothing  Hideous
It’s A Natural, Stage of Selection
To Want To Get As Close, as Can...

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