Best Chop Off Poems

Nothing savored Nothing cherished
Chewing wood, spitting silk 
Hating every creeping moment
till darkness lowers and laps at my toes
Blessed darkness gives me a cave 
where I may retreat from all hateful, glossy life -
oblivion with eyes wide open 
Monumental sorrow grinds my guts to dust
Hopelessness, a...

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Men and women in blue,
I write this in honor of you.
How you can even leave your
husband or wife?
When a bullet from organized 
madmen might take your life?

I have no such courage!
Don't Americans understand?
You are there for their safety!
All of you would aid us right
away, you...

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A true Nigerian is brave like the Lion,
He is courageous, hospitable and kind.
He never shies away from responsibilities;
In his hearts of heart he controls all within him.
Through faith, he moves without stopping;
Even when there are many road blocks, he conquers.



A true Nigerian is patriotic and...

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Gluttony
October 8, 2014 at 3:15am


GLUTTONY

(Halloween poem)

Greed is the glutton 
that impales the mind, 
heart,stomach and soul.

it consumes the eyes.
shuts down the mind
The stomach swells- 
The heart is numb. 
It be then,empathy fails.

No mercy for self 
take more than you need
The bulging eyes react.
With grimy hands,
Evil...

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If you gonna hurt me 
dont hurt me like this
paralyze me a hug
kill me with a kiss
Burn me with passion and 
and drown me with with love
without you in my life im just a vegetable cant move
and if i cant have you might as well...

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religious police
arrest Muslim fast breakers -
no faith, no excuse

drink sharia tea?
"faith not works lest man should boast"
Jonestown Kool-Aid bro!

tea party leadership -
black man likes it, we hate it,
no thinking required

knee jerk politics
chop off nose to spite your face
mostly just jerks though

right to life, my right?
right...

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Julia, the thought police heard every word we’ve said.
There is a chopper near the window to chop off our head.
I believe we are just as good as dead.
There was a television screen hidden behind the picture on the wall.
Big brother was watching and listening to...

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She could smell the scent of the other woman on him.  A sickening             musty, sweet smell.

     She wanted to lunge at him  and snatch out his cheating...

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When I see grass that’s green I wish was pink,
Soft to the touch in cotton-candy land;
Where eyes are never afraid if they blink,
Snow will steal summer and chop off its hand, 
So that when I stumble warmth picks me up,
And wraps shame in satin cushioned...

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When I am broke
I write a poem
I make myself the hero
In my poem, nobody can stop me
Out, I hop from my S-Class Benz 
Into my waiting Lamborgini to my private airstrip
That car is sleek and comfy, one in a million
My chopper I enter and chop...

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LAURELS TO GREEN.


Mum has prepared an avacado jam,
green tints in chroma highlight the campus,
a stoll dyed in artichoke green is on my shoulder,
gala time with friends in green,we hang around in green,
Myrtle plants rejoice..Yeah! festive time,St Patricks Day,
Spring ,my guest has arrived,
glad tidings it has...

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Step forward step forward you peasant you.
Time to chop off your head and lay you to bed, six feet under is where you will be 
all because you dropped my Danish on me!...

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Dear Son!
The little opportunity given to a monkey to wear cloths, does not guarantee it to join the dinning table,
You must honour whosoever that comes on your way.



Dear Son!
Girls are like mangoes, while you are waiting for them to be ripe, others are eating them...

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They said I'm a chip off the old block, but I'd never budge an inch
For it is of nature to bear the semblance of the one from whom you proceed
For it is blood to blood, nothing escaping
 For that's nature's will
All we can do is...

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When I see grass that’s green I wish was pink,
Soft to the touch in cotton-candy land;
Where eyes are never afraid if they blink,
Snow will steal summer and chop off its hand, 
So that when I stumble warmth picks me up,
And wraps shame in satin cushioned...

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