Best Crassness Poems

Her legacy, a carnage littered place. 
A crassness hidden by a comely face. 
How many roles she played to such acclaim
The naive lovers crushed with cool disdain. 

Such cruelty, in order to succeed, 
Disguised by gifted wit to mask her greed. 
When front doors opened,...

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Darkness lies behind the locked gate
Vastness is what’s beyond the wall
Crassness delves into my longed soul
Fondness it makes a great heart call

Key to the gate I have in hand
Magically I’ll enter heaven
Hopefully I’ll hold the threshold
Tenderly I see what’s given

To the center, here’s the fountain
Blue...

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Is there a memo motionless meaning that co considers
the let me know not the in between time of soul space that swells
spit in time and all things youless and common/uncommon in a new raw
omniplural potpourri vs a humnopre-salient cap-able anti
impractical public a anonoymous -----let it...

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There is a vile brutality to love
A beauty in sufferin & disease
There is a tinkerin madness
An eternity to fleetin seasons
We find a wholeness in lack
A lack in imagined perfection
There is hymnal in the hades
And a vex in the paradise
We feel the burden of love
The crassness...

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SHOCKING!!!!!!!! WHAT? THAT?


Bad taste?
They know not what is at stake
They do as they please
Then later beg for forgiveness
A right sin
And a dismal business

Nothing is shocking anymore
To thump each other
They go to the extremes of bad taste
The exotic of the past
Is now the mundane of today

To...

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The dead is blowing hisses with their thin whistle 
Swallowing the metal, the sound and the supposed terror 
Flying in a backward spiral permeating through minute touches
Of infinite displacement among lost consciousness

My death is not on this day
My death is  my reluctance 
To stop...

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The Odour of Excess.

Sitting together,
smiling benignly,

sipping coffee,
flaked with 24-carat gold-leaf shavings,

their empty souls,
always on the prowl,

to sate,
the latest cravings.

"sell all your jewellery, and give to the poor",
revolutionary words, uttered by His son,
Jesus of Nazareth.

Well, we all know what became of him,
when we see God's Sacrificial...

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Growth should be the ultimate criterion,
nucleus and kernel of every annual pledge,
for myself and other people who might gain,
from a heartfelt commitment such as mine,
that monumental new year down the clock aptly named,
global village stepping stone infused with razzmatazz,
celebrities whose sugar candy script relayed world...

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we're going all the way down the road of fate      
Well-being depends on a collective plate.  
Our souls are laden with sorrow and debate,     
And we are always aspiring to be great.   
Futile...

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Ecstasy gone 
Sun fades, embracing darkness,
Cradling the madness

Rope on demijohn
Clotted narcotic crassness
The chimney warmth, gone

The abandoned skin
Thoughts dressed in nothingness 
Eternally gone...

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On parting of ways
often crassness slays
sentiments tender
since hearts are asunder.

It's best to release
habit borne disease
that's outlived it's use
and now spews abuse.

21-November-2022...

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retracting from crassness
in order to protect our soul
although aversion manifests
we accept detractor’s  ordained role

the ones who betray love
we notice they inwardly die
caused by delusion of course 
in time all souls will wingless fly...

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Driving the wrong way on a one way street,
struggling and yelling and honking the horn,
no smiling faces do our crassness greet;
booked by the police, their looks very stern, 
whilst weary for wear, dents our car adorns.
Likewise in life, if doing self serving,
joys seem fleeting whilst...

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Streets are filling with needles, disease and narcissist
the airways rimmed with demands for respect
if you don't agree 100 % they'll ring your neck
and your next of kin.
people turn to plants and spirit to retrieve their souls
not realizing until it's too late
that they've flushed it all...

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