Best Crueler Poems

PINK TENNIS SHOES

I mother always pride galore
 until the words from daughter abhor.

Her gentle heart and loving embrace
smashing to pieces. She fell from grace.

Her untied...

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His wise council and kind patience bolstered my resolve
to overcome my youthful woes and nightmarish troubles solve.
His humanity may have saved my life. His memory...

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Nothing is crueler than the need to satisfy man's inhumanity...The Poet



My heart cracked when I saw you there
those pained eyes with your empty stare
the state...

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The Sheriff, not a pleasant sort 
Was learning of a bad report
About a soul, Who stood defiant
And swore an oath, to topple tyrants

Who once was...

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An Evil War

They walk the plains of sun-dried grass,
     together in a row;
the mothers, with their young ones, pass
  ...

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Three Roses
Three roses  all in array
Let me still  capture while I may
And try to remember another time
When you were young
and we were strong
The...

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All the markings of danger read,
actions upon it make you dead;
back off from it by prudence's stead.

King cobra fangs and crueler things,
cautions wary and messages...

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Three Roses  My Lovely Children

Let me capture while I may
All three roses in array

And try and remember another time
When you were young and we...

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While playing the card game “Euchre”
The phrase you've been “Trumped” causes furor
Yanks have been thumped
Or perhaps “Trumped”
It's not just a card game, it's much crueler...

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I awake in the early morning darkness
frozen, motionless, immobilized,
my eyes straining to see into the black void
looking for any sign of my keepers,
listening for any...

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A woman who lost everything she owns stands there 
by the waterfront where the waves beat upon the shore.

The woman-transformed-***** is a prisoner of war...

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8/21/17
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Taking swigs
Continuing to dig
Doing it big

Bada-bing
Crown me I am king
Doing my thing
Toward the fences I swing
My all I bring
Sting like a bee, And knock them...

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Broremann’s war
 
Spring, 1945, German troops in his town were walking about not
carrying arms, they spoke to the locals in a friendly manner.
Looking back it...

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Peeking at myself from a narrow gap
I felt as if looking at my bill after a long nap
If I don’t pay my debt because of...

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I'm sorry I came here.
I'm sorry I let you trick me.
You have them all convinced they need you.
I do not.
I'm sorry that it seems no...

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