Best Defacing Poems

Sometimes In silence
I question citrine stars~
what streams beneath
murky waters,
Is hope still flowing 
through rusty ripples,
why do we live
in an orb 
of sheer blindness, 
would the...

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Satan is destroying your graveyards
And defacing your Synagogues
Now you remember that
You are black too...

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My mind is racing. 
My dreams are defacing. 
Everyday is the same,
Every night is a shame. 
I need to continue bracing.

My nightmares and fears are...

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Why not make a real difference?
By mending broken down walls and fences.
Instead of defacing personal and business property.
Recognizing people and their business need the
freedom to...

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There are those who are still waiting for the signs to tell them what to do.
There are those who will do the opposite of what...

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Yours is a horrendous bother
I decode one side, you obfuscate another!
I twist and turn, twist and turn again
Fingers engrossed around your parts, another twist
extirpates the...

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It’s when the night settles in
and the bridge collapses at one end
that you pull me in and let me drift
on moonbeams soothing glow….

You pull me...

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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...

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My mind is euphoric from scenes historic
Assyrian chariots innovative wheels bristling Mesopotamian plains
Paring the ranks of each, dated infantry formation
In Greece, anesthetizing anvil of the...

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As peepholes windows rattled on over pot holes,
 In the inner sanctum, dim-light show darkly,
 As prolific pickpockets glimpsed full fat purses;
 With stealthy filty...

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I love you better 
than Cookies and Cream,
my lifelong favorite

more than seas playing footsies
with shore clams
in cuddly tropical sands

The warmth of enticing Caribbean 
soothing waters
...

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There was a garden gnome named Griselda
who lived by my back garden gate
she was nasty and mean, at times quite obscene
to Gregor, her poor garden...

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Degenerative issues for the gunshop owner
are also regenerative opportunities from the gardener.

Lack of civil civics lessons slacked 
for small persons made of evil
is also opportunity...

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Wild Atlantic Way

The sea, slowly surging, crashing, claiming;
Waves endlessly corroding, consuming;
Rocks deeply wrinkling and age defacing;
Seaweed lashing as in a gale swirling.

The sky steaming, magically...

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Standing to fight
in the heart of the city
The jungles of asphalt
where neon flashes evil
as sidewalk dwellers
window shop hate
and find peace labeled “Not for sale”

I cling...

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