Best Degrades Poems

It afflicts king and queen alike.
Brought to the castle 
by the master of infildelity.
He moves smoothly from one to the other.
He swiftly takes them 
as is his right, he believes.
Only to have his fill
from the fair maiden 
to the sullied trollop.
He sees them all equally
in...

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What is it about me that gives you the impression that I am just your average
sleazy, easy, breezy, from the hood who can't possibly get ahead in life unless 
you are by my side.???

Is there a note written across my forehead that reads:
"Warning,
do not respect...

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Clash of Truth and Beauty

I find this perversion abhorrent
That the ancient Greeks had
For sexual engagement with animals;
And that they entertained the belief
That offspring could be procreated
through this act of bestiality.
It defies reality and escapes imagination.
(Even in that time period)
How a culture so advanced could be
Clouded...

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The world debates while Earth degrades....

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   "CHAINED"



imprisoned by choice
scars and bruises my cell mates
death follows future
abuse is a life sentence
the force of love keeps me jailed.

walls enclose vast view
no-one knows my secret hurts
hears sobbed silent cries
abuse degrades human soul
escape holds no path to run.

invisible bars
contain emotions red ......

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Despicable

A descriptive word—
That’s always hitting its mark!
Attacks and hurts us . . . 
	Hateful, wicked, and cruel . . . 
Degrades the human spirit!

Gary Bateman, Copyright © All Rights Reserved
June 23, 2017 (Tanka)...

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Sitting, thinking, darkness pervades
Crimson shadows stain my brain
My thoughts awash in shades of grey
Nothingness... nothing, only pain

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Oh, the stains, the crimson stains!
Oh, how the stains invade my brain!

Head hung low in deepest musing
Not a hope, always losing
Pressing hard my fingers straining
Stain upon my temple remaining

Oh,...

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What is fear?
It clutches and binds you;
Its clinch constricts your conscience and gestures.
It degrades and damages you;
Its triumph abolishes your own proficiency to prosper.
It stops and holds you;
Its impeccable knack of holding you still is impassable.
It overcomes and you surrender;
Its will to thwart your approach...

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The big bang, 

one week ago today, 

an ounce of energy degrades-

young and righteous, 

a story evades-

rebounds like the waves, 

a story evades, 

surges and sounds like howling fangs,

a hero abstains....

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before life begins
we accrue fictional sins
so guilt always wins
lest any deem themselves free
to alter reality

dollars and distance
do not measure existence
despite persistence
constant debt all but assured
within this credit card world

is living better
starting off as a debtor
shame's main abettor
always in the negative
when all else is relative

to death...

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Uncovering the earth, as the snow finally fades
Sunny days; bringing, aesthetically soothing jades
Towns spring to life, with congruent daily parades
Simply enjoying life, in its moments and decades;
Words following free; in poetically wild chardes
A deck of playing cards filled with hearts; and no spades
When the evening...

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At the cross the ground is level
Love has no rank.
Love saves justly, reaching all, 
Caring enough to overlook rank.

At the graveyard though the ground is not level
one thing is for sure,
Young and old are all stone.
Peace is for sure.

Still at the graveyard, 
the neat and...

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There is coin not all will trade
A coin that lifts when hope fades
From worldly greed that degrades. 

Coin not for apple or pear 
A coin na' the less to share
To freely give if you dare.

There's no return or reward
Give it at your own accord
As all...

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With arms spread wide like Ibiza
With my Brighton rock stuck in my throat
And throbbing with a pulse
For all that glitters as it slithers into serpentine
The darker recesses, we waltzed

Feeling common as anachronism
London, meet me there
With my whirlwind of Netherlands
We dine upon the night
As a whore...

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Thank you mother,
you birthed me,
you nursed me,
you fed and clothed me.

You loved me,
when seems, the word had loathed me.
I'd not want that love in vain.

However this is not your day.

Thank you mother, 
for your support,
and your optimistic sheen,
it's inspiring
and always has shaped the person whom...

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