Best Deprecation Poems

The people of this world are like the three butterflies in front of a candle's flame.
The first one went closer and said:I know about love.
The...

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A murder of crows screech my funeral song,
disturbing the eerie silence that surrounds.
Heartless hands have left scars etched into my crumbling bark,
as bleeding sap drips...

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A glint in the black, like stars
    Pearly, polished, pointy peaks of a fiend
      Fangs of self-deprecation,...

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Where are your words?
Who wants to know?
What should you be saying that you have forgotten to say?
What should you be saying to yourself? To revitalize...

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Of late I find myself talking at length 
to my dog – just “puppy talk” at first.
Then with a familiar grown-up vocabulary
 
most doting dog-owners...

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I pretend I'm alright
And put my best stance forward
Wear my brave face
Tryin to be smooth
Just tripped on my shoelace
What's a girl to do

Busted, razed, flat...

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I know the game of exclusion,
have played it all my life and
now I've mastered it,
a talent to brag about.

Exclusion from normality,
the joy of inclusion.
Exclusion from...

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Once upon an under edited and somewhat jaded, 
female’s mid-life crisis
she sat down to contemplate the options of all her
“age appropriate” vices’

“Debauchery deficient”, “depravity bereft”,she...

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Hearts only grow harder
and flesh is never thin,
Some are much explicit
while others hold it in,
Dare i let it lay
on the surface of my skin,
Lest i...

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I dripped into the night liquidating and metamorphosing.
 Somehow managed to form a string of emotion tied with self deprecation, darkness    ...

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Cruising home from the driving range.  
My collared shirt free of cigarette burns…  
58  in November,  hit’em pure
Pushed back against the...

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When you cried for me, heart 
Fallen on calloused knees as I supplicated 
Blood thrumming in my ears 
yet running cold to my finger tips...

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'Dress Rehearsal Rag'
of humble beginnings,
'Who by Fire'
melodic intrigue,
'Nevermind'
 a gravelly 
  reckoned voice,
'Everybody Knows'
his razor sharp witted
comic relief in
self-deprecation,
he knew it was
'Closing Time,
shared his...

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so many unknown variables to consider for such a tasking pursuit

a conditional ‘If’ but what if ‘whether’ reigns in a supreme challenge

conjectures battle refutations and...

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‘I didn’t sleep well last night’ is all you say, as if you sleep well every other night, as if you don’t have more important...

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