Best Dirtying Poems

The ask of cultures. 
Dutch to Portugal, do you think colonisation of fruit and lands and their inhabitants was the fairest exchange of our tactics of the strategy to wrestles of communication. They decided the best option was a renegotiation of trade affairs and markets....

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Well! sycophantic misanthropist, verbose agitator of spite
Club footed whore master, couldn’t goose step for his life
Malicious propagandist, spreading hatred in every breath
His wife willing disciple, poisoned their 6 children to death 

Demanding patriotic nationalism, big speech carcinogenic
Snickers in vehemence, sardonic grin, genocidal eugenics 
Never dirtying...

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I made more than one wish
I stomped my feet and repeated the magic word
I did everything the fairy tales told me to do
In hopes of becoming happy
In hopes of becoming beautiful
In hopes of being loved
I became nothing but a hypocrite

The glass slipper didn’t fit
so I...

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Breathe deep into the shale,
vent your anger out into the deep blue
Strangle that rage in the seaweeds,
let the calming tortoise walk of peace
move slowly across the ocean floor bed
There, gently rest your troubled head,
and pacify your fiery emerald irises
Eco-green rage
cannon pointed at the toxic canisters
being...

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Breath in, pain within,
Restless rattling of wracked lungs.
Breath out, pain out,
Released relaxation of soft flesh.
Breath in, thoughts in,
Never speaking out, always hiding true thoughts.
Breath out, thoughts out,
Calibrated and monitored, dirtying the truth.
Breath in, limbs in,
Staying home, sleeping life away.
Breath out, limbs out,
Running, jumping, participating.

In and...

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What if this was heaven
And I had just forgotten?
I must have died a slow smooth death
And reached the end 
In hopes to find a simple God
But was rewarded with the simple life.
If this place is over-dramatized,
Then fear and anticipating waits for me
Behind your begging and...

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There is such a chill.
I’d make use of my flesh
as a heart warmer if only
it hadn’t withered to naught.
Bone protrusions meddle with
the rags of skin that remain
to drape about them.
I feel shame board off
the windows peering into
my mind.
What does one do with their rejected help?
Where...

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I looked in the mirror today,
and I didn’t recognize my face.
It was so foreign to me.
Lines and curves,
I had never seen before.
Even though,
I had looked in this same mirror
hundreds of times before.
What I saw was,
a young girl,
whose eyes were swollen,
and red with tears.
Her face chubby...

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There’s an important meeting
on the upcoming shark calendar itinerary
A prospectus offer from a suitor company
demands an improper greeting
The boss lady wanna know
who’s gonna lead the negotiating envoy
Carry the corporate banner
for this back channel acquisition ploy
But remember,
this is a clandestine, off-the-books deal
Secret illegal, so keep your...

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Rooted, tightly I pull my coat around,
Against the wind and the haunting sound.
A howl that chills through the soul... 
                      
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These days happiness comes in packets of twelve
Twenty-first century serotonin is sugar-coated
Forget Skittles
We swallow small rainbows twice daily 
To reshuffle the skewed chemicals in our brains. 

Welcome to Generation Z. 
You’ll fit in here, as long as you can train your brain to be
Politically correct....

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Staring through the sullied glass
Ever present…

A transom of silent reflections
Standing amid us…

Dirtying with every irate grousing
Thick and hazy…

Our windowpane painted shut
Always locked…

Gazing through at one another’s faces
Slowly fading…

Eyeing the desperations of moving lips
Hearing silence…...

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dear friend,
my fear for you, is that you are filled with a 
fire in your
belly &
that out of anger at seeing the 
bull*****that is going on around you,
you have felt the need for a while
to try & change things for the better---
while this is most...

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Soft life had decided to give In  
A glass of vanilla yoghurt    
A piece of cake for breakfast  
A plate of macaroon for lunch  
And some pasta for supper  
Hiking on weekend to the mountain tops
And having some...

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That Sunday Morning,
the fresh scent of winter in the air,
just slightly coming through the door every time it opens,
entering with the people coming in from the outside,
and following them everywhere they go.

Everyone seated,
spaced out as if saving a seat for someone that was never coming.
A...

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