Best Disdains Poems

The long, green tail twitching on the kitchen floor
Fills me with disgust, so I throw it outside.
I'm aware that my obligate carnivore
Has a secret that she disdains to confide.

The cat grabbed the lizard while crouched in the shade.
She enjoyed a meal of reptilian feast,
Yet she...

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"Lucifer's Laments"
By M. Taha Effendi

(Dramatic Monologue)

Do You not see, Almighty God,
How Your order man defied?
So base, so vile, so gravely flawed,
Yet so consumed by pride!

He broke all sacred codes though warned,
He dared to pay no heed,
He mocked Your words, Your gifts he 
scorned,
He breached what...

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Stars fall under failing skies...stars fall...stars fall...
And sadly...i start to drive.
Through the unremarkable village with its tall 
Georgian Bay window panes, lightless,
devoid of visages; outwardly staring back at my 
Abject countenance with detached contempt and utter disdains.
Stars fall under failing skies...stars fall...stars fall...
And i start...

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First and above all
He dreamt me up, had me in regards
Prior to conceived, befit me for salvation
Timely was parturient into realm that was, is and forever will be
Little nothing known I, wholly out-and-out shed He supreme priceless blood.

Could He resent dying on the woods?
Nail-pierced palms’...

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Some have said Jan has dung for brains
How rude are those who place disdains
on her poems in the soup
Their words are full of poop
Jan sits upon her throne and reigns

From porcelain commode she rules
Toilet paper and pen, her tools
She takes a morning dump
from a crack...

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Basketball stands for war or battle.
That's why I think about the players'
personalities, in my foxhole or squad.
Danny and Ben are fast and smart. Dan
especially can pass making him master
and commander. To defeat them as we did
is very satisfying. Ben's five year old son
is intelligent but...

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How true that words reveal the heart content,
For from the lips a person does impart
His thoughts, his being, his hidden intent,
All these come from the things stored in the heart.

He so declared that he denies there's God,
Disdains all others who have found true faith.
Presents the...

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gnomic world
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Good evening, hello sir and how do you do,
          Our special today here is dish number two.
          Spam I am on a plate with a side of...

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Unbearable beauty in brown
Was Lily the toast of the town.
She had such a fine air
With her brown auburn hair
As she danced in brown velvet gown.

The swains were swooning for her.
A few fisticuffs did occur.
But Lil had her brown eye
Upon one certain guy
And danced on, ignoring...

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If the sin of pride is my condign curse;
then I own it, and I can do no worse.
If the world disdains me, not saying why;
then I can stand it, though I want to die.

Outcast for good, alone for evermore,
as souls recoil, ne'er to enter my...

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Her face is not the sparkling mien of an angel
And her hair is not as hard as a horse’s mane,
Her gait is easy to predict and it’s nothing close
To the cat-walked strides that beauty models feign.

Her shy smile will send chills down your spine
But it...

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Two Poems



Avariciously she wanted to be a poetess

Cryptic colloquial eloquent words possessed

Often elusive eschewed from the theme

Limericks and rhymes avoiding etymology means

She an emissary of exonerated poetry banned

Refused extrication to facilitate an easy read

Hoped the fallowed grounds would lead the thieves

Foolhardily challenged the spies of...

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A thing possessed by power desires exert 
turns into an object inanimate and inert.
A life untainted and vibrant if captured 
by the bloodstained clutch of lust tart
rolls like fallen beads, the string ruptured.

The senses drenched in acidic insolence 
don’t repent for a moment the presence
in...

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"Through the Vicious Eyes of Love"



All is fair 
in love and war

or so they say;

why so 
as saints,
mothers 
go through
the course of whore 
to feel torn in two
journeying
through gates 
that open 
unleashed pain -

then, at the end 
of the day, 
before dreams,
we pray 
in shades...

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