Best Disengaged Poems

Once again it’s Saturday; the day when footy reigns supreme.
The Dogs are up against the Cats, the premier favoured team,
but I’ve got no doubts the...

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Of Saints And Sinners

Within the sacrificial selfless silence
The seditious spirit stands in defiance
With salient scars of eternal echoes
Amongst the meditating melodious meadows

Sinister sins compound in...

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A Kite by Weston Gregory 

Gamed and played, swift to flight
a kite outbound disengaged from 
gravity's might
A laughter of sort at least a smile
that by...

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Mama sang while cleaning the house
Friends noticed her melodic voice
Outside, she hid behind her spouse
When he played the sax, she’d rejoice

The church choir was seeking...

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Many nights I cried myself to sleep..
Tears had rolled and flowed ..
A waterfall of tears..
Had fallen upon my pillow..
A pillow soaked..
A residue of tears upon...

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Looking In



May I lean on the cold glass now
and look into a world stolen from me
condensing words to cold brittle panes
obscuring my likeness

I am no...

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I have a weakness for golden blond hair,
and light shade of blue in mascara eyes,
that new recruit in office next door,
I brushed past her as...

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Where did all those black people go in Black History such as W.E.B Dubois, 
George Washington Carver, Sojourner Truth,and many more that came before.
 ...

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ACCLIVITY

It is so easy to refine and relax through this perceptual escape.
Your thoughts are pure and thinking is disengaged.
As time pass, we will discuss out.
We...

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TWO WORLDS MANIPULATED

During this stage of development, I seek élan vital.
The creative principle that provides métier and impulse.
In that, the essence of the soul pursues...

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"Grenades"

When Humpty fell off the wall
she stood over the mess
that bad egg left
like a marauding architect 
she was holding two pistols
the smoking guns 
of a...

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Pondering past loves in the dim light of age,
the memories float upward, smiles engage sounds.
Ah, what was his name that handsome man from the stage?

Blindfolded,...

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Switzerland,
part of my own historic root system,
has a Bill of Rights for vegetation,
protecting rights of intrinsic dignity
with concomitant human respect for their healthy and aesthetic...

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There’s one thing that bonds animal to man,
That unites the wild with the caged,
Those captivated within bondage and those roaming free; disengaged.
At a first wandering...

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She drifts in the Sea of Apathy,
floats in the vast Ocean Of Ennui,
for life she's lost the capacity,
only in sleep she finds herself free.

Reality she...

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