Best Distorted Poems

Looking at my reflection
In a pool of water,
my face appeared oblong
as the quivering breeze
created ripples across the surface,
for a moment as I pondered
I spy a glimpse of the future,
looking up at me!

© Harry J Horsman  2012...

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alcoholic actors age artificially
frustrated feminists fornicate fiendishly
clever cops cripple conspiracies
nervous nannies neglect nurseries
morbid ministers murder martyrs
jealous judges justify junkies
lazy lawyers liberate lunatics
paranoid pimps pacify prostitutes
emotional eccentrics execute evangelists
gullible gangsters glorify graveyards
horny hypocrites horrify humanists
impotent invalids inspire incest
scorned schizophrenics sabotage sanity
disgraced diplomats destroy democracy
tormented terrorists terminate...

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Mirror, Mirror on the wall,
You're not playing fair at all.
I'm really now upset with you,
For giving your distorted view.

You show my hair is turning grey,
It's just the way shadows play.
I know that you're not hanging straight,
To make me look so overweight.

The way you show a...

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~Always You~
(Distorted Diablo)


Nice dreams hopes still behold
With him love surpasses all
Cause of him I can't quit
Meditate in his love
His love never fails me
His love just completes me.

Lord You make my whole soul just aglow
Your presence makes me feel so happy
When look around there is always...

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Lost in anxieties maze
toxins leach from chaos
stretching sanities limits. 

Source of rapid fire emotions
mental positions overflow
tainting commonsense with fear.

Anxieties demons plant hatred
upon intolerances fertile fields
watching, each side harvest paranoia.

Communication is in melt down
constant accusations and blame
for none can keep a civil tonge.

So both side suffer
Distorted...

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This rainy precipitation keeps falling endlessly from my face. My hand slips everytime I attempt to wipe the wetness away.
No one cares, because no one sees me as myself. Why? They just see me as a some number on a bulletin board. I am quite...

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Hope no found, 
Life too short, 
Caterpillar on a hedge sword, 
Walking in a sensational trait.
Love abode, care abounds,
 
I could have leaved a million years without love.
This papa longed for but never seen.
The wives bend at the back of his hope.
This my brothers wear...

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Arabian sea
Encroached the city
With chopped head
And swelled legs.

Clouds fought like black cats
Spirit scented rain raged on.

The world lay
As if in a morgue
Varied dance accrued
Atop it.

View distorted...

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Awakening from my sleep, was it all just a dream? Then the reality sinks in and soon my vision starts to fill my eyes with watery tears…from a man’s broken dream. My only escape from my broken dream, a full glass of brandy or maybe...

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Looking in the mirror she sees her fate,
as her heart pounds could it be to late.
Distorted images of her secreative past,
thrusting madness of her future she cast.
Ongoing pressure of voices in her head,
the agony in crying of all the tears that she shed.
Someone help me...

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The Ballad of Love Distorted 

The horse’s ears flicker in silent rebuke
His rider is tense, taut, confused. 
Raw frost shining in soft silver rhythm 
And the cutting cold wind is unforgiving, 

A dark house ahead, his fate there, unseen. 
The rider dismounts with a silent...

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It's all about love,
All Madness, Pain and Misery.
But what makes it so rough
That hurts all stones so easilly?

Eternal question 'What?'
Which causes all the troubles.
But askless men are odd
Like stonish soap bubbles.

The topic is the least
Of what we're always worry.
The more important 'Beast'
Is how to feel...

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See who I ‘am? Don’t you even know who I ‘am? Don’t fake 

like you don’t know me, you’ve seen me Before…I’m sure you 

have. The sisters all be hating on a fine sister like me, because 

I got it going on… Yeah, I’m the...

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Grace’s Council — Open...

One fine day, a little dit of a field-mouse, so tiny and meek, an avid reader of letters came to a freeze; dry-iced to her fav’rite spot at Grace’s library. As her teeny wee heart echoed her beat, she got stuck in...

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Today they believed the lies
the distorted truths… the accusations… and wrong-doing cries
the created fabrications which are easy to consume
conceptualizations and distortions… abundant and abloom.

Responsibility once assumed… but now rarely seen
reality now falsified… made convoluted… and obscene.
And the beat goes on….
as the mind is twisted
like that...

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