Best Extorted Poems

There’s a beguiling danger in beauty…

seduced as I was by the fickle fingers of fate musingly stroking my hair,
I envisaged
this lusciously lavish landscape 
of sun-raptured heavenly hills and valid valleys
to be a lush, plush place for me to land ~

alas, such deception my naive perception...

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Death lingers
Not in an essence, or scent-
No spectral aura conjured by tears or laughter,
But through wishes left too late and unspoken
Guesses made in blue ink, seal stamped, and filed.
Your legacy pillaged and raped by suited men
'til it's extorted to to pennies.

Your smile and voice are...

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This lapse shed showers of sorrows
Piercing my diamond heart with its arrows
And as it breaks within my grasp furrows
It paints little hells on my minds marrows

Oh! Pretty maiden so dark and comely
Exhuming my youthful passion spontaneously
With infectious smiles and extorted kisses
Your seduction breaks honest promises

There...

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The memories pull her down,
Like the undertow. 
Drowning.
Suffocating.
She tries to fight it, 
But it’s of no use.
She feels dirty, fat, victimized, defiled,
Extorted, broken, and ugly.
She can feel their hands on her
The unwelcome touches and gestures.
She feels small, defenseless, vulnerable, violated. 
Their taunts, threats, lies, and...

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the sheer notion of extorted kindness 
buried beneath a sorrowful note 

of racketeering compassion 
above a silent whisper throughout 

the queerness of being wise beyond 
a tarnished silver spoon of tangible 

lessons shattered throughout 
blind faith cringing for life after death...

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you entered my world 
through an unopened door 
dazzled with my mind catering 
to my thoughts I'd wondered 

your extreme motive night and day 
desperately trying to focus above the old man 
whom desires attention unsettling tantrums 
while throwing around muscle and mayhem 

cautioning my...

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Moon flower

You lay on white cotton sheets with the hospital logo imprinted
on the cloth and on the fabric of your life talcum powder for
your bed sores anorexic washed out gastric spittle dribbling
from ulcerous mouth facing what had to come no more shine
no radiant beauty just...

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Perpetually I am thrown in the pulse of mourning against the wall
With sincerity I ask lord if you indeed subsist, apprehend my soul through it all
From the immoral ways accumulated in yesteryears
I am accustomed to transcending from suppressed fears
Repercussions in distance range persevering to be
Father...

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EVE NELL
BY

JOHN M. ARRIBAS

EVA NELL WAS A BEAUTIFUL BABY,  LATER A TEEN
A GORGEOUS WOMAN,  AS HAS EVER BEEN SEEN
COQUETTISH, CHARMING, WITH  INVITING SIGHS
SOME SAID THERE WAS EVIL BEHIND THOSE EYES
OF ALL THE MEN THAT PURSED HER EXOTIC  CHARMS
IT WASN’T A SURPRISE...

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TO:  Department of Motor Vehicles Commissioner, Chief States Attorney

FROM: Dillen Dye’s Employer

8/16/16

RE: Some apparent non-compliance with the Americans With Disabilities Act; common courtesy, civil respect; freely accessible pursuit of health, happiness, and prosperity

I don’t know where the States Attorney Officers and the administrators of...

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FOR DR. ABUBAKAR OLUSOLA SARAKI
Ilorin is bereaved again: another calamity has struck!
Ilorin has lost another pride of the community.
Saraki this time! Why has Mr. Death focused on us?
He has already extorted enough from us already
but his discontentment has prodded him
into snatching Saraki again. Ah! Extortionate!...

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Our convergent joint
The rallying  point
Mecca to the Pastors and Sisters
Jerusalem to the “Alhajas and Alfas”
Refuge to the weak
Shield to the strong
Nowhere on campus like our building

Life made more lively
Added  life to the lifeless 
Ever enliven to light up a dead soul
Restore spirit to...

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Upon the night came the rustling branches, I knew I could not take anymore chances,
I flipped and turned and sat entrancing, just to see you once more.
I slipped into a strange dream, and there I saw you, soft...

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Publican politicians talk in half-price right angles
Dodge City liberty
being smoking barrel bargain sold 
at a chill, 
Colt-45 degrees
AC (alcoholic crops) bootleggers selling 
Prohibition license to breathe

Drunken Al Capone clones
riding shotgun, 
spit spraying
automatic fire taxable oppression

Seasoned Caesar bag men love to casino dangle,
dance the Charleston Charlottesville...

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In all my years I've never been 
So sad to see the likes of him 
My little boy, now 6 feet tall 
Smokes pot and drinks 
And that ain't all... 
His anger lurks and waits for me 
To raise my voice, to set it free....

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