Best Gagging Poems

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My dentist is called Doctor Payne,
Who really lives up to...

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God allowed him to see through their eyes,
feel their cries,
understand their plight,
with his body, but with their sight,
the alley way shimmered,
the night stars glimmered,
and the man found himself standing in a dark alley,
the stench of decaying rats,
discovered by hungry cats,
raw sewage, old smoke,
could lead anyone...

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A nobody 
Scared by the sound of his own voice
Following the girl home from school
In his mind this is normal
Stalking girls
He grabs her jacket
Pulling her backwards unto the ground
Placing a cloth around her nose and mouth
Gagging her until she sleeps for a while
He drags her...

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On sleepless nights I am led
To creep and kneel by your bed
To pray for your mother and me
But grief comes calling you see
Gurgling from its endless base
It explodes out of my face
I shower your pillow with tears
Gagging on primal fears
Barking and spitting his rage
The monster...

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I'm a firm believer
In limerick fever
(This isn't news)
"It'll cure the blues!"
Says Jan (who is no deceiver)

Written by Jan Allison:

Writing limericks is a fine art
Yes I write about poop or a fart
But show me someone
Whose not dropped a ‘bomb’
then from poetry soup I’d depart!

Written by Lim'rik...

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It’s sticky and it’s sweet
Limp but I’m sure I could get it to peek
I will linger on it and give you that sweet release
But all in due time, let’s play hide and go seek
I fumble around searching for my prize
I wanted to play but please...

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The swings you go through with a child
Are not unlike a coaster wild.
The terror, stark, when they arrive:
“How do I keep this kid alive?”
“What idiot allowed discharge,
And placed with me a care so large?”

When you have lost all hope of sleep,
And dark depression settles deep,
Then...

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"When yesterdays became devoid of compassion",
you became the reflection in my mirror—
the darkness that cast its shadows upon my walls,
the screams that woke me in the dead of night.
Reaching out, silhouettes dissipated into thin air.
When the clock approached the witching hour.

Nothing but my demons were...

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Pungent scent plays on the breeze ~ what a stink!
One I think, makes me sneeze
Gagging with each breath, I wheeze
Because of that moldy cheese!

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Like cold marble statues
stiff as vague mixtures
of alcohol that stings of spirits,
cheap as famished souls.
Once were unique and proud,
now the vanishing isles!

A struggle to keep adrift 
to face the blue sky vast
and unyielding, matching 
that deep Pacific Ocean.
Hear us now gagging on
driftwood and rising waters.

Peaceful...

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There’s this
Rotten orange smell
I can’t see the orange, mind you
But it’s somewhere behind
The television screen
I know because
We smell it
We know it is there
Always
I cannot breathe without
Remembering that rotten orange
That hidden somewhere
Moldy fruit
And honestly we were fine before it
We argued over other things and we didn’t
Complain
About...

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Over the pine trees the ball I threw
Neighbor’s bay window the ball went through

My neighbor asked me if I would?                         ...

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The first time she saw him was at the coffee shop,
            He was staring at her with deep, dark fathomless eyes;
Dressed entirely in black and with movie star looks,
     ...

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I always was a fool for you
Eating your lies with a silver spoon
Now I’m on a diet
But you still try it
Gagging me with a new ruse...

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"The End of America"

remember 
when 
we danced
our fingers 
mapping 
velvet secrets
across scorched
skin whispering
smiles encouraging
a little lovely 
wanton sin 
like we were 
playing keys 
turning our
worlds over 
for words 
unlocking 
hearts 
you could 
taste the 
salt pools 
satin tongues 
like book marks
parked in life 
tidal pulsing...

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