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Best Generic Poems


Generic Oppression Poem
Oppressed by you, your state, your religion
So you think you good, kind and Superior
But I find you  cruel, arrogant and callous
But that is just in my view, what do I know?

You control the language that describes pain
But there is no for me in its...

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Categories: generic, abuse, anger, angst, depression,
Form: Free verse
Comments: Quality Or Generic
Quality comments wanted
Generics need not apply

“Cute one,” she said. “Funny,” he wrote.
(I’d written the poem while I cried)

“Points” are given for comments left
Some writers just copy and paste

Such comments show poems were not read
To muster points, they’re left in haste

Poets always see the difference
When their...

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Categories: generic, on writing and words
Form: Rhyme
Generic Minds
generic minds listen to generic music
have generic thoughts that are unknowingly abusive
watch generic things talk about generic things
gee this generic *****is spreading like a disease
better get your flu shot 
thats what they said to me
a suicidal vaccine 
a subliminal killing spree
its contagious and the outrageous
thing...

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Categories: generic, dedication, devotion, dream, freedom,
Form: Free verse

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Premium Member Generic Bleach
Little do I care if bleach is generic
Or if fabric softener or detergent
Some bad personality flaws become chronic
Little do I care, if well you really meant

What brings me care is negative remarks spoken_
Harsh words pour forth like rain released kinetic
Energy, power released never to be...

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Categories: generic, angst, familycare, care,
Form: Quatrain
Mr Epic Generic and Dj Cliche
Derek and Eric said I'm Generic, 
a weird name but I'll wear it,
I'm cool, it's epic, Generic's so original 
like the South Park ginger kid,
"gingers have souls bluur".
 
MC Generic the genius generates 
with DJ Cliche real name Lee Shay 
from Vichy, genre Generic-king, 
begin...

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Categories: generic, metaphor, smart, word play,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Generic Love For the Bakery Couple
Generic Love For The Bakery Couple


butcher went to bed with his cookie cutter
and baker opened her oven for his flutter
a recipe mix and bake
generic love to shake
dough rises bringing cake mold to shutter

connie pachecho

8/4/17...

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Categories: generic, cute love, romance,
Form: Limerick



Insert Generic Title Here
You beg to breath in my emotions
To get high off of my thoughts
So sure it's something you can handle
I'm not so confident in the strength of your "lungs"
For the term, "smoking you out" is a very great understatement
I've considered letting it all out
But I can't...

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Categories: generic, life, me,
Form:
Generic Poem Title
Breathe in.
Out.
A chore for yourself.
Lungs fill slow, 
Too slow.
You're impatient.

Don't exhale.
Hold it in.
Let the breathe become 
part of you.

The only clean part of
you.

Hold it in until
hazy.
Dry lungs,
don't fall down.
Let go now...

Breathe out.
In....

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Categories: generic, anxiety, death, farewell,
Form: Free verse
Generic Heartwarming Christmas Movie
It seems that minutes after Halloween,
before we’ve even seen the first bits of snow,
the Christmas movies are flooding our screens,
and I think we know how they’ll all go.

Start with an actress that’s half-forgotten,
who in teen films once took off her clothes,
or maybe someone from and...

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Categories: generic, art, celebration, christmas, film,
Form: Rhyme
Generic Germane Groveling Guy Still Wallows In Weltschmerz
Yours truly does readily confess
the following poem crafted more or less
approximately a year ago,
when coronavirus (COVID-19)
wrought havoc creating global mess
when panic against collective temple did press
a feeling of melancholy and world-weariness.

Along luscious green acres banks steep grade
(in close proximity to
Petticoat Junction) naturemade
Perkiomen Valley watershed,
verdant landscape...

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Categories: generic, 12th grade, america, anniversary,
Form: Rhyme
Genuinely Generic
Love no more a cold smile
Touch never again the reach beyond 
Far has become close
Yet not close enough 
No one is “normal”
Everyone pretends 
Most attempts to conform every idea of similar 
Difference is Fear’s shadow 
All have run, away, away, away 
Eyes drown more than...

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Categories: generic, absence, adventure, analogy, anxiety,
Form: Bio
Generic Germane Guy Wallows In Weltschmerz
Along luscious green acres banks steep grade
(in close proximity to 
Petticoat Junction) naturemade
Perkiomen Valley watershed,
verdant landscape displayed
yours truly, (a garden variety
proto human) arrayed

solely donning birthday suit,
whose fifty plus shades hair gone grayed,
i.e. one infinitesimal measly mortal
whiles away hours, laid
back days of his life as
the world...

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Categories: generic, 12th grade, environment, humanity,
Form: Enclosed Rhyme
One generic baby boomer, a garden variety sexagenarian
One generic baby boomer, (a garden variety sexagenarian)...
offers his interpretation of critical race theory

I, (an articulate, charming, domesticated, 
erudite, friendly, genteel, humorous, intelligent,
kind, learned, male, albeit modest – married) 
with freshly clipped formerly gnarly toenails
discounts the popularized myth
encompassing world wide
webbed historical events
despite being taught Northern...

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Categories: generic, 12th grade, abuse, africa,
Form: Rhyme
Her Generic Genuine
Thought the pieces wouldn’t come together? Rewind back to what I said in the beginning. You told me as well. Genuine but generic right? You don’t get many points playing a fool for a fool. I was the jester wearing the crown of no king...

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Categories: generic, angst, anxiety, crush, dark,
Form: Dramatic Verse
Warmth-Generic Kind
Rum me fast,
Let it warm snowy sinews,
My fingers cannot move,
Heat them at last,
My legs feel leaden,
As if weighing tons,
Let them march past,
My facial muscles are screwed in hold,
Liquefy them from the cold,
Light the furnace,
Let the fire grab the rum in embrace,
Bring me a bowl of...

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Categories: generic, inspirational, life, philosophy, me,
Form: Free verse

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