Best Goods Poems

Damaged Goods



In summer sun’s sagacious rays
A butterfly with ragged wings
Settled on the sidewalk
In search of food or rest or other things
Slow, strolling steps brought me to her side that day

Her wings were slowly yawning to and fro
I saw the ragged edges marred
A predator had tried...

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The scent of linen,
Slacks, creams, leather. Mellow tunes.
Soft muted bustle.

	We move promptly to our quest.
	In the purse, Mom’s hard won cash.
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The shoe department...
Always with my size and style.
The well-groomed salesman,

	His warm charm sooths my unease
	At the cold chrome size device.
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Brylcreem, tweed, Old...

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D-eliver the goods, 
A-nd do what is required; 
S-imply obey and never complain, 
Y-ou'll gain what you've desired. 

J-ust deliver the goods, 
A-nd come up to the expectation; 
N-ever delay nor linger, 
E-ndure till the day of salvation. 

B-egin to deliver the goods, 
U-ntil you...

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It's clear to me I'm damaged goods,
The world's not always kind,
This fact, (for you are wounded too),
Weighs heavy on my mind.
I know I disappoint myself,
What chance that I won't you.
The truth is most feel lost in woods,
Fear others might be WOLF!

World's full of those who...

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There they stood,
naked and heartbroken,
beyond words, beyond expression.

Still, frozen in time,
beyond their prime,
lost in silence, thunderstruck.

To the core.
Obviously, utterly, 
bitterly beyond heartbroken.


Posted on September 16, 2024...

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Everyone makes it appear so easy,
being able to connect with somebody.
It's as if no one ever told them how hard it is,
but then again I am damaged goods....

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You stole my soul
left me hollow inside
Broke my heart open
and left me to cry
You scratched my surface
to find my weakness
Threw it back in my face
so I could feel your sickness

Now I’m damaged goods
that’s how you left me
No one wants what’s broken
I’m damaged goods
and thanks to...

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Brown hands are red in the white sea
Picking white things in the scourging yellow
Tired drops of sweat fall from the bodies

Skin deep beauty stolen from the Mother Land
Forced to travel in hell on water
Brought to the White Land to serve the superior

Cry little girl don't...

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Excuse me please can I return this heart,
The one you sold me was torn apart,
I have a receipt folded so neat,
Have you one in stock that doesn't beat,
Sorry love I've changed my mind,
Keep that heart it was never mine....

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Give me your pain   I will put it with mine 
I will save it for later in the back of my mind 
  
Give me your tears    I will keep them around 
To be taken out daily and worn...

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We are killing our earth
It's dying away
In the future we'll reap
What we sow today

Our children's inheritance
A dead empty shell
Nothing left of the beauty
That we know so well

The green of the forest
Is turning to brown
As acre by acre
The trees tumble down

The fox and the badger
The tiger...

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I ask for refuge to Allah from Satan the exiled evildoer.
In the name of Allah the Kind and the Merciful Giver.

Abundance of goods blindfolds you
Until you come to the graves
O yea! what you are thinking is not true
O sure! what you are thinking is not...

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The merchandise looked perfect
Longing to have this master's work 
Everything about it would make my life complete
The legs were perfect even and balanced
Even the color of the merchandise glowed and I desired
It spoke to me of how it would fit in a nook in my...

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The love I expressed was true and real 
You threw it back, you heal! 
You chose him over me? 
The reasons why I cannot see 
He lie, he cheats, he is a fake 
And him you chose? For goodness sake 
You yap and moan about...

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I love to reminisce about great Aunt Mattie.
Her home perched atop of an old barber shop; 
a barber pole below her apartment told my young eyes 
that we’d arrived at her place.

Her tiny space, smelled of a million confections and 
um, lilacs; house a plethora...

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