Best Harangues Poems

Ouch! They cause pain whether
from human or cat.
Words can be claw-like when
attacking an opponent's back.
Being swift, cruel and degrading,
Is the clarion call of our generation.

The smallest of souls have violent mouths.
Souls in people with character can hold their own,
During harangues and deceitful, vicious onslaughts.

I need not mention who...

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"Hopeless devotion" sounds ever so fake;
my heart is spellbound but my mind's not found.
I wonder will the pangs of your heart ache
when longing harangues and I'm not around?

There is no honest gain to your crying;
it is just a chain which does not restrain.
How wide -...

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Ode to Spain, Translation of Carlos Bousono’s poem : Oda a Espana

					(before the Civil War)

(Alejandro Duque Amusco draws attention - in his selection of Carlos Bousono’s poems – to 
the fact that José Luis Cano considers Bousono to be the poet who re-introduced the theme...

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Is it time to reassess what’s going wrong
And the reasons why life is often a misery

A tear
A sigh
A pitiful look
That air of despondency
The all consuming fear
Is it only you that can see
What  you going through?

Can anyone help you?

Locked inside is the hope
That will help...

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Drowning in our incubus sleep,
phantom enemies are devised.
Easy answers for night terrors.
Social purgatory for the stranger,
Our river Styx for the brown ones.

Our fortress must wall them out.
Brown poverty is culpable.
Starving families must be criminals.
Racialism winking and nodding.
Jingoism sneering and taunting.
Everyone knows the words.

ICE round up...

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What do I see that is not there?
All about is dark
Causing my senses to tingle
Filling me with fear

I can see currents of emotions
Swirling in the air
I feel the burden of too much care
I am being filled with deep despair

As clear as day I observe the...

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Everybody wants to live for ever
They try very hard not to die
Their activities are so disastrous
They make Mother Nature cry

We attempt to engineer longevity
And delay the inevitable
Unable to bear the burden
Of a transient existence
We set ourselves up as gods over nature

Death follows us wherever we...

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November comes to a whimpering close
No harangues of wind or blustery snows,
Rather hopefully I watch as autumn goes
Thinking of wreaths and Christmas bows
The airwaves are filled with holiday shows
Elves are on the shelves, everyone knows,
Holiday parties where hard liquor flows
Reminds me I forgot to wind...

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I don’t do all I am told, questions I always ask.
If I do, my friends take me to task.
Not me, I, in independence, do bask!

I do mean those in your face with a bang!
These are the "must-do" gang.
Out to shame and scare women with constant...

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a most irksome, self-righteous creature on earth,

     this megaphoning doomsday prophet in the street

          who harasses and harangues everyone to repent;



this holier-than-thou dude with a cultist attitude,

     acting...

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She keeps a loaded barb
in her pocket book.
She once found an unused finger,
and has been thrusting it
at hapless men ever since.

She loves TMZ and Nancy Grace.
She sells space to celebrities
and their attorneys.
She harangues the cosmetologist
at Macy’s,
probing for facial weaknesses.

She carries a Pekinese with diamonds.
She is...

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THE GREAT PHYSICIAN

 the gray sky of a virus, angry
            furrowed brows -
scowling,
     coughing - not laughing.

what affectation the globe hurling
      toward fear.
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Oh, Oh! The full moon is almost full bloom.
I know what that means. Get the straitjacket.
Tie me down; lock me in a padded room.
They say I make a helluva racket.
I don't grow copious hair or large fangs.
Wish I did. This way a stake or bullet
Would...

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She keeps a loaded *****
in her shoulder bag.
She once found an unused finger
and has been thrusting it
at hapless men ever since.

She loves TMZ and Nancy Grace.
She sells space to celebrities
and their attorneys.
She harangues her cosmetologists
probing for their facial weaknesses.

She carries a Pekinese with diamonds.
She is...

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