Best Iago Poems

Strange, yet a reality none the less:
the oppressed destroying themselves 
for the sake of the oppressor.

The battle of creatures of the sea
has now become that...

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How fast time has fled in limitless wingspan
How months and years have merged into eons
Bringing such changes, so awesome and spectacular

I have come swinging open...

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The element of handkerchief in the plot
Becomes its important pivot symbol 
A heritage he got from his mother first
The Desdemona’s virtue sexual.
Losing or giving away...

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Othello was in heat of passion’s fire
Being truly locked in love with his desire.
Seeing Desdemona gave the Moor new life,
Eloping in the night to make...

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It’s an old story.
We were classmates, you and I, 
And later became colleagues,
Working under the same roof.
We had more or less the same specialization.
Married in...

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The virtuous white ewe of the black ram
Shifting her loyalty like her mother 
As she wanted to live as she loved him
Oh, Alas! She has...

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The young Kumar’s wife dancing bright,
Offering to all exciting pleasant sight.
Making her waist into the vivacious folds,
Throwing the eye glances to the folks.
Her neap tide...

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Taught Iago to trance,
the pungent smell made me balance the stance,

raided the 'pulse' and sought no other deviant,

I was looted in the same way I...

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—Oh, it’s a terrible thing to see—

Look; the face,
that ugly face reflected in a broken mirror.

It’s a daffodil, the dream of Narcissus’,
it’s an inevitable arrogance,...

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Place the void before me and I will cower

Fill it and I will pulse with awe

Neither pushes me down the path

The winding way, that greenish-yellow...

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As I look at nature, it’s sure delight,
because what I see is a lovely sight.
Can’t you hear the birds take flight?
daffodils sway to the left...

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Twenty one Earth orbitz ago...
February fourth two thousand and twenty...
Shana Aubrey Harris
HAPPY BIRTHDAY GREETING,
albeit eleven days early

Countless years after papa
took thee and Eden
to favorite outing...

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bachelorhoodwinked
by michael r. burch

(a poem about wedlock, or lock->wed)

u
are
charming
& disarming,
but mostly ***ALARMING***
since all my resolve
dissolved!

u
are
chic
as a sheikh's
harem girl in the sheets
but castle's no longer my...

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You taught us how to make burns look real and fake blood to ooze,
you showed us how to enter stage right, which props we should...

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Addends, minuend, subtrahends... all Greek
to poor student long haired pencil necked freak.

Damned (internal) revenue stream
plus plugged egress
equals flood of woe
torturous suffocation
of biosphere quite slow
particularly concerning...

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