Best Idolised Poems

Something strange

and unexplainable comes this way,
this way, it comes to us sly and fast, 
some say, perhaps, 
it has already arrived, 
it walks unseen, in the midst of all, of us 

we go about our daily business, 
as if all our tomorrows are far away...

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Not to be taken lightly, I burnt all my clothes 
Cut the tattoos off my back, tore pins from my nose 
Foraged for food particles, where wild beasts reposed
Lapped water vapour off thorns, when the thirst arose 

My identity gone, I herded mountain goats 
Built...

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The greatest Bard of all Scotia.
Reigning immortal king O peasant familia.
Idealistic and unique commentator.
Born to magic words of any orator.
United differences empathised.
Tuned to the masses and idolised.
Eternal gratitude to our Rabbie.
Tickling our attitude for a party.
Oor Robert Burns O the Celtic.
Rhymer of yarns and purest...

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Bright bubbles. Such twirling crystalized hue. In Smokey paper eating wrappers. And dwelling not on a letter. Swelling in importance. Self importance. Ok then play circle bubbles in a packed out front room. Pong is pinging today and a pinny is not a vital asset...

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You cant imagine what you've done to me,
The girl who once loved to love
Now doesnt love at all.
All my beliefs and dreams you've shattered 
Fairy tales and love? They dont even matter.
You dont know how it feels,
When the person you've idolised turns out to be...

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Revered, worshipped and idolised
For many a century past,
This model of faultless divinity
Continues to capture our hearts.


Clandestine, profound and bewitching
Epitome of pride and decorum, 
A splendid work of nature’s fine art
Enlightens our lives with its aura.

Enchanting eyes reflective in light
During stealthy nocturnal ramblings, 
Carnivorous stalker of...

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As was written, on Mount Sinai
As Moses stood on high, commandments of virtue
A shower of blessings, to bestow upon
As for the people, they adhered not
Unguided minds, an idolised calf of gold
Yet to unfold, in a moment of anger
Stones thrust down, sin was all around, though...

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You hate men

You don’t wanna exist anymore

Men are all about the rage

And you are just like them, just like them

C'mon hit that weak woman

And then say that you hate yourself

I love you and you loved me sometimes

Without feeling, living your life day by day

You are...

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Laying in bed as sleep escapes me
Ignoring texts from my ex, someone please tell her she needs to replace me
Why do I still think about a dad that didn't even raise me? 
Depression had me hostage, I don't like the life I've been leading lately

I've...

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If and when a boarding pass equals an educational equilibrium then equators could sing. But Tiburon turbulent tuning turrets can often be misplaced and therefore undetected by a radar which measures over the same distance as abrogating and rotating iron tree. In a dress. Cluck...

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Truth’s not just in the beauty of our trees
cherry blossom
it’s pervading bouquet 
the falling confetti 

Truth’s whatever hangs from the tree
like branches 
and fruit 
perhaps that lynched refugee

Truth’s also insidiously part of the tree
toxic leaves 
poison bark
spears used in our savagery 

Truth’s sometimes hidden by...

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The idiosyncrasies of a semi idolised biscuit is often symbolised by riotous clapping sessions. By camels who love to crunch. But a crunch is neither a cream, a crevasse, a cape nor is it a crammed carton. So in fact is it better to rise...

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Oh how we value artifice;
Indeed we'll bow and 'scrape'

Upon a stage of the falsest rage We hang; 
on every word and break

The props are  real to viewers 
the plots we know by heart

They’re lionized and idolised 
most people of these arts

We imbue them with...

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(For late Mrs Stella Obasanjo)

You are a paragon of beauty
Yes, a maiden of honour
Your steps are held true
In limelight of media

Your translucent fair skin 
Held many an eye
Your strawberry-coloured lips
Captivated, salivated many hearts

An icon of substance
Of the Abebe breed
The worth of your simplicity?
In Aso villa...

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Desire to survive, dream to 
thrive,
Everybody needs appreciation,
And if so do I , what's wrong ? 

My parents adored me dear,to 
absolute,
Graced me with ideas, shaped 
my future,
I appreciate.

My siblings embraced me in 
emity,
Making me witty and crazy,
I appreciate.

My confidant pal, my convoy,
Pioneered me to...

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