Best Idolising Poems

POTD 5th Feb 18

Dedicated to Ken, a good friend of mine who had to give up a brilliant ballet, ballroom dancing and stage career when he was injured after a fall while performing a complicated dance routine maneuver on stage. I hope you will enjoy...

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I once saw a man with kaleidoscopic eyes,
reflecting in hues of periwinkle and persimmon.
His heart illuminated in shades of scarlet, 
marigold and clementine,
releasing rainbow ink from his psychedelic pen,
brushing over his personal poetic sins. 

Free from regret and pain.
He sat upon his throne as the...

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Awakened by the creaking of the dying trees 
In this barren land devoid of a breeze
Imprisoned dreams in a land of unpicked seams
Endless chasms of regrets in which no sunlight beams

Broken chords strumming tunelessly in solitude
Of songs of praises by an adoring multitude
Intruding reflections oppress...

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From the onset you become
The supernatural puppeteer behind power
The chieftain of the tycoons
The moral and immoral nous
The sheepherder of the multiverse
Why tenuring freudalism and captivity?
Thy sheep in topsided race
Like asymmetric scale

Yesterday celebrates your uniqueness
Before acculturation and elitism
Why conflict clashes at odds
The ettin the pygmies at...

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You look stupid in videos on phones at the start,
it doesn't make you look badmans calling women a tart,
when I see those skits I think what a retard,
and don't you know we all skip over that part,
and I don't rap with accents, like tings and...

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This is a letter to my inspiration and the people who inspired me to write
There's a lot of writers who I have a desire to be like
While Adding my own style from what their words taught me
I always looked up to rappers because I didn't...

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IN ANSWER TO MY EVICTION FOR BREAKING HIS SACRED RULE.
EVE AND I SWORE ALLEGIANCE TO THE TEACHINGS FROM HIS SCHOOL.
CAIN FAILED HIS MORAL TEST,AND THEN FLEW THIS NEST OF LOVE.
BLAMING HIS UNDERSTANDING FATHER,FOR NOT GIVING ENOGH.
THE GIFTS ABUNDANT UPON OUR TABLES OF FRUIT AND MORE.
AND...

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God hates idolatry of every kind
to tolerate such sin he will not
in this modern age people bow down
idolising this repeatedly into its slot

The mobile/cell phone call it whatever
people can't seem to live without it
it's always on their hand or in the ear
whether to speak or...

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I'm going to write until there's blood on my pen
Then I'm going to wipe it off & I'm going to get blood on it again
Bipolar and psychotic
Give me a handle to fly off it
If it's on my mind, I might jot it
Some may not agree...

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undelivered

I dont know where it begins but I do know that love weaves in
It is sometimes secret
Often like a cheeky mouse
Often an unwanted louse
It is secret
Secrets are great so long as you hold to the truth #

And sacrilege is drawn on our fields
And our hills
And...

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We're past the winter solstice
yet still the days feel darker.
Conflicts unresolved cascade
as torrents tumbling through the news.

Vital visions are fog cloaked
while we worry wants of now,
scrapping for what is left, lest
we find we're squeezed – extruded.

Can mere human interest see 
beyond misuse of creatures,
crops and...

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prophet laid to death
barbarick hallucination fillind his head
cold fires consuming his body
warm waters never forget
warm waters never regret
dark circles run in rings
but these angels won't unfurl their wings
behold! cries of the damned
not once were they found
only everytime they are bound
idolising frequent deaths
the sunrise will always...

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No Faze
20/08/2018


This is not a passing faze,
Your in my heart,
Your here to stay.
Captured and in raptures,
My swollen heart always stirs.
When your sweet smile comes to mind,
All else becomes a blur.
The sunshine your face exudes,
Make your eyes sparkle like jewels.
That cheeky grin thats mesmerising,
When time arrives...

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THE ART NUDE REALITY

Stained with the acrilic and emotive,
Pour us a drip of creativity,
Paint us colors of the rainbow
But still less appreciated 
By the prioritizing inordinate ambitious 
and flesh-conscious world.
Purchased with hard-earned money,
the brush, the pen and crayons.
Sketch us our hopes and dreams,
Paint us our...

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