Best Ignobly Poems

I can clearly sense your utter despair of Der Matratzengruft*
As you valiantly carried on your poetic works to the very end.
This did not change your literary accomplishments well-known,
And your courage through the misery and morphine* is undeniable.

Your lyrical poetry speaks volumes among all of German...

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When I’m enticed by the allure of forever,
Ambivalent, I query, prospect of eternity:
If there’s no dying, what fate’s my destiny?
Would such existence be sans meaning?

Would I be the compassion of pious soul
If I am blessed with permanence of life,
Or a deathly tomb of a heartless...

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Once upon a day, two pretty women strolled down a pastoral park that offered their cheeks the most countrified caress and their eyes an orchard of assorted pomegranates. 
After succumbing to weariness, the two courtly women perched themselves on a bench and mused about the...

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...At the Shore, zoneyed
hyperspantechnic aerobes
seek treasurefiner-

metal detectives,
hopefilled, as high-tech fishmen
at Igloos of beer

ponder the dearth?, Nay!
of paille tressed, bespectacled
easy-easelers

at hungry palettes
and the sketchmasters who're
ignobly absent!

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Tossed high up in air
Cradled in valiant fort
Oust Archimedes
Vastness being inside the dot
White dreams ignobly sold...

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The Judas Scroll

Sometimes the night is laden with
guilt. The nails curse me. The
mob applauds like children
scrambling for the safety of

their lies. Your eyes curse me,
follow me to hell, hold you to
a lie that never lets go. You,
out of the night, trapped and

free. A twin edged...

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Never meet your heroes is the old adage
That’s not an issue for me
I have none you see
I find them such fantastic bores
completely unrelatable
rendering me weary 
with their straight laced schtick
their vapid displays of virtue
I revere the villains 
with a sensitive side
hiding their pain behind a...

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My fill I drink
And simple instructions no longer sink
Nor straight succeed to think.

I sense mocking winks
But judge them innocent blinks,
My fifty - year - old face,
Mirroring a discarded doll's;
My ever staggering pace
Molesting sober walls.

A sudden exploding interest in love - making,
The woman I have touched...

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How it commenced

Some fish found it difficult to breaths
Underwater, they swam ashore and rested
Later they crawled to the garden of Eden
Where grew hands and feet

The post office is an oasis of harmony caused
By women staff who work slowly.

The fish now transformed into humans
Expelled the weakest...

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