Best Ill Defined Poems

Blink if the title drew your eyes in

See, the breadth of our human functionality
Sparks interest
Curiosity

Thankfully, no evil kitty cats were killed because of it.

But, humanity...

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Your lover’s drawing straws without you, better bid farewell;
he’d never time for rhyme or reason, so it’s just as well.
Slip out the curtained window quick,...

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Waft borderless borders;
within;

  The dividing line that separates the free
    and the slaves;

      where strangers come...

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True Companions
	
	
	There’s a finite place 
	in a life’s ill-defined time, 
	an Alice-like membrane,
	if you will, when
	at the instant 
	of passing through,
	presence and absence 
	co-exist, life...

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Imagine me as a book covered with dust,
A soul whose warmth for years remained untouched

Letters on every page were ill-defined, unclear
The essence was hidden in...

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The age of premonition and belief in false speculations…
A firm believer of the grace now devoted to inelegance…
All it stated was an untainted fib…
Darkened fiend...

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I climbed to reach the highest heights
To quell and calm my troubled soul
Hard labour to empty my mind

Engulfed in swathes of greys and whites
The obscuration...

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To Whom It May Concern:

	There was a time when I had nothing. I was an empty soul. My self-esteem had even less meaning. The only...

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The lessons of life remind me, 
the lack of substance, 
birth and rebirth without relevance or depth
death to some, “who cares”
life to others, “who cares”
meaningless...

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I was born unto a woman and a man, and a government,
this was the Trinity, these were my employers,
entrance into this magical melee was acknowledged...

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Perhaps infertile
incomplete
unwashed memories
of elder v younger,
Goliath v David,
crusades v communion
critical, yet part of chronic, events
speak extended family disengagement truth
to powerful dirty laundry engagement failures.

That disclaimer...

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A drought has come to human stage
That makes me glad I’m of an age
Where memories of rain at least
Remind my soul of winsome feast,
A time...

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Night creeps over the liberated country.
Silhouettes push dark and fathomless cells,
and with contorted faces
of political conspirators
are scattered
into the darkest hues imaginable,
concealed from each other,
each with...

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The altar showed anomaly,
an orb of light, 
a foil for small realities 
that I could easily forget 
but for that twilight cast, 
to things I...

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The pools of sadness I have left behind
Broil and lie stagnating abandoned on the heath,
Their surfaces are restless, ill-defined,
Ripple-shot, concealing of the things that drown...

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