Best Ill Mannered Poems
Axe the old Don, a trump peter n piper
of incredulous hellish crud - be gone
ha air brushed pompous ****
Sunkist in Macy's window
then like a jackal hound, he doth run
after public outcry yelps
for his hide leaving
proletarian discord re: pyrrhic victory won.
Donald Duck Trump ™$ - a pompous ass
makes war with his big brass
knuckles and bucket of crass
maligns vis a vis character assassination
while kissing thing kith
darting forked tongue sharp as bro kin glass
inciting banal deathly hallowed
expletives toward lass
sees – especially Fox Television
news anchor woman Megyn Kelly
(quite so many ill mannered indiscretions ago)
inducing said personality
to bear the brunt of brutish mass
of vitriolic n vile insults sacrilegiously
maliciously, noxiously, opprobiously
incriminating, hellaciously,
desecrating opportunistically as hiss oh piss
so…NO amp pull VOTE of confidence from me
(thus far ohm host halfway to 2020 election
toward such a volt char quite rude, snooty
arrogant simian with sass.
I van (terribly hard pressed)
to describe while sitting on me rump
how he oh bomb in lee rages
gnashing false teeth
Wilma backside doth slump
still blasting Democratic nomination
(pa hill a reed) as sham –
from special interest bro and sis turn pump
he, the epitome of
crass bloviation, a malignant lump
whose rants,
sans presidential outcome a shame
bullying with his millions beds this,
that and another woman to bareback jump
disseminating gene pool
birthing more Quakers
and additionally doth hump
the mass media as some foolhardy charade
and caricature of a frazzled grump
this arboreal clothed ape erected Taj Mahal
phallic symbol, where players dump
and gamble away hard earn cash
for his kitty, as if that cachet
to grind and bump
lambasting with maniacal
like "Stormy Dan" yells
leering oafish ill pout
while hair rum
(of red follicular) bulls ad hocks
atop his bulbous aerosol sprayed locks
resemble a flock
of bronzed sea gulls mocks
heady measly shaped Muppet Ox
dis eased cranial hologram shocks
of a cretaceous, facetious tocks
(sic) exogenous, insidious, and obstreperous vox.
“I hold a delightful being and an undesirable being inside of me.
It’s up to you which one you meet”
~~The Poet~~
dismally destructive
yet charmingly creative
unabatedly chaotic
obligatorily perfection
unsophisticatedly naïve
graciously worldly wise
uncouth and ill-mannered
poised etiquette
audaciously rude
enticingly eloquent
unsuitably slovenly
exactingly efficient
decked in Shabby attire
styled with cultured couture
disheveled, dingy
polished, well-groomed
in company of many in ill-repute
thoroughbred acquaintances
robotically draconian
artistically graceful
sometimes I smile wondering how we were all moulded
With beings calling themselves true worshippers of God
With this gospel of Christ that was spread by apostles
People led by the Holy Spirit and never loved the world
Thinking deep about this gospel that leads me book of
Psalms 1:2 where God meditates in His own word
Day and night knowing that the word is Him
Leaving me wondering why He created me
Giving me a clear reason that am Bound to worship Him
Many Christians are lost yet they represent spiritual kingdom
Logging ourselves in every Sunday mornings has been a habit
Criticizing the sacrifices made by true believers
Forgetting that they stand by revelation 12:11
Where they conquered the devil by the blood of the lamb
Christians are charged with hearts of jealousy and ill mannered
Forgetting the first love of Christ Jesus in the beginning
Making loudest noise and giving largest parts of their wealth
To cover the true selves of the demon that built an altar in their heart
Not forgetting Matthew 23:4 where they tie heavy cumbersome loads and let other Christians carry for them
Like Pharisees as Isaiah prophesied and said
They honour God with their lips but their hearts far from God
Where they speak of love and are in light skipping 1 john 2:9
Whoever says is in the light and hates his brother is still in darkness
Smiling and nodding for Titus 1:16 where they profess to know God
But they deny Him by their works like the glaze covering an earthen vessel are fervent lips with with an evil heart in proverbs 26:23-26
Feeling the agony of the Holy spirit of how His church
Has turned to be a den of robbers by also
Rejecting the true way of Christ and avoiding paths of righteousness
Only to remember God in times of high tides and hurricanes
The house of God has been clothed with punctures of
Hypocrisy, greed, first class honours and taking advantage of weak souls
For the day of the Lord is coming running to revelation 22:12
Where He will pay according to our deeds
Where will you be standing in the day of judgment
And what will you represent that day
When all doors of help will be locked .
Oh My God. Thank You for being so forgiving ~
He mercifully pardons those who are haughty and rude
Ones who have an impertinent, ill-mannered attitude
If you believe in him, you should mirror his kind ways
instead of willfully hurting others with word or phrase
My God's heart is filled with love. It's not cold as stone
Mend your blunt ways. Make amends for them...atone
God smiles upon us for the good things we do and say
He knows when we hurt others and when we go astray
My God is generous because he has given us the world
so bow your head, say a prayer, and be a good old girl
He knows every move we make, so for goodness sake,
be nice or the ground beneath your feet might shake.
Yes, my God is munificent, asking that we show our love
to our brothers and sisters. He's watching from up above.
With these lines of truth, I give praise to God and decree,
they were written to extol one's faults in poetic mimicry.
Any Poetess knows her writing style.
She knows her swagger.
Her arrogance is in her words.
She struts even when she is not being vulgar.
She is a Poetry Diva.
Visionary
A Dreamer
True Reformer
Excellent
Diva of Poetry
Her mind is preoccupied to her theme.
She is topical in her poetry scheme.
She mesmerizes her vocabulary.
She is a Foreign Indian's Fairy.
A Poetry Diva's libretti conjure.
Unique
First-class
Idyllic Rhymester
A Wordsmith of Poetry
Bard – A Diva
Many times, she deciphers.
More than often, she’ll depict.
It would be her expression she lives within.
She is refined.
Within veracity, a Poetry Diva speaks her mind.
Versifier
Set your soul afire
Awaken your spirit into night
Lyricist
Diva Poetess
Ill-mannered she is not.
She does not write half-cocked.
She can be so male gaited.
Golden is her unique way.
A Poetry Diva is a platformer.
Wonderful
Magnificent
Ideal Utopian
Such a romantic lover,
Poetry Diva is enamored!
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Penned April 24, 2014!
For Kelly Deschler Contest Poems About Poetry
2nd Place
I’m just a lazy and c r a z y pussycat,
proud to be sassy, pampered and fat-
BANDIT'S my name,
and I’m to blame,
for falling asleep while I sat.
I’m world r e n o w n and all that!
Catnip is my guilty pleasure, you see,
no one can get as hyper as me-
I need MORE!
So, go to the store,
how cruel can you be
for causing such a n x i e t y?!?
When the work day is finally done,
and you rush home for more fun,
don’t b l a m e me this time,
you’re way out of line,
you know I’m always the innocent one-
I never scratched your BRATTY son.
Leave me alone when I’m moody,
don’t swish me away or smack my BOOTY-
I’m cute as a k i t t y,
so curious and w i t t y,
sometimes a little kooky and snooty,
and when you awake me I get broody.
The picture frame was already there,
I never knocked it over, I SWEAR!
I wouldn’t do that,
I’m a p e r f e c t cat,
so, don’t cross your arms and stare-
Blaming me for world hunger ISN'T fair!
I LOVE YOU MAMMA always and forever,
leaving you, I promise I shall never-
even when I eat your socks,
or d i r t y the litter box,
I may be ill-mannered, however…
this FRIENDSHIP we share won’t sever.
Picture Prompt Contest: Write Me Something Funny
October 23, 2017
Shoulders high he saunters in,
Confidence betrayed by his grin.
He shows them off, his high end gear,
Mirror-polished shoes, man of the year.
He owns the room, he sets the mood.
He knows this fact, he’s a cool dude.
Victory fingers to his lips,
He takes on-lookers stares for keeps.
He shakes a hand, then he greets
Through the charred bones he calls his teeth.
Standing in line, he puffs his smoke
Without a care, ill-mannered bloke.
As he enjoys the devil’s leaves,
We too must take what free he gives.
His business done he leaves in songs,
Time bombs ticking in our lungs.
Malicious,
Aggravated,
Low self esteem,
Animal instincts,
Ill mannered,
Senseless,
ENEMY NUMBER ONE.
I fled from the clutch of boss
To stay clear of drop-dead day
My head was buzzy, eyes fuzzy
As if stepped on a big stingray.
They call me an angry ghost
A poltergeist of neighborhood
They are very right my wife says
You are too ill-mannered and irrecoverably rude.
I am an epitome of conflagration
and sting my son like Bumblebee
My daughter Fay in the month of May
Cudgeled me on and I took a knee.
I am spontaneous that I can say
Like a thunderbolt on Vanderbilt
Although I am scared of a rainy day
I admit this is my only guilt.
05th May, 2018
Someone will ask me a question
or bring me into their conversation
asking for my opinion.
Usually I'm met with the same frustration.
I can't get one sentence out without an interruption.
That's when my role in the discussion comes to an end.
Don't drag me into your conversation
if my reply is going to be met with your constant interruptions.
because you're not really interested in what I have to say.
You just want to hear yourself talk all of the way.
Once you interrupt me, the conversation ends
because you're being rude, ill mannered and a major frustration
and you apparently don't possess any self discipline.
We can discuss this another time if you like my friend,
but the conversation will be over after your first and only interruption.
my friend, my New York woman,
you seduce me with your ideals,
pampered with your words,
i may embellish, on how i feel,
insolence, ill mannered, improper,
my gist means no disrespect,
just to converse my feelings,
my emotions i do not regret,
you seem so wonderful to me,
so beautiful and intelligent,
a perfect woman, is what i see,
an angel is what has god sent,
to be your friend conquers my sadness,
to refill my smile, my frame of mind,
just one kiss from you stirs my passion,
my new York woman you are divine...
Mechanically inquisitive
Draped on neon tape
Absent mentality shadowing
Of ill-mannered wonder
Faceless stammering fallacies
Covering all in suffusion
Supposition oppressing
The veracity of facts
Bogus conclusions drawn
Upon a cracking rudimentary
Deriding night crawlers
Mocking the anguish
In hollering vestige
A feint of exuberance
Compels a nauseated anger
Griping my throat from the pit
A retaliating strike
Against this disease spreading
Mockery of life destroyed
Zipped and departing
In a blue flashing anticlimax
Mute eyes falling to asphalt
A revelation of mortality
The astonishment fading
In shoulder shrugged releasing
Disbanded heavy frustration
A barbaric yearning to behold
The dark car fades into the night
Liberating unnamed martyred
Silently dignified
Faceless retreating to window barred safety
The street again quiet and empty
Lulling the city back to sleep…
In self fabricated security
I don't know who I am, I do only what I can
I close my eyes for one second, just to escape reality
Why do you show me such a sore mentality?
Your ill-mannered, ungrateful, comments getting monotonous
I can hold my ears, but ignoring you is very strenuous
I open my eyes from my dream, it seemed so real
I want to go back, my dream will heal
Your voice burning in my brain,
Sticking, like a shirt with a stain
You I cannot get rid of, i wish you vanish
Your heart, your soul, all will perish
Boys in their fathers’ moulds grow
Recycling habits and tidbits seen
Enacted as fathers punches at mothers throw
As fathers’ tantrums grow mean.
Boys in domestic settings grow well mannered
Aping fathers who set mellow manners’ templates
Boys replicate to avoid growing ill-mannered
When in future homes meals wives serve on peace plates.
Boys imbibe fathers’ Bible of Attitudes
Embracing silence and balance
Gleaned from meek fathers’ habitudes
That shy away from insolence insistence.
Boys braggart they become
If home templates preach arrogance
Whereas stable husbands in a future home
Grow from cultures promoting peace with a wife’s dance.
People that stare, people that glare and people that simply don't care,
Hot people, tense people and people who's life isn't fair,
People who don't want to talk, poor people and people who are lonely & sad,
Shabbily dressed, barely washed, ill mannered and some who are plainly bad,
Good people, sometimes, polite people, rarely and people in some way are glad.