Best Ill Treated Poems

Sustained by the frequent spring showers
Adorned by rosettes of dark green
They burst into dense yellow flowers
The florets parading their sheen.

They sway to sensations of pleasure 
The rhythmic allure of the breeze
Then rest in the evening at leisure,
Appear every day to increase.

But soon comes the time...

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The wind blows softly over the lonely,
The suffering think of themselves only.
A world of chaos, racism, and turmoil,
Utmost egomanias spoil our toil.

An old man groans, no decent place to live,
Are there relatives? No comfort to give?
Blow softly oh lonely wind, they care not,
They are comfortable,...

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three incisor teeth burst through fresh flesh...
opaque as pearls, strong as love, precious 

beautiful baby babbles assertively
mesmerized by mishmash sounds 
that her astounding mouth can make
prose poetry in its practice

as canines erupt, she moans from the ache
teeter-tottering restless to repress pain 
speedily advancing in substantial...

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When Thy Heart And Soul Have Both Been Fleeced

When thy heart and soul have both been fleeced
world shattered, thy hidden demons released,
canyons of whirling circles in night dreams
dark rules, no saving light left that redeems.
Life raped, your sanctuary invaded,
joy for epic pains were thus dark-traded
truth...

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I can't wipe past betrayals away;
those transgressions are here to stay.
And while love holds no guarantee;
at the very least, trust in me.

Failing to reconcile old fears,
questioning love brings only tears.
And building emotional walls,
you ignore the truth when it calls.

Your fears choreograph each move
as if I've...

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In Little Whinging, Privet Drive,
around the bend at Number Four
is sighted, strikingly alive,
a tabby cat not seen before.

Her interests vary from her kind’s -
she does not mind the scuttling rat
Behind a battered bin she finds 
some shade. (They think she just gets fat).

But 

After dark...

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God Made Me A Smooth Thorn,
Poking The Eyes Of My Neighbors,
Oh They Despise Me; So They Envy My Black,
See I'm Beautiful Yet Filled With Simplicity,
I Walk Earth Like Any Other Living Creature,
Honestly I Think Above And Beyond Stature,
Cause I am A Confederate Of Good Nature-...

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True talk heals, 
When someone speaks,
The truth about my small mistakes
As human being , 
I feel much comfortable. 
When someone speaks lies
About what I did not say or do, 
I feel so downhearted. 

Speaking the truth is my best drink
And I am addicted to it....

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Third World War, 
Who forget the main causes of the first
 and second world wars? 
If all the eyes still on African natural resources 
How can we  escape the really  world war in the future? 
I don't see different between people from many European countries...

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Although the place where the dead go is called the world beyond,
some say that it’s located underground while others say that it’s located in heaven above.

Since the world beyond is not the real world where you and I live,
it doesn’t make any difference whether you...

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Once again a heart was broken,
Once again the tears flow..;
Once again a heart drowns..!!
Once again the life lost its glow;
Once again ma soul frowns..!!

Once again I feel like dead,
Once again thrown aside & left to rot..;
Once again it’s just me who’s hurt..!!
Once again I failed...

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I drink and it didn't seem to take away the pain
I give my heart away it always ends up being ill treated all is well
If I cast my pearls before swine they will still be getting trampled still
I do with my hands what others can't...

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Unwritten absence, 
Does silence speak? 
Does silence fix problems? 
A person who wants to conceive a good thought 
He " she" can find a quiet place for meditation.
When it comes to ill-treated people ...
speaking out method...helps. 
Why am I speaking this?
Why am I speaking that?...

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The dawn broke glittering and chirping,
The newspaper boy wheeled into,
The newsletter read the lines,
Kidnaps, violence, riots, rapes, theft, murder, bombs dropped onto civilians
invasion, gang wars, homicide, scandals, scams, anarchy, chaos……!!!!

News scroll portrayed inert words and lifeless lines;
Cops, Judiciary, Politician and cataract Medias
all deserted the needy...

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"Illusions of Love"

Judged at every stage, condemned from the start,
Labelled and demonized—torn apart.
Mistreated, ill-treated, seen as a threat,
Running for safety but never safe yet.

Love, an illusion, elusive at best,
A dream we chase but never possess.
Mother, grandmother, lover, or wife—
All turn cold, cutting deep like a...

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