Best Indigent Poems

Unassailable purity, a cognition divine of venerated mind,
Proffers promise inviolable, beneficence sacred aligned,
With force invincible emanating from goodwill of heart
Forming precepts impeccable, teachings benevolent impart.

Purity...

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On a train going south on business
For what seemed an eternity,
I chanced upon a memorable man
Who changed the path of my destiny

He was itinerant to...

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There is never an ending
		to the spending
	a world of paper
and plastic to collect
and horde
	clothes
	and cars
	and homes
	and jewelry
	and fine wine
	and paintings
	stocks and bonds
	vacations 
and expectations
entire vocations...

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Colour of my heart


Seeds of animosity   are planted
In virgin soil of the innocent mind
Seedlings should not be taken for granted
inseminating hate's a complex...

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Oh what misery!

The heart- 
an indigent and feral beast
kept in lock down
in an inner cage
for my own good

What treachery dwells
within that creature!

It's wiles, 
it's devious...

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I NEVER WRITE LOVE POEMS

You say I never write love poems.
It doesn't mean I don't feel that way.
With all the love you've shown me darlin'....

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the consecrate rose
sits on the bureau 
its petals ebonized
now delicate
like life

the tempo of night
strums through whispers
of gentle wind
beneath the tones
of a lullaby
as shadows rock
back and...

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An obtuse angle is an angle of greater than 90° and less than 180°. Wiki

I must be looking like an obtuse angle
in my funeral agent's...

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she was fragile-
delicate, like autumn fighting 
for reveries of crimson tides,
delirium raced and left no trace,
and before i whispered farewell-
     ...

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When I am gone
When no more I deface the whitest page
With scrawls
Will you keep my words as my total wage
Withdrawn from life's bank?

I have nothing...

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AWAKE!

Forebear I beg if I am found obtuse
Not turning from the indigent I see
Should I aver egregious a view
They be ascribed a sloth delirium

My comments...

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Sunday cockcrow nascent
aural essays reveal
laissez-faire raptures.
Enigmatic silken piece compost ushered in by
trenchant trademark tremulous signature.
Doe-eyed instrumentalist’s strident brass ensemble,
wakey wakey for the pier gazing loiterer...

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The One Percent

I have outgrown longevity
and poverty has taken the best of me
and now I am an indigent hack
I stopped  dying my long ...

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Meanwhile Doctor Kaunda reminded young
people in the country ascending the rung
of success they have a big role to play
with trappings of pride slung

in weaving together...

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I am the magic bean,
Pretty seed among the grains.
I am the matriarch of beauty;
Check at my mascara if I lied.

 In my  house I...

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