Best Infest Poems

from suffering and pain
that is piped into veins
by the organ-less master
who relentlessly plays

from a congested gutter
of fake themes
hiding in deception
and callous clutter

from distaste of the...

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When everyone goes east, he heads west
to him, every dialogue is a contest
comes into an interaction as the biggest
then leaves agonisingly as the lowest.
When he...

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That Ancient Darkside of All Hallows’ Eve Past

As in the fabled medieval times of centuries in the deep past,
It’s time once again to celebrate the...

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Where have they gone?

Where have all the commuters gone?
Said an old Fox nuzzling my hand.
I usually hide and sleep during the day,
Not that I’m complaining...

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"The forest is a sanctuary where you can grow to be you," ... by the Poet.

The passing of a torch, when Spring was announced, 
was...

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If I were a fly on the wall I would
Never sleep,

I would hear all

See all

If I were a fly on the wall I would
Tell all.

No,...

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I have been trying to find the right words to pen this verse, but since I came to this country my words are suppressed and...

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Wesley Melvin Buchan, also known as Wesmechan,
 was a pusillanimous and a good-for-nothing,
 although some people consider him a charlatan,
this scoundrel's office runs like a...

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Checking for precept in déjà vu preview
Abstaining from the way monkeys do

Building a meaningful relationship with you
Will you be a precept of Adam’s rib come...

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COGNIZANT BUT NOT REPENTANT

Her baptism with fire did not provide her healing
as in dust and grime, sharp memories still arise.
The arch of her wide, blue,...

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Each day foul critters infest our house
Though not by slipping in like a mouse
We just press a button
Or buy a subscription
To get news wrote or...

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A post from the past.....just trying to put down all the ones I have written but deleted when I left the site for a while......this...

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Im not even in the spot light. May be talented but the way I'm living is the cause my body rots right? You few friends,...

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Swarms of flies infest teary eyes,
the untouchables have no worth.
And live and die in the gutters,
shunned by society since birth.

The sick occupy the shadows,
where death...

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Cedars whisker the ditch along Possum Branch Road.  Such small little fellers, hardly worth calling a tree.  Some say haints put a spell...

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