Best Inhuman Poems

A father of six he was in his early forties,
struck by cancer
toiling to provide for his children
with
no property
no land
no animals, but a loyal old donkey
that uncomplainingly was carrying from a distance
the heavy loads of wood and water
because there was no electricity or running water,
in this...

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Border politics
                                      Donald Duck
    ...

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The journey began from birth
 Since presented out into this life,
 The brow beating experience,
 Gloom besetting this vagabond soul
 Are harrowing like the trail in front,
 The ancestors had proclaim the future
 To be bright, baring all retributions
 Encounters in life,
 They have spat...

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A human
an inhuman creature
becomes when
deprived of fears
with no reasons for tears,
makes no mistakes,
perfect and flawless
out of failure
for ever remains;
If never unhappy,
not bothered by trouble,
efficient in all actions
confidence he gains,
proud he becomes,
uncompassionate he is.

A human
an inhuman creature
becomes when
come true
all his fears,
when he 
cried out
all his tears,
his...

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As inhuman as a man's heart seems...
hidden inside is a tender side:
a beautiful side seldom seen by others;
and that fear of being sensitive
is a real hurdle for those men sworn in pride,
but manly qualities are judged by his deeds...
 
A woman's perception of the common...

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Inhuman Population

They try to tell us we need therapy,
that these feelings are unnatural.
The small minded are trapped in the mechanism of a robot
thus their attack of judgment are so practical
The union of two spirits should always be celebrated
two hearts,
two magnetic forces,
two naturally resourceful elements
have no...

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(If Poe had one, he might have written thusly)


The rhythmic thump
‘gainst the floor

That resounds 
Both day and night

That gentle rustle,
That familiar bustle

That accompanies me
Through deepest, darkest night

That calms my soul
And fills the hole

That void that
Would otherwise exist

Presence there That ne’er 
E’er, ceases to persist

Whose touch...

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Heartless with one’s heart heart, I speak where does the words go? Do they evaporate within carless whispers released in the wind constantly being repeated or rewind, recycled. If no one cares responses, heartless, cold as if one’s heart is engraved in stone beyond apprehension....

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Yearning, wanting, dreams and desires,
Lust in our eyes, burning with fire.
Rebuilding ambition in every man,
Casting aside what we don’t understand.

Taking for granted things oh so small,
Attention to detail no problem at all.
Gain, greed and wealth, wanting so much,
Headlong too eager, always we rush.

Advice never headed,...

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What is human?
Helpless screams plead to deaf ears,
Sinister smiles paint the faces of the corrupted,
Blind eyes turn towards suffering with a grin,
False heroes cover up the casualties of greed,
Broken souls scattered about like toys,
It makes you sick,
The horror of reality,
It makes you cry,
The heart wails...

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Inhuman is what this act is
When will this madness cease?
My heart wants to howl today
How one man turned the lives of those parents gray
Can you not see what is wrong here?
Not another moment of this craziness I can bear!
Wake up from your sleep you morons
How...

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Could we ignore those heroes and heroines,
who fought for freedom and gave us many choices?
Every country has them and their valor we should revere!
I'd like to be one of them...but I hesitate to dare!


More than five thousands of years people have lived on our planet,
and...

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the eyes and sights,
the little lips,
the face
wanna tell something
noiseless civilly

our boastful
verbose words
shut these all beautiful
make mute these all

and we the beastly inhuman
behave everywhere as unruly tyrant deaf

oh
for our impertinent dazzling happiness
liking this all in burning fire of sorrow


-Chattogram, BD...

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In the place where I live,
there was nothing before...
No house, no constructions
it was total desolation...
Now they planted grain of
development, sowed
bricks, glass and tiles and
invented urban labyrinth
in the place of haphazard and stones...
But they brought regrettable
resulting from modernity:
Fear, terror, accidents and assaults...
Is this progress...!?...

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Sonnets XC-XCVII

Artificial Smile
by Michael R. Burch

I’m waiting for my artificial teeth
to stretch belief, to hollow out the cob
of zealous righteousness, to grasp life’s stub
between clenched molars, and yank out the grief.

Mine must be art-official?zenlike Art?
a disembodied, white-enameled grin
of Cheshire manufacture. Part by part,
the human smile...

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