Best Insinuating Poems
I Can'T BreatheIn memory of----
Solely in my room, I can't stomach the sound of my pulse
I sit here alone to forget the taste of air.
Overwhelm by the scene -unbelievable footage
18 seconds long, "I can't breathe."
My judgment "GONE" stressing all night long
I use to fear...
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Categories:
insinuating, abuse, bullying, color, discrimination,
Form:
Free verse
Across the Border"La Voz"
La Noche sin agua --- I spill my loving lips
Dancing, laughing, and celebrating life
I am his queen, aka' dulce Nina
A night he must not forget
Lunesta ... Suave ...
He savors every moment;
Then questions my capabilities
Suddenly I feel like a refugee in my...
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Categories:
insinuating, anger, corruption, how i
Form:
Free verse
I Can'T BreatheIn memory of---- all lives taken by unfair justice.
Solely in my room, I can't stomach the sound of my pulse
I sit here alone to forget the taste of air
Deluge by the scenery - unbelievable footage 18 seconds long,
Eric Garner GONE... ...
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Categories:
insinuating, abuse, community, death, dedication,
Form:
Free verse
1985 Robert Mondavi Winery Cabernet Sauvignon ReserveA beautiful ride off into the sunset, and your horse
passes through a blooming cherry orchard bordered by cedars;
your leather saddle was rubbed with high-quality tobacco yesterday.
It's a big herbal cherry sun that is setting, and you can taste it,
with a sprinkling...
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Categories:
insinuating, history, love, wine,
Form:
Free verse
Pointing FingersSitting by the window of a moving train..
Feeling alone
She ponders..
As to why it must be..
Pointing fingers..
How can one know another..
He explodes in a massive fury..
Insinuating negativity..
Demands..
Insults..
Behaving as the judge and jury..
Judgmental accusations..
Harsh poisonous words..
Pointing fingers..
She had become an open wound..
Hurting immensely..
She had become a target..
A...
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Categories:
insinuating, conflict, emotions, judgement, life,
Form:
Free verse
I Accepted the Potato Salad Because You Were Serving ItYes, the time had allowed another opportunity to be near you,
Though well heaven knows whenever you are near my fear crunches my breath,
Leaving me starving for you, and wanting nothing more than to flee…
I stood in line, mainly because my family was there…
God knows I...
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Categories:
insinuating, angst, food, funny, how
Form:
Narrative
Joyless JosephWordless worries wander wearily working wayward,
Towards thoughts transgressing truth’s textured tide.
As always acknowledging agnosticism’s appeal,
Essence easily evaporates, exeunt Emile.
Very virtuous violent vowels vociferously validate,
Sanctimonious sessions some subtly sacrosanct.
Is it in incrementally immense...
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Categories:
insinuating, crazy, creation, imagination, ,
Form:
Alliteration
98-2Potatoes
drink beer after beer
slouch on couches
formulating bad breath opinions
second guessing
deriding
insinuating
opinionating
whining
baby crying
except for Trump
and variable other
con artists
most
bankrupt
or poor
yet
they know what's best
do this
and don't do that
you are a fool
can you not spell they say
dyslexic millionaires
don't really care
sending poetry into space...
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Categories:
insinuating, america, destiny, endurance, inspirational,
Form:
Free verse
The Hen HouseCooped within ancient bodies, this inhabitant
dwells amongst an elder net
of crabby, crotchety, curmudgeonly claque
of old folks, only a portion of population I met
which achey, flaky, kooky motley crue
disgruntlement fed as peevish pet
aye be earnest asper assessment,
but some getting ready and...
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Categories:
insinuating, care, class, environment, farewell,
Form:
Elegiac Lyric
ApologizeDown he sojourned
On life's journey
Encounters upon encounters
Mistakes he made
Even offences...
To the people he met
"Apologize" ...he was told by some....
This he did
To erase his misdeeds
"Am I forgiven", he wondered
For others could not yield
To the gesture, so human
"Go get some counselling"
They advised...
Insinuating insanity
To such he said
"Apologize as...
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Categories:
insinuating, people,
Form:
Narrative
Will You . . .?Hark there kind sir, what brings you here?
A message for my lady, from Sir Lyle Gere
He penned these lines, for her gentle ear
Would you have this delivered, pray kind sir
Indeed I will, my word is my honour
Fear not kind sir, for tonight it will see...
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Categories:
insinuating, funnyme, old, hope, life,
Form:
Free verse
ElectricityWe live amongst electricity.
Everything is just a series of vibrations penetrating through our own awareness.
Yet,
We miss the shocks that awaken us.
Aimlessly searching and waiting for something to hit us with ultimate realization.
We are blind to the obvious.
Shock waves seem too miniscule to...
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Categories:
insinuating, life,
Form:
Free verse
Ansley Piper Dunningthis stunning lithe oldest teenage niece, daughter of
my younger sister, epitomizes a tall drink of water
(similar to the mother at same age)
What with her willowy young woman body
brimming with budding potential for breath-taking beauty
enhanced by her quiet mien
expressing itself thru exemplary artistic and literary flair
if...
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Categories:
insinuating, dedication, family, world,
Form:
Ode
Fortune Cookie Maxim Minimizes Apple Macbook Pro Update Processagonizingly dutifully didst wait
to distract anticipatory anxiety,
(analogous to an expectant father)
while protracted procedure promised
nothing short of a millennium
whereby echoing thru the corridors of time
olly olly gluten free ranging NON GMO, oxen
oiled lubricated cloven hoof
nsync cup aided toot tune to clacking choppers
activated after this chap dialed...
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Categories:
insinuating, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form:
Prose Poetry
Best Left Unsaidlike wisps of smoke whispering, flickers hope whistling, to misty hopeless whimpering
physically choked sickened, with too much oh no, sunny gone, downhill, wrong side like mono, life can be so cold, I heard the oboe solo, in the motherland flute plays you, ways of making...
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Categories:
insinuating, blue, death, death of
Form:
Rhyme