Best Ked Poems

My dad is bigger than yours she said.
It made me mad; I wished she was dead.
Took my anger to my Uncle Ned.
He started laughing, happy...

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....in retrospect
There were mirrors  there
Behind it, where all the Jews would hide
How can someone blame the black despair?
All You were, was a mirror over...

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Winne the poo, had nothing to do, one dank and dismal day, as he sat in his chair rather filled With despair, when he heard...

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Your ways of logic are fu*ked, gutted, and thrown to the wolves. A weaker metamorphosis can never survive. Alone with us, you’ll never make it...

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Mental Abuse 
By Ricky Flanigan

I wrote this when I was in my worst a few months back, feeling it!

I'm locked up mentally, increasingly destroying my...

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Cry me a river  cry me a river

The change has arrived

Where are all the heroes

Heroes like jolting Joe D

Hit the ball to outer space

Running...

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Fragility of Wealth
                    by Odin Roark

He...

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NOTE: This poem is a humoruos stab at PMS from a mans point of view

I can see your blood boiling
through  the blades I once...

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Walking, talking and skipping stones by the shoals
Caress, hug me  tender while shining bold eyes
Sparkle, playful promises until fall fades
Sensibility flew








Example:  Red cheeked...

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Upon the first date (decades ago) with the gal,
whose troth aye did pledge allegiance to wed
we agreed to dine at an ex-mex eatery
in north Wales,...

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HOW TO UNBLOCK THE MUSE


A stiff-penned  young poet from  Soup
His writing  developed  a droop
He  needed his  muse
But used only...

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One day the sky was overcast;
I slept 'till half past noon.

Woke the dogs and laughed with them;
we howled about the moon.

Ate some mushrooms and went...

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F'ked in the ass,
f'ked in the ass,
f''ked in the heart...

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It is Christmas time, again
I am an errand running
Supermarket slave with
feet tapping, eyes downward

I can't find any scuffmarks
on the polished desert floor.

Check-out line impatience
eavesdropping on...

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Being a woman is a gift.
Whether you’re black, white, red or blue.
It doesn’t matter as long as you are you.
Being hurt and punished by the...

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