Best Lurk Poems

In one square mile, northeast of Noojee,
there are seven birds that I often get to see
as I walk on the tracks in pristine forestry,
in one...

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When miserable clouds assemble,
bursting with drops of sorrow,
gusts of torment bring dark tides to your door.
You feel hope is like forgotten pennies,
lost at the bottom...

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There is a proverbial hypocrisy to
'See no evil, hear no evil, speak no evil'

when sinister perversions, 
lurk behind closed doors,
contained inside four walls.

What is a...

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To my enemies,
cloaked in t w i n k l i n g topaz~
I’ve become immune 
to your illusive m a n t r a...

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Be it known as convenience food, junk food or munchies;
whether spicy, melt-in-your-mouth soft, or crunchy,
food, inglorious food, seduces with ease
and ensnares with the emptiest of...

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Beauty and the Beast

In the deep core of her skin
I feel a human who is no saint  
Cutting out her heart, ripping everything to...

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Anxiety, Anxiety-
you creep, you lurk, you worry me
Mangy monster under my bed
on all my fears you must be fed
and when I try to starve you...

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No flame within! 
      do I hold for you
no delightful delicacy
      shall I put to...

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"Nuts are in the soup!" 
That's what I've heard: not so absurd
Some add a pinch of spice now and then,
from wit and the sharpened nib...

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howling black wolves complain to new moon,
of devastation wrought by creatures!
different from rest in size and shape,
walk on two legs, strange hairless features!

in packs behind...

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Our poetry genius has come back in view.
He is lost in the haze and still has no clue.
With one shot of bourbon and three fingers...

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I welcomed you twenty twenty, a brand spanking new year
But all you brought with you was death, misery and fear
So I'll be glad to see...

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Is there enough adjectives I can use,
  to sew these sensitive sensations to you,
when my dandelion heart is 
  dense with combustible phrases,
and...

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I AM 

A Father.
A Son.
A Brother.

None are just titles. 

I live those titles every day through my actions.
I am successful at those roles every day....

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The darkness, now descending, floods the city as it dies
while shadows lurk in legions 'neath the looming Evil Eye.
Its frozen stare envelops all, it penetrates...

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