Best Maliciousness Poems

Multiple choices with one last try, amid this myriads maze

Someone very dear unto myself asked me the other day

"Is the sun shining where you are?"

So...

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The way unregenerated men speak of my God                 ...

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Be not soft upon the morrow
For the maliciousness it contrives.
The future beckons unending sorrow
To gamely catch the vulture's eye.

'Tis the destiny of mice and men
To...

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Hold me within the virtual chalice of righteous
And never let me stray too long amid the imperfection of this body
From this visage of dignity, once...

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Living in a world that seems to judge
Lie, cheat and commit other horrid acts
Such as murder, rape and theft
I remember when people judged
The book by...

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You are looking at me as if I did that to you.
Ah, whatever damn fool!
I am sorry for the expletive.
I did not mean to curse...

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Do you ever watch little birds in a tree on your front lawn?
They rise early, stretching, shaking, chirping right at the break of dawn.
They are...

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I need to purge my blood of these shivers, smoke-filled bubbles burst in blood capillaries, an embolysym of you, an embolysym of truth. So much...

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The infraction of mayhem stood resilient as it was tried for the many crimes the jurors had, ultimately, blamed on rage.
The reaction went, as expected,...

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Multiple choices with one last try, amid this myriads maze

Someone very dear unto myself asked me the other day

"Is the sun shining where you are?"

So...

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My eyes transmute to dark, forest greens.

(Isn't the forest supposed to be beautiful?)

She's beautiful, nothing at all like me.

I make acrimonious convictions about her, and...

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I’m the latest ghostly tale of a Dead Sea non-person
A son of a slave seed; 
I Diaspora bled from wooden callousness,
inside a cadaver pale white...

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In the deepest, furthest corner of my mind,
Lies a creature born of hate, a resentful side of my soul it may seem,
As the days pass...

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To be tortured in darkness, listening to the screams trying to invent the destruction of all those who are formless, trying to emerge in the...

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Rapa Nui Warriors stand bright and tall and stark
Monolithic dynasties enshrined in all our hearts
But what if I told you, til death doth do us...

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