Best Misbegotten Poems

Madame Mistress, ebonies princess,
Southern comforts golden jewel,
A golden beauty down south does dwell.
She hides many secrets beneath her,
Glittering mask of mystery's mystic spells.
A dark priestess...

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Our dark founding father, of American literature,
A sinister beacon of darkness, lighting the way
Into the darkened abyss of mankind’s soul.
Within the galleria of madness, he...

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Father it’s me again. It’s been too long between talks
Days, years: restless lost wasted years
Choices made based on greed, pride, arrogance and misbegotten dreams
It’s difficult...

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My eyes have not grown too weak or dim
to ignore what they've long been seeing
pretenders who wear a mask of disguise
like a skier who's not...

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Dark denizens of the night
    gathering in ill-lit backrooms
      haunts of the night
 
  They tease...

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Misbegotten pair, 
two-faced condemnation, 
the seduction of sweet solace 
or the inarticulation of despair. 

Uneasy 'neath the spell of peerless rapture, 
false respite from the...

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Need a pill
Wanna die
Wanna hear
Pounding nails

Shut my eyes
Close the lid
Let it end
Please let it end

In my guts
My filthy guts
Poison rise
In my head
Dark abides
In my soul
Tantalize
Wanna...

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Forgotten lie the graves of the forsaken, 
long unremembered, strangled 
by the grasses of neglect. 
Misbegotten, forever mute they fester, 
worm-mingled, mercy less, 
with no...

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I wish that I had cared enough,
to mention once or twice

That what I wanted now has changed,
old virtues turned to vice

The past left misbegotten,
and future...

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What am I, a product of a mad man's obsession to play God?
A cross breed’s creature between medicine and science?
For the whole of my parts...

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THE SEEKER

A weaving’s blending is spun within the soil of the discontent,
Legends are the roots of cultures, stories woven within the 
Fabrics of societies, but...

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What a misbegotten soul am I, to be lost upon isolation’s paradise,
Marooned on desolation’s tropical island of plenty, except for
Human championship, humanities driftwood a captured...

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The Yellow Head of the Hummingbird


Yellow hummingbird head,
Lopped off by feline fangs,
And left as a gift
On the welcome mat.
Short sharp black beak
Arches downward hopelessly
Like the...

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THE DEVIL'S WIND-CHIMES

Beneath the dark abyss, in the realm beyond
Hell's blackened gates, a haunting music is played,
It is a sounding's evil of supernatural rhythm, with...

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Bring me a cup of Java,  honey, and put some coffee in the water, will you?...

Whoa there! Bet you can feel the withering sarcasm...

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