Best Monikers Poems

The Internet or cyberspace needs you to trust it, even though embarrassing vulnerabilities will reveal your lack of wit.  

Tech savvy users, ciphered chatting and risk calculus, reading the terms of service, as it could be the catalyst...  

To consented digital surveillance, data-mining...

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Some One may ask, hiding behind mask
Who is the terrorist? Who indeed I ask? 
Many a terrorist deflect their sins
On the defenders of freedom, they sow their raw hate
They yell their morals then cheat on their mate

They care only for their own righteous words
They brainwash...

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Lost, to the darkness, deep ...

This bleak sojourn I have made times on end,
dipping my eyes to the dreadful forms that mock me,
a maelstrom of words spinning my mind,
to pinch off the oppressive stench of this place.

You have beckoned me, ages hence,
howling and shrieking like...

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Silent Lies 

Silent lies
Silent tries
Silent deceptions upon the meek
Blaming Yahudi or any others of different speak
Whoever doesn’t subscribe to propaganda’s blubber

The gardens of Babylon had both fools and gardeners

False accusations
False assumptions
Defiling peace, a sad interruption
Deception is the tool of the propaganda’s fool
Silent lies, yet on...

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The politically correct nonsense of today is so very absurd!
The language of my native land has become so terribly blurred,
By those who devote themselves to concocting such inane idiom.
Such prattle is as puzzling to me as is the element of iridium!

Now, it's chic to refer...

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in the valley of stone icons and swing sets
  concrete angels with brightly enameled orange
 ribcages crash violently into one another.

They leave cracked cement with crawling
 octopus monikers throughout the dirt lines.

stretching always stretching out further.

 difficult, strange dandelions with austere stern continence's 
remain...

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Some believe that many names is a 
sign of stature, of importance.
How appropriate Tata that you are called
father, well as all those other monikers

Father of so many, how did you fill the time?
Three short steps, two regular, from one end 
of day, to another then...

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If you had a baby
And you live in New York City,
Likely he’d be Jayden,
Which would really be a pity.

Eight hundred other newborns
All were given that same name.
Originality might not be
Jayden’s claim to fame.

For New York City baby girls,
The top choice on the list
Was Isabella, now...

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Max and Bella topped the list
Of New York doggie names.
Lola and Lucky, Rocky and Jack
Were other common claims.

Charlie, Buddy, Lucky, Teddy
All were top 10 males.
Toby, Oliver and Milo
All way top-tier tails.

Daisy, Coco, Princess, Molly,
Chloe, Sophie run
With the females on the list. 
Poor Fidos – not...

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ROSE GOLD (Part 2)

Gold

So much for power, the value of an empire, the value of a nation.
Squeezing from the people this metal of limitless extravagance,
Melting it down and poring it into lifeless ingots and marring it with simple monikers.
Laying it to rest in cold, dark...

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"The devil's finest trick is to persuade you that he does not exist."
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Dumbass Genius Farm Boys Paradigm
David J Walker

“Genius” may have been the most ironic of all
The four-letter adverb monikers daily applied
To describe the general dissatisfaction 
With any and all work performed on the farm

“Way to go Genius” was the norm as
The tearing down process was performed
Can...

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I’m not Grandma, Granny, Gram
And certainly not Bubby.
It is Nana who I am
And Grandpa for my hubby.

Choosing monikers is strange – 
We rarely do the picking – 
And, once chosen, we can’t change
So what we choose is sticking.

When I’m greeted or I’m paged
With “Nana,” here’s...

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I'm one of millions of what's called a wordsmith
Forging weapons of the sharpened tongue
Generating of hymns of brazen oaths that have yet to be sung
So I inhale thoughts
Filling every bit of my lungs
Ready to exhale wisdom of experiences
Watering of a garden full of knowledge seeds...

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Sheba had that twirly whirly jumpy bumpy personality
That told you she was either a Gemini or on drugs
I am a Gemini, and on drugs, so I recognized her right away

Others steered clear of her, using monikers like 
Crazy, weird, unusual, off-the-chain, strange.
That is why I...

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