Best Nauseate Poems

"Once upon a midnight Poe"

Underneath the midnight mask, I remove the makeup at last,
The moon is an anvil to my mood, mooring along the vacant vast 
I lay the Gin and Tonic by the bedside asking for more,
I hear a noise, a lost voice, the...

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“Your body is yours; 
it is not for someone to abuse and leave you in fear.” 
Quote by poet

A look of confusion and helplessness
Frenetic worry filled with fearfulness.

Terrifying mute screams echo impart,
Tears unbidden, wraith being ripped apart.

Disconcerting, hoarsely pleading to stop,
But unrestrained fleshly lust, pleas...

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I can still feel the weight of the heat colliding with my face as I first stepped off the plane, 
And how beads of sweat would tickle my neck the same as when it rained,
How the harsh odor of the atmosphere would nauseate my nose,
And...

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An Economy spirals up in euphoria, 
enslaving Casinos, Supermarkets, Malls.
Lavish and happy hedonists in quicksand,
relish in desert of drudgery, not so small.
As we dance, an orgy and frenzy of 'Plenty',
Mother Earth looks fragile.

Thousand channels on TV....
Commercial 'Breaks' bonding ornate families.
Fizzy drinks decor, fountains in creams...

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Time To Shower...When Pervasive Odor Of Ureic Acid

Doth strongly waft, sting,
and nauseate about me
olfactory nose flying zone
bombarding cilia of
nasal passageway analogous
to displeasure wrought by

crashing, deafening, exploding,
ear splitting xylophone,
also synonymous isolated like
barenaked lady within
remote location of Lake Woebegone,
voluntarily forced to bathe

in brutally cold
mountain waters oxbow lake
vaguely...

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QUIET FIELDS OF YPRES
by
JOHN M. ARRIBAS


These fields are quiet and silent there is little sound
Dandelions and wild flowers cover the ground
The grasses are tall and green. The soil is soft and damp
Stillness belies the sanctity of these fields.
Ten decades ago great acts of heroism happened...

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Mistakes made, 
but not me. 

While charging
this bigotry
I fail to fall
into what 
should be absence
of argument. 

Into an abyss, a 
Dark Traveler
I easily
Become if
I remain 
Unconscious. 

Our differences
Nauseate me
so I prick 
my finger in
order to 
Dream.

Pleased now that
our Prince Charming
is one in the same.

With love...

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I swallow my secrets,
sharp little shards of the bizarre
that would gossip of my weaknesses
if allowed to converse 
with the light.

One by one, 
they scratch along
a cervical bridge 
between my heart and mind

before being accumulated
in a churning pit 
of reason and conscience
that constantly folds self into...

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"in the guest house of the dead
where pain and mourn summoned me
a blood call of an impromptu visit
my dearest poem poked out itself
in an express tell, it loudly spell
“we fade away slowly and silently too…..”
And I was knocked and numbed
A minute simile of the fleshy...

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Political Promosquity Horn Haiku

Things that nauseate
Are Trump thinking he is great
How ill is his fate. 

What next will be his purpose
Became a three ring circus
On a losing quest.

Trump is having fun
At own game must be outdone
Warren is the one.

President should be
Someone loved by you and...

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Mistakes made, 
but not me. 

While charging
this bigotry
I fail to fall
into what 
should be absence
of argument. 

Into an abyss, a 
Dark Traveler
I easily
Become if
I remain 
Unconscious. 

Our differences
Nauseate me
so I prick 
my finger in
order to 
Dream.

Pleased now that
our Prince Charming
is one in the same.

With love...

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Drifting alive, waves of human tide,
money and power slaves nine to five 
project deadlines nauseate in stress 
endless chase, mortgages magnified.

Vacillating minds, weary woes abide
big cars whiff smoke on sullen faces. 
insidious pressure, to be  a 'someone'
mad huff and puff, passion slowly died.

Fake hierarchy...

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Pulse races,  palms sweat
Anxiety levels rise
Mind mixed, thoughts fixed
May be in disguise. 
Stomach churns
Nauseate
Can’t wait anymore  
need to know
Need to see
Behind that door...

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Lover's Friends    (02 June, 2006)

They say she was young, and her smile set her apart,
yet it was this, that would come to rule his heart!
When his friends asked, have you seen an eye chart,
he would proudly say, she is my love, my...

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Purgative debacle debilitated me December 18th, 2020

Hoop fully adequately explains
source of odoriferous dry rot,
ye possibly smell, I jot
within this reasonable rhyme
without putting Johnny on the spot
my absence NOT attending fellowship,
today December 20th, 2020
albeit remotely, cuz off to bathroom
I frequently needed to trot.

Athwart porcelain goddess
at aforementioned...

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