Best Obfuscated Poems

There are tears mixed 
into the pancake batter
sun is still obfuscated 
by the window shades
without sunshine, I still 
wind up a morning person
Tobacco clings to me, 
where your scent would be
sewn with many memories 
into the mesh of myself
a premature family crest, 
stained and worn

The...

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I sat at a table
It was a table for one;
There was a mirror
And a pay phone

Seated at the head,
They had all brazenly said:
"This, is ahead of its time"
- Then someone with an agenda 
Started forming the lines,
Behind ulterior motives 
To be the first to capitalize.

And...

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I hear the lovely dirge called Autumn Leaves.
It echoes back and forth in my obfuscated mind,
Part full of grief, part an ineffectual endeavour
To understand why, why bliss must follow heartache.
The trees around are so colourful, but I know,
Their leaves will fall to be trampled underfoot.
As...

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Mr. Washington I want to know
what would you have to say?
as you gaze upon this land
if you were still alive today
what would be your thoughts
on a nation that lost its way
would you stand and fight?
like on that long ago day?

Mr. Washington would you stand by...

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Their is a God.In flesh we will not see his face.However we will see pieces of him in mother natures face. Natures aqua I indulge in, purity of his being and grace .I take a gander at shallow but deep water, and I nearly catch...

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Spirited meeting, don't faint
Real or surreal, it is momentary, as cannot stay long on the same plane
Want to protect from mirthless life's winding chimes
Only if it was easy as mending the book's spine
Rarely lurking demons underneath the bed
Don't waste yourself peeking beneath the bed
Blindfold daydreaming,lines...

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Verb

What is a poem absent the context of motion 
a meandering spark of nebulous intent
a senseless sentiment bereft of sphere 
an ultimately monumental apparition
a lie of omission 
and a trivial pursuit of nothing

there can be no intensity before breathing 
before tasting the gun smoke 
rebellion...

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I waited
Under the outspread foliage
Of the banana tree, 
With ripening fruits dangling precariously, 
Wondering, 
With eyes set on the earth, 
Wishing I understood
This everlasting madness.
To what end would man go,
To what end? 
A mystery it remains, 
Like the age old conundrum 
Of the seniority between...

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I am the hunter with belt and sword.
I am captivity and desires searched for.
Great my name has become.
My dynasty is vast.
I stand for truth and honor.
Many have tried to defeat me.
Many I have defeated.
I am glory and shame in a world devoured.
So overwhelmed that we...

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When a tree is felled....!

When a tree is felled, a sad ring of deathknell,
With it goes for many - their tiny places to dwell!
How much of Earth will man's greed consume ?
Very many forms discovered by him to subsume;
Bottomless appetite you expect to satiate,
And his...

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Reckoned I’d write a bit o’ rhymin’ in the cowboy vein;
it slipped outta my lasso and I couldn’t take the rein.

So then I tries my hand at rap
But, white as sand, pheel like a sap
An’, like debates Republicanned, it was all a bunch a cr*p.

Freely...

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I am the hunter with belt and sword.
I am captivity and desires searched for.
Great my name has become.
My dynasty is vast as a Roman Legion.

I stand for truth and honor.
Many have tried to defeat me.
Many I have defeated.
I am glory and shame in a world...

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The air slipped onto the gramaphone the needle cutting me bleeding on the floor as mannequins watched with there masquerade masks sewn on took my arm saying "care to dance my lady" as we waltzed into the night transcending emotions filled the room with essence...

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Death by Turtle
(An Eagles Snack Kills Aeschylus)

With light along the quiet beach receding
Sun and sand sink on obfuscated facts
Great tragedian figures don't live forever in the past

Along the shore where Sicilian eagles lift their wings
To drop turtles from on high to crack a shell wide...

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In my chest is a black void
That has left me annoyed
I'm tired of rhyming schemes
And vapid memes
I'm tired of perplexed faces
In outrageous places
Life is like a checkerboard
Where every king is abhorred
If I reach the other side
I'll still be a pawn trying to hide
My thoughts are...

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