Best Obsessive Poems

Press not to flaming lips your tepid kiss

Touch not this burning form with hands of ice

A lukewarm love can never bring to bliss

Nor will indifferent love for me suffice

 

Seek not with obligation to appease

Perfunctory in making love to me

Disdain is what I feel for...

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I met this cool dude called Jaffa
At the beginning he was so sweet to me
Sadly after a while he gave me the pip
In the end he ran out of juice and I had to squash him
Then I pulverised his flesh to a pulp
Cheers!

Contest: United Colours...

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insomnia night after night 
restlessness tense & disturbed
lying awake the mind modifies
mutates
preceding delusional dreams
consciousness remains alert 
creative and mindful words emerge
falling like puzzle pieces 
perfectly clear
brain on the ball
title transparent
insomnia creates 
another verse

and so it continues.. imagination 
inspired though sleepless despair
bedside lamps beam gentle glow...

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United Colours: Orange
Sponsor: Silent One

Pathological agreements made from your spicy allegations,
neurotic contributions based on a fire lit from clay,
all the inescapable state of affairs from intimidating celebrations
my amber ways, your mania stays, controlling on display.

Your jealousy contingent upon my belated positive actions,
my fear portrayed from...

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I see neon orange
as it pops, rattles and jars
inside my mind, all the time.
It titillates, sizzles and struts
a solid, knock out punch. 

Orange obsession, like a
manic brain on overdrive
squeezes it's juicy core
into every fiber of my
being, it reigns supreme. 

I close my eyes and envision
an...

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writing should not become obsessive ~ but should always be expressive...

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Perfectionism
Preoccupation with rules
Orderly, rigid...

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There I’ve said it out loud
Having it does not make me proud

I get obsessed with certain things
Like writing poetry or buying rings

I change my compulsions now and then
Sometimes it just happens on a whim

I might want to go to yard sales every week
To buy old...

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Every effort must pass through the peel like orange
the desired is the only way, there’s no range
and having a taste difficult to be bargained for any exchange
thus, anything other than perfection is mange.
Doing it right is limited, just doing becomes strange
giving a helping hand to...

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Thy birth on January 13th – 
   cervical contractions 
   would not abate
the pesky master (papa), strove 
   to synchronize seminal bait

thence, forty-two weeks 
   after ma parents did pro create 
imminent lviii plus years ago to...

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My confession, hungry with obsession to make you my possession and end this tension...

ALesiach © 07/25/2017...

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Once upon a time, a little girl listened to her mother read
fairy tales and nursery rhymes to her.
Fiction, rhyme and rhythm then took hold of her,
imprinting their enchantment indelibly on her mind.

Several years passed. The girl learned to read books herself.
Upstairs in her room alone...

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Nothing was ever going to displace my obsession for painting in my mind.
A joyfulness I had never experienced before entered my soul realm when
I finished my first giant canvas, a mere week after my 9-year-old granddaughter
who was obviously a lot more knowledgeable than I about...

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The Obsessive Theatre Goer

Culture
Vulture  

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Contest: Stand Alone Footle
Sponsor: Brian Strand
Placed 2nd
© 21st November, 2017...

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Love is non-mechanical
it doesn’t crank, pinion
or always work dependably.

In cavalier moments, I thought I knew
something of how it all works—
it’s apertures and shafts—
its grinds and reciprocations.

I’d judge it’s motions
work its levers, judge its spins,
and address its slippery angles.

You could call me obsessive
but obsessive people don’t
obsess...

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