Best Panicked Poems

(The Fallen Poet)

Shadows, fall from the east
Winter show, white meadows,
Compelling words lost, in a silent world
Beautiful, Bloomingdale is how it goes
Apocalypto-- my very own limbo
Alone in a field of corpses-
A field of men, women and broken pens, 
Images of angels fallen to their knees

A piece...

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Wild spirit -
I cherished you tender 
within my halo of prana;
careful not to hurt you
as I worked to set you free
using hands of peace
in harmony 
with my heart's song 

I beheld your fragile form 
of freedom lost 
as your panicked eyes 
pleaded release..
and in those...

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This is for the Contest - 'Titanic - Fare Thee Well' Sponsored by Tom Woody.
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Prometheus had erred and caused great ire
when stealing in stealth secrets of fire.
But Zeus could not forgive this deed.
The chieftain of gods punished his greed.
The lightning zigzagged across the sky,
in anger he let thunderbolts fly.
Instructions he gave to mould from earth
a woman endowed to prove...

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Ever wrote a sequel
To a poem about 
The road of dead bodies
that you drove upon?

I dont Think So^^

O. Yeah im laughing
At such a radical idea
Thats not registerd yet
Into naiive-Like brain cells

Yeah! Am laughing^^

Wish I could just throw
My smile on that kid
That lay stone cold
Hand over...

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I bought a box of truth from a peddler down the street,
even though he told me its veracity might sting.
I handed him a stack of bills and asked for a receipt.
 
The box was wrapped in violet silk and tied with silver string.
I gripped the...

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Inspired by Joseph Mays limerick contest.
(not for contest )
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A mischievous chef known as McMurray 
For a joke put Epsom salts in the curry
The toilet door he did lock 
The customers were in shock
He left by the back door in a great hurry.

An astronomer by the...

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"Fragments and crumbs of life, all the little pieces"

                    John Ruskin, 1853


I think of youth’s sweet friendships when I was learning how to form bonds with...

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Humpty Dumpty always sat on that wall
Except for the one time he had a great fall
So always but once that anyone can recall
Which is why today is a big deal after all

Since Little Bo Peep had lost her sheep
She wanted to ask Humpty to take...

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She remained silent amidst the squeaks of the bats
Sleeping on the hostel bed, she dreamt of winging like a dove. 
Her tears were blended with the blood of her chopped childhood. 
Her mother's lap seemed to be the only place away from humiliating world. 


Rain...

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Panicked trips down the rabbit hole goes as follows,
Far beneath the depths and hollows.
Way before first breath of plaque,
Meaningless so void and vague.
Til death you see we meet again,
Born to die and live to sin.
Time is out and toll the bell,
Body in the wishing well.
The...

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There once was a farmer called Mr Brown
Who with his duck in tow went off to town
The duck panicked and quacked all the way
The farmer had his fill and left the duck in the dray
Then disappeared into the Rose & Crown 

There once was a...

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Some modern folks, when they hear his name,
will roll their eyes and look ashamed,
thinking the cowboy is uncivilized,
with his hats, and guns, and round-up rides.
That somehow they are beyond the stuff,
to good for the wild, and the rough,
following some unwritten ‘elite’ law,
suppressing the urge to...

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(Why I'm Still Breathing)

When the cow was dry, she was compliant.
When she calved, she turned vicious
and no fence could hold her,
but she gave milk in abundance,
and Dad refused to sell her.

She chased Mother 'round and 'round the barn
until Mom panicked, climbed the corner logs,
and perched...

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Great Spirit whispers on breathing breeze; 'It is time',
puce plume in saffron noon signals hunt's aborning,
ThunderBeasts' harrowing hooves erupt Great Plains grime,
soon will ail, widow's wail like a wild dove's mourning...

Ancient wisdom, ebony eyes, high cheekbones wide,
buffalo, he knows, mystical foes who fight back,
astride, he...

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