Best Pillaging Poems

What smug pseudomorph 
inhabits my reflection,

adroitly mimicking my 
every manner and expression,

mercilessly mocking me 
with flawless simulation?
 
She is the great pretender;
a master counterfeiter;
a furtive opportunist;
a thieving imitator.
 
She is a soul-sucking demon 
of the gravest degree;
a brazen parasite 
feeding on health and ingeny,

pillaging my...

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And I for one would like to sleep
but I cannot, because I weep
for lives and dreams and nations lost
We never thought to count the cost

So many are the pirouettes
of running, flailing silhouettes
as flames behind them flicker high
to set aglow the night time sky

Becoming so habitual
this...

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[ credits to LAURENT YVAN from France who read my poem ]



launched over ages of primaeval forces
my nomadic ancestry calls out to me
winds howl driven over rolling hills
atop a ridge of rugged mountains
beyond vestiges of the long silk road
the Mongolian empire looks back at me
the...

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The battle between body and spirit

Housed as I am,
in this earthenware vessel
I witness,
the raging between body and spirit.
My mood- sullen and morose,
a telling sign-
a flashing indicator-
pointing to a weakness in my will,
a slow debilitating decline in my convictions-
indicating a buttressing of my resolve-
is urgently needed.
This...

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There's a viscerally vial creature loosed,
Which is heinously hideous and vicious.
This barbarian monstrosity destroys people's vitality and flesh,
By raping and pillaging their lives,
Killing and ravaging entire families and villages,
Forever cursing all those it consumes.
I've taken up armament against this enemy,
Vowing an oath to eradicate this...

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The Angel

Heart of Peace

In the hills and glens of the Bosnian homelands
Roamed the Serbian chetniks, with swords of the devil
In the name of nationalism
Raping and killing, burning and pillaging
Their aggressions they called it defending

Carkic the rapist of all of humanity
Drank himself to a stupor
To hide...

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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=njHvGxZgTPk

Relaxing Music for Deep Sleep. Delta Waves.
Calm Background for Sleeping, Meditation, and Yoga.

Amidst human tempest
malevolent fiery brew
whereby renegades who 
kickstarted effective coup
I laid down with
eyes wide shut yours truly drew

listening to above
world wide web hyperlink
silently lambasting rambunctious
hoodlums ewe
could literally feel
maniacal malefactors rage that flew

wrenching loose...

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The Wild One


I watched, as in a dream mist….

….after a day of rain, fog rolling in off the rocks of Lake Superior

Three large deer, nibbling moist leaves from sapling trees, unconcerned with my presence, 
only 20’ away. Two were young bucks, both with fuzz-covered antlers,...

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The pious dealings
Of Isis doth stealing
Pillaging and raping
In Allah’s names saking

They, who worshiping in utter silos of hate
Are enemies of all civilized states
Western senses, selling moderation
Those extremists won’t buy that sensation

Islamic terrorists are not of the book
Lets not blame the west, we are not the...

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Sir Henry Morgan, Welsh born
Wasn't a pirate but a privateer so it's shown
As he had a document from King Charles II
Authorising to attack enemy ships for gain

His most famous attack was on
Panama City in 1670., where he seized upon
Vast amounts of Gold.
Then captured Puerto Bello...

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14 July 2010

The Sea Rover


Moving sideways or careening
All hands hoay and avast ye
Sea dogs and landlubbers go on pillaging
Jolly Roger is flapping guarded by cannon and artillery

Pistol, daggers, and doubloon among things inside the sea-chest
Walk the plank if they caught you as offenders
Or heave to...

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Hey bruh, 
haven’t you heard,
ain’t you read the news?
The White House is gonna eradicate 
the fear infested inner city blues
That Trump fella says,
he’s got his poison pen ready to use
He says black folks got nothing going for ‘em,
so what have they got to lose
He’s gonna...

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The augury of him in Crimea was so
That Ekaterina said she was tired of sandwiches
But I did have black tea, black Latvian bread with her black Ikra near Black Sea
Hundreds of kilometres from Kiev and from Moscow in Odessa where heresy breaches

I beated her wings...

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The Viking gallery slipped quietly through the night
the oars just barely skimming the gentle swell
sails were fur-lowed  tight to help hide it from sight
the warriors ready for the signal sounded by the bell

Silently they landed, ferocious was their appearance
wielding their great battle axes wearing...

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Elegant in burnt orange afterglow, 
sparkling starlight opens the show.
Neighbors and strangers appear all aroun’, 
porch lights and car lights enlighten the town.

They arrive afoot and atop handlebars.
Tots wave from strollers like famed movie stars.
Mothers bellowing orders to stay in sight, 
transgressors will rue being...

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