Best Plagued Poems

I hear a little girl laugh
and see her sweet face
recall the days of play
the sweet cuddles and kisses
then, I am taken to her name engraved
and remember my sisters death
in childhood . . . 
I can hear a baby crying in my dream
and it is my...

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Like an albatross enfolded around my silencing throat,  
squeezing ever tighter,  
asphyxiating on sins not of my own.  
A scarlet letter has been placed upon my weeping chest;  
without hesitation, punishment has been handed down.  
Rusted shackles placed around pleading...

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Cursed

I am plagued by things of the now: daily
physical aggravations for which
doctors have given me no cure.
Memories can’t afflict me
the way my body has
been bedeviled by
ailments which do
not even
have a 
name.
I 
suppose
I can say
the memory
of a physician
having injected me
four times with a substance that
gives some...

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In the splendorous sapphire space of my pristine heart, 
shimmering in the sanctified radiance of the indigo night,
you gleamed like seraphic sequins of argentine moondust, 
making me feel fascinated as I sensed your cerulean sheen.

My heart morphed into a mesmeric turquoise lake,  
where the...

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Enough’s not enough
Plenty won’t do
I need some more stuff
To feel, good as you

Things are just things
I’m certain of this 
Scars are just dings
I still dismiss bliss

I feel things, intense
Or nothing at all
It doesn’t make sense 
I’ve hit a brick wall

The vibe’s not the same
Sensations aren’t...

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The night stood, 
veiled like a nun.
     Wherever she looked,
         She saw a hooded assassin,
staring at her with eyes like fireballs.
     

Leaving aside 
the unfinished works,
she curled into...

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Plagued by the memories of insoluble illusions
that hang on the tapestry of yesterday
where mythological masks were worn
in another time, another place
and are relived in pictures
hanging on my mind's wall of sadness and loss
when dreams of moonlight madness
remind of love's longing
the remembrance of faces and places
stay...

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I see you there
weaving in and out of shadows
flickering like the moon
obscured by thick clouds
hoovering overhead
as the incandescence light
of a new dawn breaks
in crimson streaks
across this sky

I feel your breath
brushing against my ivory flesh
in labored sighs
like a storm's rise
of quickened gusts
and i quiver
within the cold
of...

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I am plagued with this curse
it is like physical spite
I feel it in my soul 
and the resedue 
comes dripping out my eyes
I wish I could grip this feeling
and tear it out with my magical
pliers. But than these feelings
that I have for you would die
and...

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1.

I am in love with pain.
Simplicity's mode has never been my gain,
but I see you standing there in the rain,
and I fain.

2.

I am in love with darkness.
A self-absorbed alchemist obsessed with the farthest
as I weep over the death of softness,
"You were deathless."

3.

I am in love...

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I swear I was an innocent bystander
when the mirrored metallic hotdog crossed the planes
of surreal and subconcious.
I witnessed the takeoff faster than a time touched
woman in a suburban grocery store 
when the last carton of milk with that later date is taken
from the mirrored door,...

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Germane generic geeky guy
five sixths enroute
to complete lxiv luxurious Earth orbits
experienced chronic, demonic, 
physiologically hegemonic...
irritable bowel syndrome
without shadow of a doubt,
yet aforementioned plight
the following lines of poetry
will not be about
problematic posterior plague.

After contemplating discomfort
linkedin with said medical condition,
yours truly realized aftermath
of Hurricane Ian concerning
those who...

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Memories of whip-lashing words 
steeped me deep into a roil of rancid oil
my soul a weeping blistered sore  
my heart a gangrene amputee 
pus-green-memories rupture to plague me 
infection still oozes from core’s moaning cracks

in a pale cringe I sniffled   the cold...

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People don't understand,
Nobody can seem to comprehend,
The pain I'm plagued with and must with stand,
Only those who've had such experiences first hand understand,
Your completely clueless clearly,
Otherwise your speech would be sincere sincerely,
Your frustrations and frantic feedback lacks feelings, to be frank,
Wrinkled brows surrounded by an...

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    Life is inherently challenging
    Emotional memories, 
    leave deep traces
    Unpleasant sensations, 
    from the past
    A pre-existing element
    of everyday life
 ...

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