Best Pridefully Poems

A Captivating Rose


 A rose's petals are tender to touch
The delicate nature is pridefully pure
That blazing beauty entices the eyes
While their thorns may leave you sore

They hold a scent of carnal passion
A deep perfume that dreams of love
They dare reveal their hearts, like fashion
That crimson...

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Without Hue

WHITE
a sign in all caps meaning
forbidden
first class
clean and more importantly correct.
Bedsheets and tablecloths
flowing in the night 
with madness most great
slowly blanketing the world’s peoples
in a snow of blond descent
while faces of the past that tainted African blood 
stare back from the 21st century reflection...

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          In My Garden of Freedom



To no human, do I belong!
I am the afterglow of freedom’s song.
My friends bring me water and light.
The hour matters not, even at...

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Though still within our infancy, 
we strive to thrive, but woefully 
we flash and flaunt our 'primacy',
display our trophies pridefully.
 
Our terra firma ecstasy
destroys survival's harmony,
lays waste to life on land and sea.
Mankind, thy name is vanity!

By doubting Nature's regnancy,
defying laws with levity,
we strain our...

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Promiscuous passions pretense

Promiscuous passion puts on a pretense
as he pridefully tries to prove his physical prowess

Promiscuous passion presumptuously pursues prey
by projecting his powerful persona on the perfect person

Promiscuous passions asks would you dance with me please
as he pours profusely personal admiration along with the drink

Promiscuous...

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What's up miss popular? People know about your greed
Ya, got the text. The "Hey, dotard, don't talk to me freak,"
The average joe, and those silly electronics"
Please, Click Itch, labeling others as the smelly geek
So many countless hours cushioning in luxury
Preparing to feed your lust, her...

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Black women in America,
let the sterile tabulating machine 
tally your vociferous views
Loud women pridefully possessing 
the highest voting demographics in the amber land
Have your passions changed America’s
cruel grain racial oppression ... 
Are your males still getting brutally beaten and killed?
Did your strong vocal pleas
get heard...

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All armored in gear of silver, he stands tall
at the battlefield of war.
She carelessly awaits for the hour, watching
him and learning his many flaws.
He tells her that she can forfeit at any time,
regardless of the state that they are in.
She giggles a laugh of mock,...

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Its time to do what's written
Explain,  I can't until you let go of all you know
To understand what truths we are missing
Or that have been hidden

I will use my self as target
Cause its not in everyone
To comprehend what life really is
Want their illusions to...

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Will I if I can't?

My will was mine, I'd blindly assert.
These hurting hands attached to a machine mind, 
a Martha of tasks, each feat to complete,
but scarcely succumbing to bask at Your feet.

In dominance she wrote, she spun, she grasped.
Now every tactile task leaves this...

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“That body is female!”, they tell me.
At the turn of the moon
It purges itself of its sins,
Washing away what lives could have been,
Punished for failing biological duties.

“That body is female!”, they tell me.
Forever marked with the scarlet letter,
The big, bold, burning red “F”
Branded on the...

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" Our Sealing Band "

If I could be anything
during this short life
before I pass and die 
I would want to be a tear
beautifully being born
within your pretty eye.
 
To live down your cheek
slowly growing and flowing
as you begin to cry 
then to be licked by...

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IF EVER I HAD A COUNTRY - LXXXII

    for Carlos Bousoño, the eminent Spanish critic, poet and professor
           who maintained that if you don't like the "humorist",
     ...

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Behold the flageolet wizard wand — 
at each windpipe end,
it toe tag taps the same dirge sound

Abominable Gomorrah black buries
to the left
Vile Yeti blinking Babel blue buries
to the right

This voodoo mint stick
shows you the same Al Jolson face,
no matter which dark side
of the hex coin...

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My mother did it again!
     She laid it pridefully on my plate.
     A coagulated, creative, colorful texture.
     She called it Suzeeka.


     I said, "wait!"
     "Oh...

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