Best Processed Poems
When a Man Cries
...No one ever told me that your heart could bleed without a drop that anyone could see. I didn't know your soul could lose weight that your shadow could get thin. I had no idea that there were dry tear......
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Categories:
processed, depression,
Form:
Dramatic Monologue
Simple Words For Simple People
...If I had a pretentious brain
which acts faster than my heart
Maybe then,I would abhore this soul
which spreads freely through each verse
Maybe then I would impress you
with my intellectual ......
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Categories:
processed, analogy, beach, beautiful, books,
Form:
Prose
Simple Words For Simple People
...If I had those pretentious brains which act faster than this heart
maybe then I would abhore this soul which spreads freely through each verse
maybe then I would impress you with my intellectual gr......
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Categories:
processed, love, on writing and
Form:
Free verse
Train of Thought
...Am I dreaming
or have I dreamt myself awake
I can’t seem to discern
between real and fake
What’s right
What’s wrong
which direction
should I take
Am I reasonably responsible
for the man......
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Categories:
processed, allusion, anxiety, child, imagery,
Form:
Free verse
Ingredients of Life
...Sweetness and sourness of life
depends on the seasoning of emotions.
We are blessed with the gift of birth,
but our thoughts are processed
using different ingredients.
We all explore paths to ......
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Categories:
processed, analogy, life, love,
Form:
Free verse
Die Another Day
...“Die Another Day”
“Your mission, should you so deem it,
Is to infiltrate ALL Fluff Clusters in K.A.O.S. Headquarters
And bloody well steam it!”
“The Place is a hazardous m......
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Categories:
processed, fantasy, fun, imagery, imagination,
Form:
Free verse
Mister Joe Jangles
...Mister Joe, poet, jangles loose change in his pocket,
Jogging memories and garnering thoughts as he walks.
For Mr. Joe's brain washes, tumbles and dries,
his gems of thoughts in hourly cycles, wit......
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Categories:
processed, poetry, poets,
Form:
Free verse
Doctor Said
...An apple every day, he said to me.
Berries too, for your recovery.
Can I have just one small slice of pie?
Doctor nearly glared into my eye!
Even nuts and c......
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Categories:
processed, cancer, food,
Form:
Rhyme
Walk Away
...Cheap wine dimmed in the candle light thinking my life's bleak like her dreams keep cramping my sleep and I've had it with uncleaned teeth clamping when they bite like a dog with a lock jaw slamming ......
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Categories:
processed, break up, courage, feelings,
Form:
Rhyme
Making It Happen Part 3: How To Handle the Haters
...you've just started to make it happen your project is now being processed
but you need to know how to handle the haters who are only about giving stress
the hate that has consumed the hearts of men......
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Categories:
processed, faith, hope, inspirational, introspection,
Form:
Didactic
Knowing Right From Wrong
...It's the pain laced cold reality check
crashing winds hurricane blowing
the tail end landing with news processed
Suffering human rights ignored pains
through prides green eyes
a legion fill......
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Categories:
processed, angel, beautiful, faith, love,
Form:
Free verse
Recyclable (Click, Double-Click, Ctrl-C)
...The lunchroom fart
of turbo pasta
scatters garlic teargas
laced with meaty mystery
without mercy to
flatten cubicles.
Chain-reactions
of Tupperware battles
erupt to devastate
once discerni......
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Categories:
processed, satire
Form:
Free verse
Raping of That Virgin Drop of Rain
...So pristine each drop wrapped tenderly
by clouds as air into water processed.
Why a diamond shaped of natures play
or of gravity earth awaits, greedily
life yearned for its fall from grace.
Longing ......
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Categories:
processed, abuse,
Form:
Free verse
Orchard of Perspectives
...
Black boxes atop a vintage shelf
adorned with dust of opinions groan.
Oh they are overweight with burdens
quivering to shed a few genuine......
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Categories:
processed, analogy, hope, metaphor, perspective,
Form:
Free verse
Cranberry Injection
...For John Hink
I left your stool in my kitchen corner where you sat, a crooked grin on your weathered face that had seen a hundred sunsets. Fields you tilled by horse-drawn plows now contracted t......
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Categories:
processed, absence,
Form:
Prose