Best Pseudo Poems

Blood that screams mixes with tears of fears,
Over your hypocrisy and useless years.
Fresh cuts don't matter - your attentions yet wane.
It's just too easy to shut down, I could end this pain.

But, escape artists aren't artists at all.

When life ends the real journey begins, the...

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Lately I've been on flats, between heaven and hell
Who but the Almighty buffers me from lack

My stance is firm, I move with care
Not to tear or deplete what's left of me

As parents persevere, praying renewal of psyche
Grown children are puncturing precious time

You'd wonder why wise...

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Pseudo Criminal


Spic and span
Washing laundry like dirty guacamole cash
In Miami sand..... buried hidden Latin trash
Hurray for the tango so grand

Pseudo criminals holding poetic book
When everyone knows they are the crooks
The underbelly of wrong upbringings
Margaritas tasting as sour as the opera lady singing

Her pimp smiles with...

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Into this quiet realm oft do we tread
this quiet place where nought is ever said.
To wax and wain within the mindless air
which fills the clogs and clicks we find in 
there.  Why then we bump into that thing 
again.  That thing we can’t...

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When poet Tennyson was very young,
He was a handsome tiny son, 
Who loved playing tennis under the sun.

When in his teens,
Tennyson excelled at his studies 
So much so that he won the admiration of 
Adorable girls who numbered ten.

As an adult Tennyson the tiny son...

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I am not one to make confessions...

I do not miss you.
I am not in love with you.
I do not see you when my eyes 
close...

I am not angry!!
I am not losing myself without you!
I do not hate the world for tempting 
me with happiness!
I am...

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a blue sky of spring 

man, portrait in silhouette 

white clouds as the wing...

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If only for a moment you could let me inside
To see a great fortress, or hobbit hole where you hide
I won't be judgemental and play toying tricks
I just want a gander, see what makes you tick
Feel the pain of your sorrow, wicked past telling lies
Keeping...

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How do you define what is “true love”?
Is this the person you’re thinking of?
She clings like a parasite,
during both day and night.
She’s someone you want to get rid of.

At first, she was as sweet as honey.
Now, she’s only after your money.
Your ultimate goal
is to drop...

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So it's back to love, gonna write about love
My favourite subject besides giggles
The thrill, the passion, the heat of the moment
Makes me wanna wiggle and jiggle

Love makes me act in very strange ways
As if I'm possessed by some demons
Always been a very prim and proper...

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Case in point comprises emotional state of euphoria 
would deafeningly, definitely, deliciously get 
frenziedly expelled from stadium. Roe ting for 
“our boys” packing every last seat in the bleachers 
all manner of humankind would (during lulls) 

Instagram, Kindle, Messenger, Outlook, Quicken, 
Snapchat, Twitter. Santander, Verizon,Wells...

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You smile at a distance,
Honesty hidden behind your teeth,
Tongue poised to reminisce,
Of linen floors and bed-sheets,
I can't remember,
How your hand felt in mine,
Memory locked in December,
When our fingers intertwined,
A nostalgic misfortune,
Cheap stuffed bear excavated by golden cranes,
Entering our relationship's 7th edition,
A 90 degree kiss coupled...

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Mint, peppermint, Cool Mint, badminton. . . . 
But that's not what I meant. 
You still don't know what I meant? 
Then I'll give you a hint. 
There's a famous guy named Clint. 
Yes, his family name is Eastwood. 
As an actor, he's sharp as...

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So it's back to love, gonna write about love
My favourite subject besides giggles
The thrill, the passion, the heat of the moment
Makes me wanna wiggle and jiggle

Love makes me act in very strange ways
As if I'm possessed by some demons
Always been a very prim and proper...

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Lingering languages bowing to lovely lies
Men’s mansions begging to murder morality
Falling flowers born to fraternize frailty...

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