Best Puking Poems

She waits in traffic while running her errands
singing along to the car radio,
then waits in lines at various places
smiling at faces she doesn’t know.
Evenings, she...

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I'm fraughting with fear

Fear of rise in temperature
Fear of sinking blood pressure

Fear of developing a lump
Fear of a funny happy jump

Fear of cough and cold
Fear...

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"I'm going to wake up and bury my heart if you're not in it, I could never forget, so I pretend it never happened, I'll...

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The angles are in the storm
Just before  the break of dawn
Sending a message to everyone
Telling them to remain calm
The angels are singing out loud
They...

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She is the sketch, never looked nice,incomplete and the loner.
She never glowed like princesses,
always at the back raw
and was never expected to bloom like Gerbera...

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Thus says He who guards the gate,
The atmosphere is stagnant,
Stagnant with discontented gluttons,
Tangled with tricks and deceptions,
Soaked with indoctrination,
And charged with foul breath. 

Thus says...

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Here's the truth @my about P.D.
I will knock you off your key bored rapidly
Envy you are, of my ghetto rhyming slam
Shh!!Who really cares who I...

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POOR AUNT MAUDE

Sitting bored I sat and sighed
How inconvenient old aunt Maud had died
I wouldn’t be here if the old bat was still talking
Watching the...

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When did we stop
Learning from the pains
Of holy men,
Of scholars’
       Thorny throats 
      ...

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  My first rock concert was in the year 1995,
  The group was part of the British invasion;
  On the bar in...

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I want again to be perfected.
Everyday, awakening to fine-tuned platitudes,
Agendas, each hour hanging before me
Like coats on hangers.

I want overcast and quiet;
I want blue screens...

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""Papa" "What about Spring ... ? 



"I don't know Son?"


Killdeer' draw you away from their nest, Bluebirds holler to all about it, hungry Father Fox...

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this was written strictly because she wanted to bet and i won!
        I WONDER IF ONE EVER FEELS...

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Strum the strings of that ukulele. 
Whistle a tune I've never heard.

The music in my head is ruined-
by the sounds of drunkards puking
and old men...

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( an informal poetic)


So I found it! The very essence of my soul, the eventual becoming 
Of my living form to travel to the unseeable...

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