Best Rancour Poems

Upon those who yield to anger, I should take pity
because words they spit are like sandpaper, gritty.
A loathsome temper causes them to fume and fret,
sometimes...

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A period of youthful vim ferments
as coruscating golden flecks in eyes 
that mesmerise and tantalise, give rise
to secrets in my breast to stir, foment.
The xanthous...

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As along our long life journey we sail
We all do encounter belied expectations 
Feeling of deep hurt results from betrayal 
Our shrivelled heart writhing in...

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Rising from the mightiness of my mind's eye,
Diving through the everglade of my endless thoughts,
Dancing to the tunes of my triumph stories,
She came, My love!,...

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In tight contests, 
rivals flash sour,
scheming smiles 
of ignominies.

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Three cousins played a “game’ of war
A map of Europe spread across the floor
No adults there to keep the score
As each of them wanted more...

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THE PAUPER


Bent and frail, the old man stood
Seeking alms only when in need of food
Without any whining to gain sympathy
But an upturned palm and a...

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Peace on earth I cherish so much without doubt
Even if rancour exist between many nations
Active participation in peace talks brings about
Cumulative efforts to end external...

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Tossing and turning after a heavy economic loss
The shock shattered my peace of nights
Hugging my pillow tight with unshed tears
The sorrowful thoughts trudged haltingly
To my...

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In London Town he was born and bred,
A ramshackle abode down Popham St.
In Queens' Cottages hunger was he fed,
In London Town he was left for...

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Sour grapes make for the most 
bitter wine.
I drink from it daily

Seeing lives I wish to lead
Moments I wish were mine
Familiarity breeds contempt
Brewing this hatred...

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Time and tide wait for none, it is said
It is a true and a wise statement indeed
Forget the dead past and fears of future
Savour the...

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The Silent Killer

The silent stealthy cancer
Creeps and spreads inside
With no warning it's deadly rancour
When it strikes none can abide

Relentlessly eating through and through
As remorseless as...

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A New View, Translation of Carlos Bousono’s poem : La nueva mirada

(My own view of Carlos Bousono stems from a full academic year – from...

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Pray, I know, I feel it, I sense it
The intuition which is mightier than my wit
Tweets it to my mind
And I just trust it
As it...

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