Best Ranting Poems

I am but a slave among lives hidden features
Who cares what I crave midst these two-legged creatures
I crave superb polish and fine furniture wax
Extremely strong wood glue and upholstery tacks
To be moved more toward the shade and less in the sun
To have a tung oil...

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I’ve seen a world where twilight dies,
murdered off by the rising Sun.

But beholden they were so dark at times,
before that day had come.

I’ve seen the wretch with my own eyes,
and even kept at some.

Eventually I realized,
now no wrong is left unwrung.

Still the evil plays at...

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Yeah thats right  at
night your not hearing things
and its  not your imagination
And of course the landlord exterminated 
so it couldn't be mickey mouse.
Long before you moved in this was
my house! chump!
Yeah I moved things around when 
your sleep, I even make designs on...

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so they are putting 
some reigns on the credit card
companies again.......

what about those of 
that paid on time the last time
and every other 

time? rates did rise with
tempers and temperatures
no relief in sight

even uncle sam 
doesn't get away with all 
of that freaking crap

knock 'em...

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I am not here
I do not exist
My screams are silent and go unheard
everything is pointless
in sleep comes dreams
that radiate peace
they tell me everything will be okay
though beautiful
the creatures be
though beautiful the galaxies
though enormous the feeling
of connection with
everything and nothing
when I awake they're gone
they were not...

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Many see me as that crazy cat guy, 
who dresses in black all of the time,
and keeps to himself, or to just a chosen few,
and while the latter two accusations may very well be true,
"crazy cat guy" couldn't be further from the truth.
I'm a man...

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Aimless wandering beings 
  Arms flailing reaching out to touch 
feeling no one in reach
isolated pedestrians seeking affection
 disconnected lack of eye contact
Seeing no one peripherally...

A sea of souls knowing more each day
 forgetting everything else
information trumping wisdom
 Compassion overshadowed by Computation
  ...

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Anger spills out
with a great shout

from this pen at times
as it looks for rhymes

that make some sense
without pretense,

but its only anger that spills
and my heart it fills

for the madness in a life
full of war, ever in strife.

While loving words may be said,
deeds leave only more...

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What comes after
Nonstop tales
Ugly truth for that matter
Neverending stories that never get stale

It sucks
Unbearable to my ears
Perhaps it is luck
That I am not, to you anymore dear

Here comes regret
Being played in your game
Not knowing your shocking traits 
Long before I let my heart beat your...

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You madman ranting in the train
Time sold in that bottle should delay your pain
But what has poisoned you to disordain
Professing the impossible over and over again
"My manhood into" Britain! you claim
The universe is all to blame
Your wishful dreams are driving you insane
To hell with all...

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I can hear
the ranting fish
talking
far below

Feelings are
just feelings
says the fish

And nothing
Is more 
accommodating
than water...

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How do I drown out
The dimwitted stupidity
Of your foolhardy rants
The halfwitted folly of your absurdity
The madness of your lunacy
Who in heaven’s name
Do you think you’re fooling
You’re so generous with disparaging remarks
What have you ever accomplished
How dare you pretend to sit up on a throne
While having...

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Help, who can come to me? 
I only think to hate.
Myself included is what I have currently.
I don't know what to think. 
I know what they think I am.
Really they say everyone is depressed.
Even though they prove themselves normal.
People don't understand how I think.
Sometimes God...

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you can see
a man's nipple
on a movie screen

i can jog
topless but
don't because

of my
belly but
believe you

me
i could
expose my

teat even though
the definition makes
the discussion to say a

female
but who
wrote the

dic
tion
ary

beware of those
who cast the
first stone

and if i'm 
outside of
a glass house

i can see
every
one's

mammaries...

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“Fear Mongers”

Newspapers yelling, 
TVs screaming,
Radios blaring.
Is this what we want?
Is this what we need?

Politicians lying,
Preachers ranting,
Black men dying,
Mothers crying.
Is this what we want?
Is this what we need?

Breaking news,
More breaking news.
Shootings here,
Robberies there,
More mothers crying.
Is this what we want?
Is this what we need?

Fear mongers
Marching, Marching, Marching
They’re...

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