Best Relapsed Poems

Setbacks Contest
Sponsor: Nayda Ivette Negrom


missing link unknown
her death my pity hindrance 
lessening of growth

regressed innocence 
before successful progress
life’s impediment

severe frustration
defeated bloodline mourning
extinct from her loss

thirsty...

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this poem is about my addiction to drugs and although now clean, still struggle with temptation, this drug is evil and destructive and I hope...

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I was born 6 lbs. 9 oz. with blond hair and blue eyes. 
I was also born gay
I am anorexic. 
And you would think people...

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Mum really likes her Moggy. 
The cats her pride and joy. 
I swear to God it"s pampered, 
much more than US her boys! 

The cat...

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After very long time, I took out my shirt
Cornered in the wardrobe on a hanger.
I found a long familiar hair in the collar
How a*beauty drew...

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1. Non-fiction

The bathroom faucet gushes nectar
drowns my hands in never-laughter,
"Sorry" is a specter
when you told me "0" I felt disgusting,
hopelessly deluded,
naked.

Last night I dreamed
that New...

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THE REAL END OF THE COLD WAR  1989



This is why the Soviet Union collapsed?

The rail engineers were then all women  -

Who stopped working...

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Striving for perfection comes with a price 
so it's true the higher you climb the more unforgiving people become, 
so I ask God let thy...

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White nights
Another  night so dark and bleak 
How did I become so weak 
Here I’ll lay this is it 
My cold dark lonely pit
Because...

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Caged out inside herself
The dark light will never shine
Why do you care to think negative
If you'd care to think at all?
Can you believe I wanted...

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I was on a journey
The destination wasn't clear
I needed to experiment 
And challenge every fear

I was slightly unsure
But not at all lost
He lured me in...

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Born into this realm surreal, 
With truth being revealed, 
Lack of understanding so it remains sealed,
Was feeling weak, but with that there's a negative cost,...

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Light it up. As I'm gazing through the 
white lines. All I see is black written words 
I must be high. Wiping my eyes to...

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"I fear that a world made of gifts
cannot coexist
with a world made of commodities."
     Robin Wall Kimmerer, Braiding Sweetgrass, p. 374

We...

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When the 21st century stepped into its third decade, the major tone of the world sharply switched. Internecine confrontation, cartelism and calumniation snaffled the high...

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