Best Roughed Poems

A born lioness my untamed heart? ha! 
a mouse, this pulsing token ruled by unruly wants
at times given, traded or stolen - sometimes
thrown down on a dare to be won or lost 
till it became a paper tigress in tatters; 
regrets and rejections  remorse...

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A funny thing happened on the way to my hanging
Couldn't sleep the night before my head was banging
I was innocent of a crime that I did not commit
But they roughed me up and got me to admit.

The face on the wanted posters said it was...

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In the middle ages
these roughed and scuffed decades
between newborn crocus snow-melt-nursed and
dried hydrangea blooms sepia-skinned and papery thin
I earned the right to wear sapphires
and burn my mademoiselle mistakes with wisdom-fires

it took me a while to grow into my autumn season
—the autumn side of September
hair once...

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Smooth as ebony silk, black aquatic waves the melting
Essence of liquid evil, stirring this lake placid of our
Eternal nightmares, deadened space in the fathoms
Deep, beneath the dreaming realm for which we sleep.
Translucent tears, left dripping in our unconscious mind,
Trick, trickling, encroaching, drowning us within the
Fear...

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What golden fevers disease drives the madman’s insanity,
A toxic yellow shines metal, that glitter beneath the polar Aurora,
Of greed’s horded treasure of the Klondike’s curse!
By sheer brawn's heaving and hoe, did these fortune hunters so come,
Blinded fools of riches promised folly, nay to earn a...

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SONNET FOR WINDS OF CHANGE

Cross cirrus sky swift brush strokes paint mares' tails
Tree tops are in restless susurration,
While cumbrous clouds traverse in vapour trails
Mead grass is fanned in wild undulation

Lake face whipped to agitated motion
Plumes roughed, wildfowl voyage with discretion
Gulls in-land tell of wild storms...

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Absurdity, chaos, 
strife:
The poet chooses 
virtuous reality.

Sisyphus, a 
titanic wave of metamorphosis, waiting, salted nausea:
The thinker roughed by sand 
a solitary tree in a barren desert 
defies absurdity

by seeking meaning in the absurd.

Authenticity, 
vision, conformity, religion:
The rebel a roaring 
wildfire igniting change like:
  ...

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Against the pale October Moon, a lone howling cuts
Through the chill of the winter’s night, gleaming yellow
Green eyes flash in the forests wilderness wild.
Sleek mystic swift of feet, white powder chameleons,
Living by the creed of basic instinctual desire to survive,
In this harsh environment of the...

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groom gone, mocked
 by wounded run
from enemy bomb,
red hydrogen on 
 deep ground: journey of
gunpowder fog , ebony…

 mercy, mercy!
 he roughed on, 
he moved on
bore robbed order…
beyond doggone echo,
honored cup of God reborn 


one more eve…

now , bound for home.


(a)


peaceful tidings to all soldiers...

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It's not easy becoming a Legendary  
Major League Baseball pitcher.
It never was and will never be.
You get put through the wringer
and hung out to dry.
From time to time you'll get little or no
run support.
You may have to face Legendary Icons
of the game 2 and...

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'You've thrown me over the edge of the highest peaked cliff imaginable
As I spiral further down, my outer shell gets roughed up
by sticks and stones
until my body is disfigured beyond recognition
as if I'd been torn apart and restitched together by a confused child
Will I ever...

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Mad Love

Hate to see you smile
Hate to watch you in a mile
Hate to see you talk
Hate to see myself do the stalk

Hate to hear your scream
Hate to stare you sitting like a prim
Hate to touch your roughed back
Hate to see you wearing black slack

Hate everything...

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Im Saven my freestyle rhymes so I got da proof n soon I'll be raising da mothaen roof, feeling bullet proof..with all my skills shining through..my competitors ain't know what to do.. when I grab da Mike ..they know they through... Spitting dope rhymes til...

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Bloodstained windowpane,
Light like lipstick gloss-touched
And here I sit,
Fingertips stilled,
Distilled, maybe,
Into something clearer,
Cleaner
than this metal framed
Bar-roughed
Body of a looking glass I’d shatter,
If I could…
Transparent only for a moment
When wiped away-
It screams “Don’t touch me!”
So I don’t,
I distill myself
Into something cleaner,
Clearer, maybe
And I sit, and sit,
And sit...

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I arrived at gadgados 
today TD our receptionist
is on leave and i have to multitask
between HR and customer care desk

We did lose the keys to the washrooms
turns out the HR forgot and they ended
accompanying her home.. as we are almost
giving up hope of ever finding...

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