Best Sadists Poems

I believe in freedom
I believe in love
I believe in all things
Sent from up above

I don't believe in hatred
I don't believe in pain
I don't believe that's...

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Scientists open many bodies
to please the skeptics, like fathers proving
there are no monsters hidden beneath
the heart's sticky bed. No soul. No ghost. Just 
organs in...

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A picture appeared on my phone today,
on the proverbial page I perused.

A view of an evil most vile,
villainy veiled behind verve and vim.

Sadists from Auschwitz,
smiling...

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PSYCHOTIC JOURNEY
by
JOHN M. ARRIBAS


Feeling really beat,  I went to bed early last night
Suddenly awakened feeling something’s not right
There was total darkness, I was not...

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The Voice Within 
Truth is a beautiful bird that seeks the light of knowledge
but it also has sharp talons to grab hold of and expose...

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What is freedom?
The brief period of anarchy between the last tyranny and the next?
Are we free if we cannot see the cage?
Or feel the chains?
What...

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There's gonna be a Freaker's Ball,
tonight at the Freaker's Hall.
Everyone's invited one and all,
so come on ladies grease your lips 
grab your hats and swing...

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be proud… and suffer
hate… and you will burn in hell
repent and save the world

True friends in life, not family, who are of course the best....

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A. W. Nutter

Consciousness in full retreat
Body surrendering to fatigue
Spiritual takeover is complete 
Viewing a hallway of intrigue

The corridor seems endless
On each side, doors aligned
Physical body...

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Dolphins have a language,
all their own,
...an homage.

Like the foreign tongue;
the language yet unknown,
...mothers,
name their dolphin children
...and give them homes;

...till their renamed or slaughtered.

(Whistle)

(Whistle)

Little whistle, swimming...

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What is it, this royal and ancient game
  that gets in your blood and under your skin?
That invites in men’s hearts a peaceful aim
...

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They talk about heaven
And life after death.
Ignorant, ironically
Of living instead.

They mutter about hell
And what lies beyond
Suffering every day
Sadists, all along.

For once someone told me
How moksha...

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No matter how devoted one is to their chosen faith, they forget, or have never understood that it is not of their choice they worship...

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If I were still single
I will see love and life from a different angle,
knowing that what makes a wise woman
is beyond trying to please every...

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For brave girls there is no sanctuary,
stormy waters spur us like waves,
echoes of silence decks our diary;
got guts, we have no path in graves. 

We...

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