Best Scorning Poems

On my way to the prayer meeting with the Lord
Something funny and amusing happened to me…
First, I faced Miss Skeptic with her arrogant stare
Scorning, she...

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Limricks prompted by a comment made by someone today

It's a fact, and no longer just a rumor
Some soup people barf at toilet humor
Have you sniffed...

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Hungry stomach and hungry voice
Choice of the capitalists
Skin and bone girls and boys
Their creature and they rejoice

Words and paints latent in their look
Contents of a...

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Is there anyone who can explain to me
why someone in the Soup community
would gripe about those on the lists,
ranting on with their pen in clenched...

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I love you in the morning
I love you in the night
I love you without scorning
I love you with my might

Save your kisses just for me
Save...

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"People will forget what you said, forget what you did, 
but will never forget how you made them feel."   
   ...

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Ah Consuela! Invoking vast vistas for visions of green Spanish eyes,
I discern them again where she left me back then,
                 as we kissed when she...

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Each time I raise my gaze to the night sky,
A million stars stare back, shedding happy tears of light.
And I cannot but stare back in...

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LAMB AMONG THE LITERARY LIONS

Housewives, secretaries, the odd pro willing to stoop,
All came, delinquents, child prodigies, derelict old men
“All welcome” – the Chair of the...

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 Part 2
4th Delirium: Lost Souls
Sunken cities , pilgrims peering.. gawking,
squinting eyeballs, blazing sun
Janus facing, shepherds chasing.. stalking,
friends embrace before they shun
Tearooms steaming, tumult teeming.....

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SYLVIA WAS AN ‘A’ STUDENT 
and Alpha woman

The Abyss was bared, and malevolently yawning,
The deep black pit of endless loss to rile
You, and you didn’t...

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The Suffering HE Bore

We will never fully understand the depth of the suffering
that our Savior bore on the tree of Calvary, 
nor the pain of...

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Good morning, good morning,
       I'm giving no scorning,
But just for the record
       Let...

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Han(1) is the mang-bu-sok.(2)
Han is the tears,
the tears of a sorrowful woman
who waited and waited to the good news
that of the husband, who left her...

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Within cries decreed with shadows mourning
Mortal sin translucent through eyes scorning
Brewing storms amidst silent atramental abyss
Accruing waves breathed loves lingering kiss

Minds melting transfixed thru ravaging...

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