Best Servitude Poems

Muted words linger in limbo
imprisoned between many leaves
bound together in the darkness
of a poet’s tried thesaurus.
Their alphabetic existence
is but an endless servitude
whose individual meanings
chosen and together sequenced
for the glory of the poet.
The many verses read aloud
gives each utile word a voice
and continues till completion.
Then darkness...

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see wane of despair,
pains more deeply inside.
"Feed My sheep", I will...

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SERVITUDE TO PRIDE
See,
Our love that once
Like an inferno burnt,
Now, like an ember smolders,
And beyond kindle by pride has become.
Our psyches by pride wreathed, in loneliness
Our hearts writhe and our mirth into myth retracts.

Without,
A serene heart we feign.
But within, our hearts by dusk of pride
Blinded, for...

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Lead me towards 
your light like the 
three wise me of old 
oh famous STAR.

Make me a grand 
gladiator in  your 
sacrid arena,tasting 
ultimate victory oh 
GULDER.

Tune my ears to your 
alluring melody, great 
HARP of ancient 
singers.

Lead me to the path 
where my...

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Creep, oh centipede! 
    A malady to my cornea. 
Like kernels a decoy
    In my Eden realm. 
I'm infuriate to civility
    Just us serenity intervene. 
Serendipity smock my bones
    In solitude. 
Here it...

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The powers,
the powers 'that be'
wish to thank you
for your on-going servitude,
for your compliance,
conformity,
acquiescence,
gullibility,
subservience,
apathy,
disinterest,
inattention,
and your willful or blind ignorance.
We gratefully accept
your abject submission
as we strive to eradicate
all opposition
and discussion.
You are the very best of sheep,
the most loyal of lambs.
We applaud your
naiveté and lack of interest
in our...

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Our Servitude

Microsoft a macro problem has become
If of little intelligence, deaf and dumb
Complex becomes their word of the day
Consumers convert to Apple right away.

Problems Microsoft definitely is denying
Gave free update Windows 10 to be trying
To have corrected clutter caused by eight
Expecting all of us to...

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IN VENTURED SERVITUDE

Faster and faster 
it became my master
Quicker and quicker 
I became sicker
I blazed a trail to the dark side of tomorrow
Then laid a highway to a city they call “sorrow”
More and more 
I needed to score
And too oft the pickings were far too...

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I’m willing to accept
that it’s all but a cloud
Memory behind me,
and draped in a shroud

I’m willing to accept
my fatality deemed
A portal indentured
—to dreams left undreamed

(Dreamsleep: July, 2021)...

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There is truth I do not know
There is a world I never knew
With so much lies to show
Would you have known a real?

Always they have a say
With words even I know not to comply
If nights I know not day
Why have I awoken to simply deny?

I...

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A wild wisp,
bound by a vile kiss.
A rogue thought,
bound by flesh and an unchaste heart.

The parallax of bliss..

An outcast shut in.
Withering in distraught.
Die blessed, you stand in my cold rot, 
Your flow taught.

Beckoned by a teal whisper,
enticing the senses to tame.
Amethyst's fragile wish,
inviting my essence...

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Somewhere in the wilderness,
Among the barren deserts,
And under the swarthy clouds
Lie the dilapidated destination
Of a poor homeless rebel,
Victimized unmercifully to fall
Like a drop of rain waited long!

There is a burning sand, 
Perforating his bootless heels
With each prick eat up and engulf
The rest of blood from...

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Eviscerate my being! Distort my face!
Bring me closure to my ego; replace!
Seizure in dark games through which we interlace,
Beckoning the reaper's embrace.    

Subvert my empathy!
Break me into colluded ecstasy!
Mold me in your image of apathy!
Put me in a daze of senseful apogee!

If...

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Abc to the P
Servitude, will I flee
Captivity, I sue.
All thanks to poetrysoup

Like a lion,
I roar
With the Iron,
I roll,
Poetrysoup's throne,
Will I stand to withhold 

In the berth of little pen,
Lost in the depth of sinful den
And falls on the lanky route.
Sighting above, poetrysoup's root,
I cruise like...

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In the heart of the kitchen, where flavors collide,  
You wield your vocation, with passion and pride.  
Anointed by Heaven, with gifts that you bring,  
To nourish both body and spirit, you sing.  

With skilled hands you blend, a mosaic so...

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