Best Sophomoric Poems

If a poet falls in love with you
you will live forever.
Atticus Finch - To kill a mockingbird.

In the midst of conundrums, of 'what ifs.'

I dislike...

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I am whatever you say I am...
but, let's get back to reality...

       Three short years ago, this room shined...

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Oh I'm sorry I didn't get it, 
not to worry I won't forget it.
In order to win, it's not the contest, 
but rather the spin....

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'Tis so, I adore a polychromatic Muse.
She's a plethora of jolly dramatic hues.
Not to bore yuh surely with rant sophomoric,
But her aura is purely phantasmagoric.

I...

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Why can't I do it how I want to do it?
Been told my rhymes are sophomoric - at best
I may violate pentameter but I write...

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OMG this is what I think as I am reading? 
thus pus poems and yes they stink
simple in word mire contrivances with 
rancid rhyme scheme...

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Seriously Jealous,

inherently over-zealous,

a calculation of the wellness-
of present day hellishness...

Seriously sophomoric,

traumatically important,

radical-
a spaceship uninhabitable.


Playing a game,

never would have guessed I was a lame...

Being insane,

while people...

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The day i saw
this con man
was night
and wind
was snow
and rain
he was laughing
kicking for fun
white snow balls
and children skulls
angels like flies
were falling around...

It happened the day
I...

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There Once Was 
By Franklin Price
3/5/2016

There once was a rich man who spent
His own money to be president 
You can tell when he stands
He has...

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Yesterday is hell sifted away
tomorrow is heaven
a myth...
no bye, no aloha 

complex married 
misunderstood
unable to communicate
hate
a retaliating stranger who never saw first blood
eyes red
puddled with...

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Ma,
Why do I need to apostrophize you? Why did you flew away into the celestial regions so earlier? Is it because you are from a...

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the following quite quirky epistle may not exhibit the ordinary characteristics of poetry, but i decided to share this self made challenge (where every word...

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It's a sick world.
Men of power,
greed, and cunning.
Vomit!

Banal and sophomoric, 
evil men;
ohhhh such vile, vile, vile men.
Vomit!

Arrogant,
cantakerous,
cruel and callous men.
Vomit!

May they drown,
in blood,
in the blood...

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Save them
from the innermost of
the mind bewildered
the heart diminished
the voice demure to shout

Make them
collapse
with gloomy smile
Fake
intentions frail
of body and soul
promiscuous
Collide

Set free
a sage
in every word
on any...

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I sit and reminisce about the "good ol' days"
The prelapsarian time before it all went sideways

The details of life were all that I saw
There was...

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