Best Sulking Poems

Betrayal has devastated your heart
blocking love’s magic before it could start.
And depression's quagmire entraps your soul
as disparaging lies exact their toll.

Chameleon clouds change to match...

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A path strewn thick with ruddy-faced leaves
led to nowhere and everywhere in fantasies, 
our near-death rescue from boredom 
      ...

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The mica-flecked granite outcroppings loom,
releasing bits of themselves randomly 
sparkling, as they fall, in felted-light they bloom. 

Blasted cliffs, yet brazen, they rise without decree,
unconcerned...

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Just yesterday winter made the front page
yet, today everyone’s talking of spring.
And of sensations only spring can bring
like warm breezes that disarm winter's rage.
Yet, like...

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Allow altruistic artistry among ailing american adversaries.
Bartering begins before begging beasts break brothers.
Capture calamity controlling catastrophe calming castration.
Dedicate decisions directed down dreary deaf disillusionment.
Eradicate equality...

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Surrounded by seven cherubs of cheer,
Just recently passing my 100th year,
I’ve been standing here on this perch,
In Little Falls, MN’s Our Lady of Lourdes church.

Most...

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I cried               Why? Maybe it is because no one understands me.
...

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Scene 1:

There once was a man
filled with joy
a wife, a home
and a cute infant boy

Everything was grand
with twins on the way.
A spontaneous dog
who liked to...

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Blue melancholy stalks today
To wheedle me with sulking voice
But rather than to fall its prey
I instead resolve to rejoice

And celebrate this blessed life,
Obliging not this...

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I stopped beneath a big oak tree
and tried to catch my breath
My body it was shaking still,
he scared me half to death

I pulled my notebook...

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just like she's always done
with a heart and mind pricked by thorn
there she stood with her black and yellow top
And a blue jeans from a...

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From time to time,
I suffer from poetic insomnia ...
sleep deprived makes my muse grumpy
Even I don’t want that sulking soul around me
Dreamless nights
makes my pen...

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When I was 4 1/2 years old, 
as abrupt as a spanking, 
my once reliable mother brought home 
a hospital surprise 
with an alien face...

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Sitting on the shelf like a broken teacup
I go on despite these difficult moments
I run into myself with Irish green eyes and permanent tear stained...

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Jewels of Africa.

The saffron Queen spins the lilac sky,
her rays flick crimson cinders into Royal Blue Oceans.
Submerge, sizzle, frizzle...going, going, gone! ...But Not.
Cumulus clouds drizzle...

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I had the decorations each hung up there to see,
The music I had chosen was in the minor key.
The lighting was quite special--not bright, but...

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just sitting outside
chewing on this gum till i cramp up
the stress of going through it with you is making me drown in my own flatulence
i...

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Housewives peer from behind dirty windows
Catching signs of the scurrying nightlife
They know killing time is really a sin, 
Though they can be absolved by watching...

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befuddled by mud puddle conversation
motivated to stay away from those in the throes of saving face
at a sprinter's pace 
saving grace
each time I grind with...

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Un-revelling Rivalry

Who am I to speak of historical rivalry I cannot contest
all the clever myriad truths conjectures and refutations
about the two masters the two foes...

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Mister Right and Miss Right met at church the other day.
However, they didn’t recognize each other.
And, too sadly, they didn’t know what to say.
They awkwardly...

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A MESSAGE TO EINSTEIN
Originally Composed in Persian Language by:
M. H. Shahryar (1904- 1988)
Translated into English by:
 Abdullah Bageri Hamidi

Einstein! An unspecified greeting! Well, pardon;
Running in...

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He was a wanderer searching for a good time.
She was a wanderess searching for love. 
They both searched relentlessly and found one another,
And when they...

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 A visit to my village in the month of june,
all that it offers you is a very short day and a lazy afternoon.

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The mica-flecked granite outcroppings loom,
releasing bits of themselves randomly 
sparkling as they fall in felted-light they bloom. 

Blasted cliffs, yet brazen, they rise without decree,
unconcerned...

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