Best Swinish Poems
AbyssIn deepest, darkest depths of my despair
I find myself without a saving grace.
A pendulum of pain prevents my prayer
from rising upward through the dead of space.
Within these walls a war where no one wins
repeats itself just like a worn-out rhyme.
No swain should...
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Categories:
swinish, angst,
Form:
Sonnet
Mixture 3It's an age where-
The noticeable is unnoticed¤
I see love curved like C's,
Forming a ditch-
Hoi polloi fall into¤
As green grasses go brown;
Corruption remains the core option-
To all swinish citizens
I see,
Faded dreams;
Coloured by padded visions¤
Beauty;
Coated by sugary elements,
As sanity-
Is purged from the system¤
The price...
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Categories:
swinish, age, identity,
Form:
Didactic
Sonnet 021413My past life was like a cold lump of clay
Forced to caricature, no more no less
Numbed and swinish, departed and grey
With a fractured heart, slack and lifeless
Though I wandered harshly; looking but locked
And twice pulled sparing arrows from my chest
A true golden beauty leaned in...
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Categories:
swinish, love, marriage, wife, life,
Form:
Sonnet
Unique Matters of LoveOccasionally
We see
Phenomenal matters of love
With our heart
But not with our eyes
At first, we find ourselves happy
Where we unearth in the yard
At the bottom of the gravel
Gold or diamond
Inadvertently
By sheer luck
Or by accident
The great misfortune
Or happiness
Not far from the hourglass.
Love walks with the season and time
As...
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Categories:
swinish, emotions, forgiveness, happiness, life,
Form:
Free verse
Wishes Over AirWishes favored over air
Hopes o’er constancy plain
Oases stripped of falsehoods fair
Still egged on by pain
Flowering hope, a swinish symbol
The sweet are only taste
Protective only as a ghostly thimble
Plummeting disgrace
Tip toe tip toe little dreams
You’re wrong, you’re air, you’re scarce
Glazed eyes reek of busted seams
In a...
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Categories:
swinish, childhood, dream, fate, hope,
Form:
Quatrain
A Temporary HatredHating isn't for whole of my life,
Yet in here, I have to create a strife.
We shall wait till the poem, I finish
Then I'll embrace thee going swinish.
Grant me now, I'll pretend,
My hatred will blow to an end.
Ever since the time we met,
My loathing...
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Categories:
swinish, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form:
Rhyme
Screams
Can you hear it?
Not that anybody presses so,
But still,
There they are.
Their obnoxious shouting,
With twitching countenances,
A purely inconceivable demeanor
Consisting of nothing
But insanity,
Lust,
And overall
Ravenousness.
They used to walk,
Walk inside,
And back out again
Ever so orderly.
Gloriously gallant guards
Protecting the central base
Of their livelihood.
Now,
They scramble
Writhing,
Self-penalizing,
Wriggling with utter chaos
As the lot...
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Categories:
swinish, allegory, analogy, angst, animal,
Form:
Free verse
As all shall stay, be it, so be it, without meI have condoned myself to suicide
To death
To feel acceptance, the burge of pain, enlightenment
All with immediacy
As if i was but a figment of a whorish imagination
I often find myself the stranger among the room of fallaced faces
The stranger among the few that thrive...
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Categories:
swinish, suicide,
Form:
Free verse
Bloodlust with'n PerversionWith present great, O’ gracious hate
O’ hand in heart, neither tripp’d nor fear’d
Doth thine conquer, by thine of corrup’d lips
O’ Sicker thy pour’d thine sicken canst
Thy chanc’d on seated heart
Hath thy slate nigh single sinner hips
Wither’n hither if b’yond, where’n nought
With’n ernst wouldst...
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Categories:
swinish, allusion, children, dream, romance,
Form:
Free verse