Best Uncomfortable Poems

Skirts were short in sixty nine,
my speech teacher wore them well
sitting ON her desk in class,
please, no speaking now!...

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The colour of an uncomfortable truth

Bullets of ecstasy white powder clear spirits
shots into nothingness forgetting looking away
Translucent syringes monochrome devastation
fighting for a better world wholeness surrendering
to psychedelic transcendental illusion
Explosions into Nirvana black darkness oblivion
powerful mind- and minefields one in the soul

Grenades shed colour of blood...

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Im gonna help the sad faces that have faces ,
Redeem each part played in these bad places
And if I had a safety net, I'd be glad to be gracious.
You don't have to say it,
The world is overplayed 
And every broken heart seems hopeless everyday.
A corpse...

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I observe Rajang, 
Enclosed in space, 
Rugged Orangutan, 
Face to face.

Nonchalantly you inspect, 
Stroll towards myself, 
We reflect.
Gazing deep, searching souls inner, 
Your so beautiful 
And me...I'm the sinner.

Inwardly I apologise, 
Through embarrassed eyes, 
That I am here
Free in.. humane, 
Useless thoughts.... in vain.

Audience akin
Your...

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A contemptuous shimmer in his eye.

His body coils along the trunk.
 
An empty stomach fuelled only by anger.

Looming ominously from the sky.

He hangs from the branch,
lolling, staring, waiting.

Waiting for a victim
to constrict and inflict.

He stares.

He waits.

He starves.

Too late?

No. Not today....

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PART I

The girl was walking with the boy. The color of her cotton saree was lighter green. Her face was a little worried.  Some might not fully understand the situation, some might see her behavior as an awkward one. And, one might not fully...

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In uncomfortable moments
One just needs to light up relax
And make everyone else uncomfortable.
Breaking up that uncomfortable 
Silence that surrounds you in that
Uncomfortable room of thin,
Ice....

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The past scoops me up
and hovers over the depths of my emotions,
drawing the lines of reactions
and taking me closer to undoubted results.

Experience guides me,
ever reminding me of times gone by
and luring me only to predictable things to come,
somehow holding me captive,
allowing no room for wreckless...

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jenny & johnny
(two hetero-swingers)
were enjoying the sunrise for their first time
with swirling rays of blissful first contact,
animalistic scents filling one another’s nostrils 
(faces all stuffed up in each other’s prospective 
cooch & coin purse)
with nectars secreting from each onto
each---
licking, groping, sticking & swapping away like
teenage...

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Uncomfortable Comfort

Unstable state
deficiency of rest
strange agony
unknown pounce
puzzling exhaustion
uninteresting-
stressful fatigue
flowing sweat
rolling tears
salty liquid
undrinkable
but
pressing thirst
body's weak
sickness strikes
illness arrives
death smells
grave knocks
uncomfortable comfort.

Drencho POET Loads....

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I feel that life’s not meant for me
But yet don’t need the sympathy
The song that I sings’ a symphony 
Enclosed in an Uncomfortable World

I’m stuck inside this atmosphere
I cannot see & cannot hear
Everything to me is not clear 
Enclosed in an Uncomfortable World

I’m blind to...

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Break the Hush (if you must!),
And be seduced by quiet Lust
That would, I fear, toss my trust
Into the fires of blood and dust
Muffled cries, I understand
Would hold My Heart in harmful hands,
And would I ever take a stand:
(Or simply sink in silent sands?)...

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Pillows and cushions
On sofas and beds
Who needs more
Than one cushion
To rest weary heads

People who buy them
Seem to need more
To place on their chairs
And sometimes the floor

It's got to be
Almost a craze
Getting into bed
Is like getting out of a maze

People are different
With different tastes
Too many cushions
To...

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blackened...ravenous
   crow on shady café chair
              eyeing menu

5/25/2018...

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we forget that were
more comfortable pretending 
we cant see in the dark
sometimes we bring our flashlights
but we always know exactly where to shine them first
so i advert my eyes as
my hostage pretends to be surprised
i should just be myself...

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