Best Undiagnosed Poems

Nothing to hold, yet
Everything--withheld
Strained by light, becoming a shadow, hiding in that shell
Crawling in the dream a brief reality

Hell no I said
I laugh because it's...

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Lean into me Luv,
abandon the logic of romance,
be naked in the nature of my need,
pant openly as weightlessness prickles your pink parts,

Tonight I do not...

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(prior to tha ode dee us political stink sans hillary rodham clinton, i scrawled out this poem. her likelihood to grasp to political mantle than...

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Mama cried nearly every day
Depression then undiagnosed
Tears shed, no apparent reason
Confined to bed, embryo posed

No words seemed to lift her spirits
Her children thought that they’d...

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What strange cascades course down my spine -
invisible, unnameable, and as of yet, undiagnosed.
I only can liken them to rain or wind.
Sometimes they are as...

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This foggy sky
darkly and relentlessly rains
especially for an early May morning.

He is not prepared for darkness
seeping in from new-born leaves,
not yet full grown into this...

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I told myself before she was born I would never put her in any form of torment but it feels like she's absorbing all the...

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"Pallida mors aequo pulsat pede
Pauperum tabernas regumque turris"
Death comes in many forms
And never counts the cost.

A brutal suicide bewilders,
Desolate are the young mother's children.

Carelessness leaves...

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There are so many people in the world
Who have missing marbles
Many go undiagnosed
But they really don't possess full sanity


There are so many people who commit...

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Every cell in my body’s tweeting out pain
Something undiagnosed like a speeding train
Wants to kill my physical but not my brain
So I’ll just keep dictating...

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The intrusive thought of murder
Haunts me day to day.
All brought about by pure anger-
Pure rage.

Rare, and
Undiagnosed.
When will it end?
Can’t handle to sound of a voice.
A...

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At every turn in time, I wish to live the best dream 
The best wish everyone could have
That caress the precious grace per luck 
Which...

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Though our birth we don't remember, for it was long before our memory
as we depend on those before us and those before we were conceived
To...

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Old Bolsanaro wishes he was, and takes strides to become, a fictional character as a way to promote more predictable backlash from his invasive, divisive...

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Esteemed Mr. Elly reveres science
 friendly, Aibohphobia undiagnosed 
always studying, thinking constantly
Azotemic energy, breathing theories 
ideas enlightened, eliciting fawning students
readily schematize and azotize 
enjoying and...

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