Contemptuously Poems - Poems about Contemptuously

... In this world, where chaos reigns supreme, I am the voice of the people, the one who leads the dream. My heart beats with a passion that cannot be tamed, I am the fire that ignites t......Read the rest...

... (Probably more a short story than free verse In any case it’s true, seen through my eyes as a child) He was a heavy smoker sat by the fire Coughing and wheezing hacking up phlegm spitting......Read the rest...

...Written: September 19, 2023 Mocking The Dead Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Silent One "Do not be afraid of death. Death transforms to something wider. Death is where it all......Read the rest...

...A Soldier That Lost His All Despite his means, despite his plight He rendered help to those in need, No place he had fixed for each night His life lived in faith and creed. Dressed in tatters,......Read the rest...

...Lisa, a freshman in our residential hall sister-suite, and I have become fast friends over the last couple of weeks. Before we began hanging out I penned a piece about her that she thought was hilari......Read the rest...

...He stood at the French window fascinated with the storm outside. Thunder boomed as lightening formed serpents in the ebony sky. There would be no rainbows beneath the heavy dark clouds. The unco......Read the rest...

...Let's burn their flag their Confederate flag The flag of traitors, of betrayers Let's burn their flag Let's light them on fire their Confederate flags The flags of those who humiliated ......Read the rest...

...I'm the Master of my destiny. No one can take that away from me. Many will try but they will see. I'm the master of my destiny. I'm the master of my destiny. I really don't care what they thin......Read the rest...

...SONNET IN THE WIND (The Archer) Hark! What wind doth blow in yonder forest Stirring the spirit of a long dead archer In his endless search for the unwary doe He stealthily lifts his bow – ai......Read the rest...

...Well now, beneath the darkest realms In nightmarish gists, I am the one Who instills fear and in putrescence I dwell In variety, isocheimal ulteriority is all I've done Laureled with the metall......Read the rest...

...Money has no color, whether it came from Black, White, Asian or any other tribesman, a dollar is a dollar, not more or less. Money doesn’t smell, therefore, it weighs the same, whether it co......Read the rest...

...I was then and I am now, Never a time when I wasn’t around, Warm I am, howbeit frigid I can be, Been through times when have been on my knees. Always to lift both spirits and sand, Across t......Read the rest...

...SONNET IN THE WIND (The Archer) Hark! What wind doth blow in yonder forest Stirring the spirit of a long dead archer In his endless search for the unwary doe He stealthily lifts his bow – ai......Read the rest...

...Hey Toadus! Make A ham sandwich Such that I May consume it At my leisure… Hey Toadus! That Ham sandwich Is very good Might I Have another? Yes Sir I will be quite glad To make As many Ham sandwich......Read the rest...

...Sophie's sweat landscapes the claret red horizon thick serum trickles from a Sickroom - a death ward where cracked knuckles spatter the fjords moistening the planks; bathing the laths ......Read the rest...