Political Parties
(as I see it)
Written: by Miracle Man
6/8/2024
Political entities take actions,
without thinking twice.
Those actions once taken,
come saddled with a price.
Sometimes the consequences,
of said actions are votes.
They devour each other,
like a bunch of cutthroats.
Many actions they take,
benefit lobbyist or their person.
While they blame each other,
all things seem to worsen.
The people vote for change,
but it seems all for naught.
For the American people,
are far from their thought.
Categories:
cutthroats, how i feel, political,
Form: Quatrain
If only tears could talk,
They would surely be cutthroats.
If only fear could walk,
It would blindly go toward you.
And if only grudges are strong,
It would hold you forever.
If I would be honest about what I feel,
and follow the lead of my freewill,
I will unquestionably end up in hell,
And yet I will still say that I am well.
This ain't just poetry or one of the romantic passages.
This is mind and heart unleashing the damages,
When the mind says no and the heart no longer says yes either,
Neither yes nor no, it no longer knew what to say, for it has withered,
And the soul that aches is silenced by the guilt of morality,
Tell me you will be there for me in another infinity.
Categories:
cutthroats, dark, desire, literature, loss,
Form: Free verse
The Christmas Pirates took to the Seven Seas
They looted and plundered and never said please.
Come on! Santa said. They have to act better than that.
To their Christmas wish list he gave a big whack.
Better give those pirates another chance Mrs. C. said.
She was afraid of these cutthroats, they made people dead.
They are all bluff and blunder, her husband wisely said.
They apologized profusely and did not show unkindness or lead.
They really want to be on the Christmas Wish list Mrs. C. thought.
They were not as mean as she had envisioned, anger was naught.
Let’s give them a chance because they were nice, she said to her man.
I will try my best, but they had better straighten up while they can.
Categories:
cutthroats, 10th grade, 5th grade,
Form: Rhyme
Your vote's not a privilege, it's a right;
earned through the sacrifice of blood and tears.
And cast in private, it's the only light
you have to highlight your concerns and fears.
It gives you an equal voice with your peers;
utilize it, before it disappears.
Look at what is occurring around you;
politicians in cahoots with cutthroats.
By spreading lies, till no one knows what's true,
the wealthy are manipulating votes.
Using smug smiles and charming anecdotes:
grifters have us pay for their jets and boats.
Your ballot is cast in a voting booth,
where only you see the choices you make.
Political ploys impact today's youth
for it's their future and freedoms at stake.
There are no guarantees in a handshake,
and billionaires don't rate a tax break.
Before you have no rights, get out and vote;
power poisons; your vote's the antidote.
Categories:
cutthroats, 12th grade, america, angst,
Form: Sonnet
Insidious, insipid, id-inebriated imbeciles
incite impetus into inevitable immolation.
Bombast, bluster and bluff: blunt batons of barbarian bullies;
backwards behaviour blackballs baronial breed's burdens and bonds.
Weasely, willy-waving warmongers wage wanton war of words
without wit, wisdom or worldliness, whilst we weakly watch and wait.
Regrettable, repugnant reprobates ravage refined realms with
reprehensible rapier-rattling and rancid rhetoric.
Clash of corrupt, contemptible cutthroats carves calamity 'cross
continents and culminates in catastrophic conflagration.
Pointless predatory and political power-plays pale as
pirouetting pariahic pyres patently a pyrrhic prize.
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(16 syllables on every line, checked with howmanysyllables.com)
14 October 2017
Categories:
cutthroats, corruption, death, destiny, horror,
Form: Alliteration
In life,cut throat a killer,
A crime and a sinner,
In trade,cutthroat a seller,
A loser,no winner!
Categories:
cutthroats, abuse, corruption, culture,
Form: Light Verse
Such an invasion will not go unavenged-
I will render my prostate prostrate
Lest my humor become unhinged
It so betrays my desire to micturate, yea even to conjugate.
And I will radiate radiation
When approached I will shout Unclean! Unclean!
I will need some serious anesthesiation
Just to maintain my unvented spleen.
I always think I am so hansom
I quite assume my royal entitlement
But a colony of cutthroats now inhabit my rectum.
And I must engage in violent embattlement.
To the walls! To the walls! my spermatazoan comrades
And destroy these interlopers awful.
Let them not breach our ballustrades
For Nature herself has proclaimed them unlawful.
Categories:
cutthroats, poems,
Form: Burlesque
It burrows deeper in the covert
recess of pain, shunning violence of light :
the epicenter of Armageddon,
giving collective death to providence
in a proxy war.
The collasal gossip rests on the river of ashes,
deflects the incredible starved children –
wind blown without geysers, dripping in sweat,
licking the salt lake of damnation.
Cutthroats will come shortly.
Centrifuges are churning uranium in underground
tunnels.Myopia was increasing. In
another garrison germ warfare was getting a shot.
Choked off I still carried the holistic style.
A blockade was sending the sleepers.
Inheritance of lean arms but brave wants,
bares it all.
SATISH VERMA
Categories:
cutthroats, art,
Form: ABC
The tyrants psyche is broken.
He sits in his gilded palace
Surrounded by his trusty band
Of armed thuggish cutthroats, waiting
For the inevitable end.
Outside the palace walls a crowd
Of angry, loathing citizens
Whose long suppressed voices bellow
An immediate regime change;
But like most tyrants of the past
Ego and self-aggrandizement
Deludes clear, rational thinking;
As a result, grasping at straws
Hoping for the impossible.
Categories:
cutthroats, political
Form: Verse
Evil people say they're not to deceive you
They think I trust them such blind fools
Watch who you call your people
They only hang around when they need to
Who can you trust in this very dirty nation
I trust no one
My trust took a vacation
Honor before money
Get education
Death to all strangers no hesitation
Never share your plans with a stranger
Them cutthroats hear your plans you in danger
To me a stranger is a strange person
Who wants to make your moves before you
And say they planned it
So you must keep your brain workin
Because your right-hand man and a stranger can be the same person
Categories:
cutthroats, friendshiptrust,
Form: Rhyme
It burrows deeper in the covert
recess of pain, shunning violence of light :
the epicenter of Armageddon,
giving collective death to providence
in a proxy war.
The collasal gossip rests on the river of ashes,
deflects the incredible starved children –
wind blown without geysers, dripping in sweat,
licking the salt lake of damnation.
Cutthroats will come shortly.
Centrifuges are churning uranium in underground
tunnels.Myopia was increasing. In
another garrison germ warfare was getting a shot.
Choked off I still carried the holistic style.
A blockade was sending the sleepers.
Inheritance of lean arms but brave wants,
bares it all.
SATISH VERMA
Categories:
cutthroats, adventure, allegory, angst, animals,
Form: I do not know?