Damned Poems - Poems about Damned

in fact, Israel does not worth a damn without the "others" supports...

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Silt collects at the outreaches of an ancient, murky marsh. Twisted tendrils of white oleander form archaic symbols. Deviant rituals, cocooned and lost eons ago, lie awash— Taken to the surface, unleashed by a cacophony of demonic cymbals. Now, time suddenly stops by this grotesque swash. War is waged, and...

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My wounded heart drinks deep from the rotting gut of misery, Humanity vomits its relics onto the oozing tiles of the real. I see kids chewing syringes like candy canes, Their innocence smashed, face down on the concrete of progressive decay, Strangled in the dungeons of a morality sold to the highest bidder. Starving bellies roar like weapons of war, But...

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i am double rainbows. i am the streaks of silver in the old man's hair, i am spiny and bug-eyed. i am the rainbow around the moon on misty nights. i am cactus eyes with a center of molten gold, i am almond crafted ones that pierce. i am the smell after it rains. i am...

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EVE DAMNED EDEN, MAD EVE Madam, I’m Adam, to which Eve then replied You’re just a mere man, not to be deified I am not born from any bird rib Evil, a sin, is alive - no fib Ignore dogma: I am God, the serpent lied God, so angry with Adam and Eve, felt raw Said, No, it is opposition to...

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You set me uneasy To be troubled No expository of straight forward facts But gentleness, as if kissed by the breeze I cannot avoid a breeze One by one, pieces of me escape To become your wishes And I am left As a black heart...

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That autumn morning, when I first saw you Tall and handsome, draped in a suit, I felt life, throbbing within Never to leave me. Shorn of love and feeling for days Burnt screams of emptiness Had resonated in my heart’s crevices. Without a name. You brought me relief and rescued me from bearing the burden of historical anchorage. Swept me off my feet, resonating Ceremonial...

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I never asked to be born, so these sins leave me torn, between living and dying. I'm laughing, but begin crying, because I've lost all affection for my mirror's reflection. You think... I'm just a psychopath, as you don't understand my wrath. Such judgement, leads me on a warpath, as voices tell me to start a bloodbath! These pills offer no remedy, so my heart's not...

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Wise Postulations of Existance for The Damned Solitude the pathway for self authentication Interludes of what to say in the process of individuation Attitudes of slow decay born from ill-considerations Platitudes in early May about spring time commiserations Various forms of entropy existing in the atmosphere Precarious storms of ignomy resisting the biosphere Nefarious swarms of privacy persisting through the tears Hillarious warns...

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The headlines blared “COVID-19 vaccines kill people!” “More vaccinated people die of COVID than non-vaccinated!” “COVID vaccines are a government conspiracy!” Wait a minute, though. Let’s think about this for a moment. For argument, assume that the vaccines Have no impact at all On your dying of COVID-19. The recent census figures say About eighty percent of the U.S. population is vaccinated. If...

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Enter me like a cathedral Turn all my pillars to salt Love me like every last pilgrim is watching Empowering —passions assault (Dreamsleep: February, 2023)...

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While driving on a moonless night, Guided by my blinded sight. There arose an ancient, mystical light, Deep within a quiet enclave. Spellbound, I ventured in, Oblivious to my mortal sin. A soft caress across my skin, Made me aware of a presence. Startled and taken by uncertainty, Fear soon got the best of me. While frozen to that reality, The shape of a man appeared. "I...

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I’m sick of wanderin’ o’er the page In search of distant, mystic sage muttered manta that confuse stupefy my stoic muse torment the silence of the keys while in the distance Shakespeare flees to curse his feather blotted ink his red, red rose now turning pink yet still I sit behind the veil challenge him and always fail there are those who disagree some say he...

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Damnation to our Generation.. Ageing ghosting in anguish.. Youth yield to boorishness... Devilish deed with drugs on a daily.. Daily routine on intoxication... Inebriate on a highway.. Damned Generation!!.. Veneration to worldly pleasures.... Pleasure seekers surround our surroundings Our souls succumb to sexual immorality Girls resort to strippers... Abortion is a normal routine..... Boys to ritualist and fraudsters.. Graduates gradually wild smoking weed.. Damned Generation!!.... Wealthy men wield...

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Publish a book, they say, they say Only an hour or so out of your day The six months to write it they overlook Then ignore the time that the editing took They don’t count the time at my laptop I lurk To make that damned PDF converter work Or tot up the minutes or days that I frown While stopping the...

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