Decadence Poems - Poems about Decadence

He slips the noose around her slender neck Cloaked and masked with heavy breath He can't help but be obsessed All the dolls hangin' around - pretty little lies that make not a sound The poison of passion is imagined as they are undressed. The dead in their eyes is magnificent Ivory skin - chill to win Realm of the dark, lips...

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She's probably still tied to her mum's apron, But she definitely needed no chaperon, So to Dubai she went for a competition, With many of her mates from the same institution. She suddenly became a sensation, When behind a hotel door of a foreign nation, She romped, Not with one but with many they bumped. The story was whitewashed as a hype, All...

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What have we done to Generation Z? Left them huge debts, who could break free? Inflated the currency, raised every price If you like your kids, how was that nice? Playgrounds turned into pixelated parks, Teens regret childhood chats with faceless sharks. Images seen, can't be unseen, Can purity's acorn yet grow clean? So many teachers indoctrinate But they forget their job...

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“Look deep into nature, and then you will understand everything better.” Albert Einstein Protection...

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I posed no questions before my erroneous conception I never asked to be or not to be Serenading deserted streets with dirges exploring absence in back alleys reciting Ophelia’s soliloquy from memory my words wasted in a world poisoned by apathy Wearily I lay myself down in the dust of desiccated dreams whispering the single syllable of your name...

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How I longed for and every morn, For a decadent slice of cake, At beginning of every dawn, Was hooked, my heart did often ache. Not fussy, fairy cake or bun, To be sweet, I was for sure born, Rain, snow, mist, hail or scorching sun, How I longed for and every morn. Traveled cities so far and wide, At seven sharp did often...

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Putin's banned ~ Walt Disneyland When the title is longer than the poem, the discriminating reader forgoes 'em...

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Amestecul his name Spiral Tantu Who wishes my fiance as his wife Wast makes her stall to marry me. Her name Allus, she cursed me in the detail of there romance. She is nepasator and unkind. I often wait for the translation of these details, oh God am I fool? Am I a fool! Getzen Kaiser...

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Now, he is fed up with his rubber pistol, Irrepressibly itching for Hard Metal: To every onlooker crystal clear That Kingsley has drowned his fear Of spraying bullets 360o degrees And blood stains bestowing a black grease. Whom we should reproach I knew all along, For Kingsley’s now roguish eyes and song; For I had his doting daddy warned Against having a bull belatedly...

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To decline in sense by standards, morals and dignity, perceived decay in honor, faith and most of discipline. Falling into the process of condition deterioration, societies antiquities and its embarrassing vulgar declaration. Excessive indulgences for the riches spoil, and the hangover as inheritance as waste to toil. No real challenges with that hoarded gold as bliss, throwing all the coins towards the...

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Lawn furniture flavored ice cream served in moxa cups Candied eyes of freshwater bream pickled bushdog pups. Pig pizzle wrapped around a stick grilled upon the deck Woven rope with cat head and brick hung about your neck. Marzipan violin bowed by a stoat badminton played widdershins A toast of poison without antidote barefoot on needles and pins....

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Departure from God's laws spells a nation's decay, When wrong is made right and right thrown away. When wickedness reigns in the hearts of a people Then to see the truth, they are not able. People who vote blindly, swayed by vain promises, End up with injustice and abuses. A tyrant cannot reign unless this we allow...

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The lights are dimming in this hospital room as my hands chafe the soft bedding. My ears catch strong mourns, but they seem to be getting dimmer with each blaring. ~~~~~ This tongue of mine is coated in liquid medication, though, it feels numb. All while my nose picks up the fragrance of the rotting flesh I've become. ~~~~ They want...

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Her Icy blue eyes, as delicate as melting snow Grips me with such intensity it is with fear I think she knows but I am merely but a peasant boy born into her family to be owned An exuberantly wealthy family old money into which some banks are loaned She's a delectable delicate creature small petite and refined A true...

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How you think about the life you are evolving at this stage of your continuing maturation you might best measure with how you feel about each day you wake up to unfold within Earth, among your Earth Tribes of sometimes cooperative sometimes felt too competitive climates of ego- balancing primal eco-consciousness. Abraham Heschel the last of a long line of eminent Jewish...

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