Disgust Poems - Poems about Disgust

You plunge your fist into the creeping milieu of the ice cube by your ‘20s daydream. Does it not hurt? but it does, and you quickly retreat, surrendering to primal, human instinct. Your skin is not bland, but sticky with fear and blank expressions and wistful thinking, you disgust dogs. Does the rainy tapestry’s ambient face not disturb you? but it does,...

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—it’s the black boil on bursting, boiling ribs— on my midleft chest, brewing bungled churns, [tighteningmybreath], again, again, it yearns, it begs*, “just one (just two) more (well-earned) rub(s)!” —giving in, it’s just picking at the scabs— first brief relief( ):the itch at once returns as soon’s the finger’s left the welt; it burns and gnaws...

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I sense here some things sinister—a scent of sulphur, sulking in a sultry pit; a serpent’s hiss, expressed from space unlit; a warm spell spilling from some seething vent; I find now some things filthy—foul ferment foaming, frothing; a gaseous, gurgling slit discharging fetid, festering, sour spit; malignant mold in cold, cracking cement; So languid, loath, obtuse I trepidate on into the...

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I do not know who I am anymore My life is turned upside down and sideways I am angry I am hurt You think your are helping No ... You are only hurting! She is MY WIFE You are just a man That thinks raised me Well, to the contrary, You taught me perversion I lived with you on the naval base And, in the bathroom Under the toilet...

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I can churn stomachs, with a stench of truth An abscess filled with maggots, pus profuse As I feed off gunk, new nerve ends take root Raw language in my words, not gross abuse Yes! I am disgust, old wounds fear my fruit To late for contest...

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How loathsome the murmurs seething around Amid the lies I pitch into a city's mind, That malicious whispers know my sound By ruining your name...am I unkind When friends become bashers, when real truth gets drowned? ...

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I AM DISGUST I have never, ever, felt so vindicated That one could really do that awful thing When all that’s needed was to have waited It’s always me, with a bitter taste to bring I’ll spit out every last drop you created ...

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i sat down at a table, and i picked up my fork. the fork had several noodles with sauce wrapped tightly around it, but when i picked it up, they slid away into the dark abyss....

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Humans never fail to shock or surprise me When l think l have them sussed Human behaviour at its best or worst Fills me with both joy and disgust There is so much goodness in this world Kindness toward our fellow man Yet ,incredible selfishness and hate Impossible to comprehend I do not view life through rose coloured glasses I just try to focus...

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I have grown up with my mother’s hatred and my father’s disgust. I have grown up In the shadow of my brother Who couldn’t be anything but perfect. I have grown up like a stray I have grown up I have survived. I have grown up I am alive. Broken, bleeding and hurt I have grown up. Against all odds I have...

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Hear the heavans roar..Yet not disney thats clear.' Clear as shattererd wind-screens; as about faced is The purveyor of dreams ' Nightmare solving clear and clean, not for kids Or even adults consideration its seen.! seen through Lifes two way mirror, heavily polished, and outlined' With glitter.' By prancing people important types! That thrive on publicity and plenty of hype.' They'll Not...

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No way to explain it No need to analyze No rationale, so incredible And no meaningful prize No possible motive Except maximum self The conscious world ceases Brains put on the shelf Bad habits are just that Unhealthy routines Crossing borders, explosive Loaded, meaningless fiends And, yes, if G-d let's you You'll endure this storm too And the loathing, disgust Will fade into view Until the next time When the devil...

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I suggest, no, implore, spare me your disgust When I am being my self … my imperfect self, For even the finest iron has been known to rust When exposed to the elements it must adjust Like the perturbed perfectionist beside himself I suggest, no, implore, spare me your disgust. For some elements, unlike iron, will combust, Perhaps when aggravated, not left...

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Slowly, I have learned you The shape of your mouth, the color of your eyes I do not doubt what I see in them, Such kindness, such adoration, I am afraid of that, That kindling feeling of love, So fresh, so tender, so fleeting, Many have stood in your shoes, Never so kind, never so gentle, There is no harshness to fall from your...

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Black beyond frozen shores, Stellar winds blowing spawn. Pocked lunar lithic pores, Barren buds blooming dawn. Shiny crust over mossed, A young garden’s dew. Moldy peach luster lost, Glow spiders hazy blue. Spores pulsate swelling nodes, Shrieking howls grunting sounds. Shrooms lactate yelling toads, Shadow wolves' hunting grounds. Silken silvered moon beams, Silent short sanguine screams. *iambic trimeter tetralexic sonnet...

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