Gagged Poems - Poems about Gagged

...“What is it?” said Raisin. Rum said, “I don’t know, Let’s find us a hill and watch that thing go.” Walnut said, “Hold up; I’ve seen one of these, It looks like a wheel, but it is, in fact, cheese.......

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...They came not with swords, but with silence and smiles, White coats cloaked in corporate trials. The syringe is a dagger, the pill a chain, Each cure a contract of hidden pain. They fed us fear......

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...Tie my hands so I may not touch others with potent realities Bind me from what transpires about Shackle m......

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...As an easy pushover and soft touch lamenting my demise Vultures swooped overhead and preyed on my vulnerabilities forcing me to carrion camping as fine young cannibals sharpened their knives an......

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...The night stood, veiled like a nun. Wherever she looked, She saw a hooded assassin, staring at her with eyes like fireballs. Leaving aside the unfinished works, s......

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...I am wearing heavy feathers with the gaze of the day lit to my backside. A rotisserie routine, hot with punishment and prayer. Prayer for punishment, punishment for prayer. Answers from a sky......

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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, fa......

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...To Those That Don't Understand You won't, you simply can't and how could you, It is bigger than your comprehension, your ego - will allow.. For the sake of love of money, And for inane coar......

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... Inspired by the Onomatopoeia Contest (2024), sponsored by Emile Pinet. Mid-day invaded my spirits with blah. I sauntered the path to the coffee shop and heard my friends blab......

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...I tiptoed near the gulag This eve of new year. The gulag Gagged like a grave yard. I stooped And waited. Midnight Ungagged the gulag. I grinned At the gust of "hapi nu ya!"......

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... apocalyptic deity wrestling with time bombs shouting in malicious mud ***FLAMING!Screaming!PIERCING*** bulletsdronesmissiles !!!(((midnight --> noon)))!!! !!!!X|\/|X!!!......

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... Fear leaks out my pores Stinging my eyes as it rolls down Running on and on I turn my head around I look again and I see You're still chasing me And I run on I run on I run away......

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...KRAMPUS CHRISTMAS All hope is lost for children If their festive spirit dies, The Christmas magic disappears As they look through older eyes. No more milk and cookies Or a sign for Santa`s ......

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... Here I sit, as the King upon my throne. Logic bound and gagged by Fight and Flight. Amygdala, my Kingdom of hormones, turn up heart rate, improve hearing and sight. Perspiration,......

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...Yours truly embarks on wild goose chase after elusive pot of gold alternately titled: incorrigible lottery dreamer big plans to relocate self and spouse to some tropical island paradise by the ......

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