Long Misanthropes Poems

I'm sorry...

Love is a thornbush.
Pretty to the sight
yet, in the end;
it's prickly touch
is unimaginable.

With bright red roses -
it's message
seems too fragrant -
vociferous from afar.

Romantics are obsessed with love -
the misanthropes dread it;
it's a kill-joy feeling...

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Stake Your Claim (On God's Heart)!

Stake your claim on God's heart if you're looking for gold,
There are nuggets to find there; no snake oil gets sold,
Philosophical sophistries, fake news, et al.,
(Up for grabs) are the...

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Twenty eight years ago Chernobyl had a meltdown. 
An exclusion zone was created to keep masses from being exposed.
Now abandoned villages transitioning back into base elements lie in decay.
Remnants of a miniature apocalypse is attracting...

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The falling man, one photograph captured in time
       An unforgettable image, imprinted on this mind
        He represents us all, weather we like...

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an earlier draft of this barely satisfactory missive ex post facto, i chomped asper with upper dentures upon evincing a couple of typographical errors, in up rye or draft, and did not wanna dodge being...

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Some say that our people
will never, ever get along,
that skin is our ‘identity,’
that old, bigoted song.
Some must always be victims,
and others will oppress,
the groups A, B, C are awful,
but D, E, F are best.
I don’t...

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...It seems that all their ‘solutions’
are made to diminish mankind,
to make life harder in a world
that at it’s best seems sometimes malign.
They want us to starve in darkness,
they want us to freeze in a cave,
openly...

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Some days I wake up with the blues
And wish I wore Paul Bunyan’s shoes,
Not superpower! Just more ‘BIG!’
(So, bring the “Fear of God” to 'PIG!')
That 'PIGS' (lives stripped of empathy)
Might find fresh joy in sympathy.

What...

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There are werewolves among us, or so it is said.
Not unlike what you conjure when you think “lycanthrope”.
They plot and they scheme for the blood they will shed;
they lurk in the shadows and feed on...

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with teardrops tying a tight knot around my brain, 

i move forward....ignoring the black blood of my emotions 

trying to cope, i revisit the forwardly impatient motion 

as i restart my brisk walk, reality gives...

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Picasso painted me ugly.
Two lips slung over a rusted hanger.
One eyebrow burnt for attention's sake.
Let's tell Grandma how much fun we had today.
Picasso is still at work.

Monet swallowed your stupidity.
Five teeth missing and nary a...

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(Being a song for misanthropes, or people who have just had a really bad day.)

I hate the world and everyone in it,
I hate the world and everyone here,
I hate the world and everyone in it,
I...

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SOMETIME HOPE

Sometime in an epoch not too distant from here
Where seas are calmer and people care about each other
And not their pocketbooks or bank accounts
We will have peace 

Somewhere in time there may be absolution
but...

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PEP squad

Hello, let's cheer for the ones to hear
the gladness of our souls
The voices of the ones who speak
surefooted, strong and bold
The PEP Squad shares enlightended ways
together they bring gladder days
But many wish to keep...

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The ultimate compassionate
sensation resonates beyond
daily circumstances, travails

It is calming serenity
tapered by lustful indulgences
tempting peacefulness

You wonder how such blessings
could have been bestowed
upon a common utilitarian

personality rife with imperfections.
It's mind boggling
how forces intermingle

creating spheres of happiness.
It dangles...

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Degenerate liberals are destroying the amber waves of grain,
Using their egregious ramifications,
Against us prodigious conservatives,
They have somehow stolen our Senate.

But we still have almighty George Bush,
With "W" at the helm, how could the country fail?
Even...

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The Chosen Ones 

              They were the chosen ones who wore their stars of gold
       ...

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The teenaged years are the years
we miss the most,
When friendship was everything,
without it we felt lost,
The yearning to fit in
by saying the right things
brought us temporary happiness
and sometimes grief,
Yet, we always believed we would turn
our...

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