Long Pessimism Poems

(Somewhere in late 18th-century Europe a friend, Laetitia, by way of a letter warns her beloved girlfriend, Euphoria--a young, gay and unsuspecting mistress--against the almost inevitable seductions of the infamous and maundering philanderer, Melancholia.).



Dear Euphoria,

...

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I feel as lame as a whale without its fins to swim in fine waters
Blue blasphemy break a spirit of slumberless insanity that rips up my poetic loves, likes, unlikes and hates
Debates on TV…flee from...

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Limricks prompted by a comment made by someone today

It's a fact, and no longer just a rumor
Some soup people barf at toilet humor
Have you sniffed your own butt 
It stinks so keep it shut
Pessimism must...

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That's my dad for you... getting his hands deep into the knitty-gritty, when most others would just back off a safe distance away saying, "No thanks! Maybe when Armageddon comes a'knocking we can talk religion,...

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I was once something of a pessimist, and that fact did not concern me,
As violet birds are content, to spend their nights in different trees.

Still I had a happy and quiet existence, or at least...

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I’ve let everyone down to be exact…
I am a proven-guilty fact (a false fact)
Optimism and pessimism sure have its arms around me at all times
I wish I had a black and white checkered pirate ship...

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1.

WHAT?

Are we going to enter the ill-fated whirlpool 
                          ...

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Don’t Just Murmur


1.

WHAT?

Are we going to enter the ill-fated whirlpool 
                        ...

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Bittersweet pyrrhic victory...

if a 2024 November presidential Biden win
pandemonium likely to occur, 
subsequently figurative tectonic upheaval  
might set United States in a tailspin.

Though discouraged, disenchanted,
disheartened, et cetera Democrat,
I intend to exercise enfranchisement
wherein human made...

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(tongue in cheek
by this moldering geek.)

Thy marriage doth incurably ail,
even strangers would vouchsafe
     (with nary any cavil),
     and perhaps even avail
herself (sight unseen),
    ...

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yes, this daft punk pink animal from farm ville will newt axe
any thank u mooch positive word does not rick choir whet backs
now i hold out virtual fig leaf tub buffer 
   end...

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My heart is heavy
My mind is clouded
My world has darkened

I pursued my heart's desire with all zest
But I've come to a point where I'm forced to rest
Fate has decided that I'm not worthy of life's...

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Imagine.

The canvas is enormous, bigger than you or I.
The brushes are many, 
Though the hues are only five: three primaries and two shades.
I am the painter of my canvas.

Older canvases, like the art of painting,...

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In the twilight of thoughts, where shadows whisper the secrets of ideologies,
I stand, a prism refracting the multitude of hues of the "isms,"
Each beam a story of belief, a spectrum of convictions.
Socialism, communism, fascism, despotism—
Colors...

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Eleven – “Novelism: The-Newness-of-the-Old”
(for: Deborah Guzzi, my poetess-commentator)
… & the argument continues
… That nothing new exists of itself in Nature is now a widely reputed view. Nothing is new
but for the very thought of its...

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Perhaps from my childhood, it had been my burning desire,
To glance Nirmal Hriday (Pure Heart) - a home I did admire;
At the thought of Kolkotta - Mother's house - my heart did churn,
To be with...

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I progress from my regress far back behind the rest
Steady Improvement is the Chief Aim
So many are the years I wasted trying to be
	...what the society wanted me to be
I?ve retraced my steps to where...

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1.
WHAT?

Are we going to enter the ill-fated whirlpool of
Unintelligible madness, and let calamitous folly,
Anchor its obscure ships of destruction in our
Harmonious hearts?

Or

Are we going to follow the discerning star of
Glowing reason and allow lustrous wisdom
Institute...

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The key's to life
The poem
Lionel Derbyshire

Too hell with pessimism...
I say
Let us sway away from end of life
And poem about life key's
We lookout for a prom
And see a sun ball
Up in the middle of sky
Vivid a...

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.

She had had enough and wouldn’t be afraid to do it again; 
This time even if it meant to lose me.

She said; ‘where would you take me you who wouldn’t fruit my womb.’

Nowhere I thought,...

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Inside a grotto scooped out by a wealthy earl for his seated pleasure,
There sat a bard amidst the edelweiss strung 'round the hole of leisure. 

Fallen droplets of acidic water pitter-pattered in echoes across the...

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Depression has caught me within it’s talons,
Leaving me with a feeling of pure disappointment
Making me to believe that I don’t deserve happiness
Or the love that helps me to find my way through
This desolate, desperate place...

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Down the fervent aeons Buddha’s sagesse,
casts its august shroud on benign witness,
shades, shadows, subtle symbol shift,
encompass cosmopolitan and temporal,
incongruous to flaccid predilection feigned,
astute statue of nuance and nicety,
crosses annual acme’s snowflake whirl,
Christmas that propitious seasonable...

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1.
WHAT?

Are we going to enter the ill-fated whirlpool of
Unintelligible madness, and let calamitous folly,
Anchor its obscure ships of destruction in our
Harmonious hearts?

Or

Are we going to follow the discerning star of
Glowing reason and allow lustrous wisdom
Institute...

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Writings moving through me with the Holy Spirit,
Inviting exquisite artistry like Hebrew so I write it automatically,
Transmitted and sent with rugged style of construed truth, 
To induce questions within the golden age of the awakening...

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