Long Wretchedness Poems

The day was going off, and the brown air
To the terrestrial animals gave rest
For their labors; and only me was there

Just ready to withstand the war at best
Both of the journey and of the torment,
Which...

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Legacy accompanied with inadequacy DESPAIR RING
uninvited GUESTS linkedin as the themes of mein kampf.

Despite countless factorial permutations
& combinations, this cyber surfer
avails left and right alm
seeking succor Out Of Human Bondage
invisibles shackles bind head,
shoulders, knees and...

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They weren’t thinking things all the way through as I weren’t able 
They took me for granite and used me in the wrong way possible 
I need some reassurance tonight to get through this plight...

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From that day on and forward,
I began to see the wretchedness my God had warned me of
He cursed the Lord wholeheartedly, for inflicting yet another agony on him,
In his well he called The Prison of...

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Warped up lies
Illuminated goodbyes
The reason I hear his cries
Hopefulness and its highs
Amid the optimism, hidden inside
Utopia and its understanding lifts me higher than high itself and ultimately wins the window of my heart's mind
Tribulation and...

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Onerous task confronted teachers and parents

As prospective students
ably ready themselves to matriculate
and/or first set little feet 
inside halls of learning,
I rebroadcast a poem crafted
at the height of Covid-19.

A couple years gone back educators
adaptation regarding coronavirus...

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Okay. So, according to her license plate, Sarah had something to do with the name “Welbeck Street” and had once asked if the Journal would consider using “Harvard Yard” in her name. Also according to...

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Verse 1:
I took several selfies in the dark
Tonight, I want to sing my heart out
I want to be your flaming spark
Or a swirling, singing lark, no doubt
Silence your screams, a harmonic drought
You led me to...

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Across figurative and literal blackened white board...

Where death of democracy writ large,
nevertheless psychological strength predominates
unlike earlier chapters of mein kampf.

Mine hardscrabble existential debacle 
spelled losing game
swept me up in malevolent mindset 
far adrift from harbored...

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The sounds of shades
Degrading negativity 
Destined to be compatible with a clever bard-artist someday...downright anxious depression fades
Upgrading positivity 
Together, we will rise 
In harmony, in perfect weather, in unison in everyone's eyes
Guys and girls will...

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It was in the sorrow
That I learned to empathize and care
It was in the darkness
That my heart spoke the best prayers
It was in the silence
That my voice sounded tender
It was in the fear
That I found...

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I'm not strong 
Cuz I don't belong
I long 
To be on your tongue 
And on your mind, swinging along 
All alone, all along or maybe I'm the one in the wrong 
Oooooh oooooh ooooh
Mmmm mmmmm...

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I'm not crazy over goodbyes, so get lost, negativity from another source
I fell away and fell for your lies - I was vulnerable and naïve of course
I'm not under your spell anymore, so quit playing...

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In the manse market for a preowned spa house

Mine feeble efforts pale in comparison
to a kid scaling El Capitan
of Yosemite National Park,
nevertheless me, a dry witted husband
self emasculated milquetoast
of late ofttimes yawps imprecations
against fickle finger...

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I sleep no more and live in constant shame, 
living on the edge with only desolation to blame.
I exist just to suffer with remorse and regret, 
for all those childhood touches I shan’t forget. 

Blood...

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Recovery from within takes longer than expected I noticed from the start
I'm growing weary of going through trials of endless letdowns in heart
Underneath the dust and dirt of past irrational phases,
The truth will give you...

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I sleep no more and live in constant shame,
living on the edge with only desolation to blame-
I exist just to suffer with remorse and regret,
for all those childhood touches I shan’t forget.

Blood rushes through my...

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At the mercy of interminable anticipatory anxiety, hence...

viz hitted courtesy debilitating 
one after another panic attack
analogous being bombarded with flak
worse fate then death
or being tortured on the rack,
no mortal experience compares 
regarding psychological paralysis
just ask...

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Dripping darkness, doubt, despair
Melancholy, secrets kept
From the heart who knows only
To breathe and believe, to see
What is good and kind and alive
To give – what is moral, upright, polite
Like the miracle of angels passing by
On...

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Daily at the mercy of anticipatory anxiety, hence...

illogical and irrational obsessive compulsive
exhausting rituals linkedin
with cognitive dissonance
(essentially unfounded worry
birthed courtesy far fetched circumstances)
exacts significant mental expense,
which logically and rationally
makes perfect figurative cents
nevertheless offers assigned therapist
Renee Cardone...

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Bullet Wounds in My Heart of Golden Revenge Chapter 5

Bite down on the bullet…bite the bullet – you’re in emotional debt and you groan
Bite down on the bullet…bite the bullet – Taste the venom…don’t spit...

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Today,
there are no rubber ducks
or mother's marigold skirts
to hide behind
as we once did.

In their place,
lurking dark and hoary,
a bathtub mist
updrafts thick with loose spores,
and mildew veins
sprawling
behind caulked-over creases.

The day,
shrinking away heavy with time,
as a body
sagging
into
water.

Even...

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I'm independent
I'm inappropriate 
Eating potaters...
Eatin' its fiber flavors
I made a difference in someone's life...
I'm like a Cub - I can get you out and about - 
I'm like a bat - so mysterious and discreet
I'm...

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as a child
the amazement with little things,
the wrapper on the present,
(instead of the present itself)
shiny objects & furry fuzzies,
all brought with them an
enjoyment which couldn’t be held onto---
crumbling brittle &
swiftly falling through the hands with...

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I am relatively disheartened
Everyone seems strengthened
By their happy-go-lucky lives
Then, the depression arrives

I am awkwarded and speechless
No one seems to mind my distress
Success and gladness is too far from my reach 
I am acting selfish, but...

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