Objectionable Poems | Examples

my home

my
home
remains
commercials
like your shadow 
I break down all status barriers
we settle instead for the least objectionable
stations available at the moment among couples on the job who don’t relate


but we share a unique structure of feelings rather than a formally binding us 
we claim our audience with only first acting against
a fixed scale of high quality
viewers will find that
it’s easier
to stay
than
leave

Grammar As Some See It

If only grammar were simplified
we then could speak uncriticized.
Or, if grammar were abandoned
we’d all be speaking standard.
Think how easy it would be
to speak flawed yet naturally,
and not worry that what we say
is the right or proper way. 
The purist will of course object
and castigate me as a derelict,
arguing that ungrammatical English
is speech reduced to gibberish.
But I remind him of this fact:
language is a spontaneous act,
and much of what passes today
as proper English was yesterday
condemned as bad and therefore
unsuitable and socially improper.
How, then, is it today acceptable
when once it was objectionable?
I’ll tell you why and clearly: Because
language does not progress by laws
fixed and rigid: rather time and usage
are what mold and move language.
And so, to every stuffed shirt scholar
I say, don’t get hot under the collar,
what you angrily dismiss today as rubbish
will tomorrow be proper English.

Sad and Painful Tears For Haiti At Xmas

The nonstop negative news or publicities on Haiti
Hurt tremendously and disturbingly
The relentless or constant bashings of all Haitians
Twinge and twist my heart like cancer patients
On their death beds, who are resigned, hopeless
Penniless, helpless, and spiritless.

Haiti needs a mega break from all the powerful parasites
That are still exploiting our precious resources at countless sites
While concomitantly exploring and impoverishing our peasants
Our innocent siblings who perilously work for crumbs and cents.

It is time that all truths are spoken or be told
It is time that we unearth, unfurl or unfold
All vile plots so the world can witness the premeditated lies.

Papa Noël is a well designed invention in disguise
At Christmas time, the hurts are excruciating
And the misery is objectionable and nauseating.

Copyright © December, 2021, Hébert Logerie, All rights reserved
Hébert Logerie is the author of several books of poetry.

Since 1948

The fire was burning like inferno 
Blood, burned fleshes of the people
Ashes of lost hopes and believes
Under the rubbles of the ruined city

And the skies beyond the river 
Beyond the seas of human aspirations
Occupied by the invader and the allies
With the lies and hatred and arsenals

Again, those children without limbs
Among the shadows of the dead bodies
Smelling like burned fleshes, rotten
Yet, with memories- burning like hell

The leaders around the round table
Like those cannibals of Neolithic age
Beaming in joy, with wider smiles
Smelling human fleshes burned alive

Yet nothing was objectionable after
Those lies and deceptions of October 7th
As everything was just in accordance
With the Nakba, since 1948. Since long…

©SriSuvro 3rd August’ 2024

Crying

Sometimes, we cry about things that should be.
Sometimes, we cry about things that should not be.
Sometimes, we cry about things we thought would be.
Sometimes, we cry about things that we wish could be.                                                                                         
Sometimes, we cry about things we thought would never be in our lifetime.                                                  

When such things happen, if they are things of which we approve, we                                                                  
become overwhelmed to the point of joyful tears.  On the other hand,                                                        
if we find such things objectionable, we are filled with disappointment           and sad tears.  Occasionally, we cry, never fully understanding why.

These 'at the crossroads tears' of joy or sadness create a rendezvous with      our emotions. But I tell you, cry!  Let the showers fall! Open the flood gates,  and let the rendezvous begin!
 
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Making Blue Eyes Cry

Making Blue Eyes Cry

                   Deception flashes a jubilant smile with pointless words
                  
                   The blind is misled but evens the score heaving swords

                   Questions why objectionable conduct persistently show
  
                   Cause which freezes the sun and melts the virgin snow


                   Transgressions conceal deplorable acts of mortal desire

                   One breaks a heart then guilt purifies the soul with fire

                   A voice pleading for absolution envisions a merciful sky

                   Severed love evade truth then lie making blue eyes cry

You'Re Gonna Be Trippin

i am Lao-tzu's water
freely flowing and
damn if i didn't
dam and
over
come

obsticals
objects and
objectionable
things around
and or over flow
ing ching ching the

meditation bell
rings for to relax
but do not talk
for what you've
sought you
can seek

but then i saw
her across the
room and as if
a swan swooned
how was i to try
even not say hello

in the most silent
of ways but i decided
i'd have to try to say
something i couldn't
say so walked her way
but not the path just

the direction she was
toward forward facing
heart beat racing soon
to place myself before
her while running vows
rapidly am i absolved

but to getting 
from here to
there i tripped
over a chair
and then our
eyes last met

she was walking
away as i tried
to get unleashed
and then as if
a mind woke
in myself
I spoke

there will be others
brother and more
then chairs to
tear your mind
and heart
away

so come on down
no obstacles
around just
make sure
it's the
mid

night hour
here at the
crossroads

Hidden Words

In-store camera’s find me
delving through grey T-shirts.
They have to be dove-grey,
with absolutely no logo.
I write my own logo
on the inside with a marker pen.
Over time,
the logo twitches and shifts
as if in its own material womb.
It’s then that I know 
a mystic transformation
is about to seep through to the front
of the cotton.
Often the logo will have changed
into something far less objectionable
and offensive.

The Long Walk

The long walk 

From my terrace, I can see the museum where Paula Rega`s
painting is, it didn’t look far, so I walked down it took a bit
longer than I thought but it was a beautiful day.
At the museum, I spent a long time looking at her pictures
she is an intriguing painter blending the masculine and 
The feminine into one it can look objectionable as she paints
Scenes of what can appear grotesque, she is not a romantic
artist of summer days and white beaches.
The museum has a nice café I had a coffee and cream cake
To hell with diabetes for a day; and then I promptly fell asleep
Woke up by a startled, said I must have had a little nap,
the waiter said I had slept for nearly an hour.
I went around the corner where they have a maritime museum
was especially interested in how they lived on the small vessels
fishing for cod, which they split open and salted.
It appeared the social life was centred in the galley/mess room  
where the cook made food baked bread, and there was time 
for a chat; the old photos showed about hard work and peace.
Walking home took a long time since it was mostly uphill.

The Many Talents of Boyce Brandon Harris Second Addition

Away from tireless desk job i.e.,which obliged 
swearing allegiance, fealty, loyalty within complex 
edifice, where obsolete quaint rubric, schematic, 
thematic mantra "We Bring Good Things to Life,"
met with gnawing, emerging, chomping 
objectionable quandary. The sedentary station 
exhausted, milked usurped mental energies 
linkedin hinged upon the figurative linchpin 

sans contractual mandates. Steady employment 
obliged conferring, forsaking, invoking credo, 
ethos, hierarchical jujitsu marrying obligatory 
penance requisite at General Electric, (which 
daily tasks borne with gravitas witness 
to crunching numbers vis a vis from gifted 
mathematical application, and scientific mind). 
Thus decades on end, my father remained 
steadfast on this straight and true decree, 

whereby dad (analogously applied his 
Semitic nose to the whet grindstone) 
applying inherent and learned math
ematical/ scientific principles respectively. 
He made excellent use of mechanical en
gineering degree (earned free of charge 
at Brooklyn City College viz Veterans benefit).

Boston Legal

Boston Legal raises jurisprudence burdens of proof to a more realistic level
Observant fans of Bergen, Shatner, Spader, David Kelley could be seen as rebels,
Savoring games of assault and battery on real life large and small actualities
Testifying every act negligent or malfeasance and trivial  grotesque fatalities.
Opinionated obscure minds, open up objectionable hearts and bankrupt eyes
Negligently embracing the politicians easily spoken but perjured lies.

Larceny  lessons  from history's changing more lenient laws is unmistaken
Evidentiary episodes expunge the human condition without real exoneration.
Guilty grievances gain feelings of raw emotional desire for monetary recovery
Arresting allegations appealing callous affidavits of due process inspired discovery
Legal litigations of ridiculous actions sequester every man's cross examination.
 

For  - Your Favorite Habit-Forming TV Show - poetry contest

Thank you David E, Kelley- creator of shows like Ally McBeal and Boston Legal. you stinker.

Foul-Mouthed

The sordid words from his foul mouth
are enough to make a crow blush.
though unknown morphemically
despite this fact his vulgar sounds
are numerous syntactic f-words.
His nouns resound all who have ears
his verb usage quite disturbing
adjectives objectionable
combined they’re quite poetical.
Though universally profane
he utters these words unashamed
in perfect alliteration.
And if his diction does fall short
he’ll add this as a last resort:

......................../´¯/) 
......................,/¯..//
...................../..../ /
............./´¯/'...'/´¯¯`·¸
........../'/.../..../......./¨¯\
........('(...´(..´......,~/'...')
.........\.................\/..../
..........''...\.......... _.·´
............\..............(
..............\.............\

Broadway Airs

The eternal buzz of city anglers
brash, angry, hornets ever selling egos.
Shrieking anxiety laced, analog, syllables, idiotically.
Hoping against hope, urchins, desperations end,
strumming ancient chords in vain efforts,
praying evermore for ordained kindness's eye.
Telltale ubiquitous blighter's energetically begging on.
How on heaven's earth can anyone 
begrudge absolution, hand out shackles instead.
The august city in full ultraviolet,  
never ever satiated, each mouth open.
Raw as meat, uncooked, questionable, objectionable,
waiting on the angler's hook obediently.

Free Cee Damocles Damns Cheese

DAMOCLES DAMNS CHEESE

I made every day soothingly slumber some
To bring naught the night so soon
Days I prayed with no moon soon to come
Since the sunshine’s sword of separation arrived late afternoon

I let never one day simply skip by
I cherished the color emerald in your eyes
then I committed to memory each dawning sky
And how one smile of yours could clear the most obstinate and objectionable of skies

I enveloped every day with both of my tenacious arms
Expert extremities bent explicitly on exquisite expectations
Each moment of sunshine further fanned the flame of your charms
But there was always the threat and specter of that sword of separation

Damn Damocles and damn the sword he wielded in vain
His sword wasn’t anything compared to separation’s blade forged to inflict incalculable pain
Damocles might have had a lover or two with whom he spent time
But the sword of separation never severed his soul from the sublime
By detriment’s design
As it did mine
    © 2012…copyright PHREEPOETREE…~free cee!~

What I Need To Learn

If my behaviour is rude or objectionable.
What I need to learn to make it sustainable?
I studied surrealism and swathe me susceptible,
To concrete relations to develop surmountable,
But I temporize to learn your surreptitious gamble.
Then your religion adopted me a non religious,
And treated a birth distortion in human factitious,
Factotum a fait accompli not identifiable crush,
My soul is evil not a body needs purification by hydrous.
My kindness and forgiveness converted me a feeble. 
But hypertension shows me your hygienic hyperbola,
To curse my appetite not your spare to gain Lola,
You feel cold and hot and used me to assemble cola,
How can I excuse my children remember your Bola?

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