Otiose Poems - Poems about Otiose

... where no light penetrates the musty chamber of an existence gazing, otiose, in contemplation of erogenous zones of paralysis and moans of the evaporation......

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...Regardless of my mother's death, One hope, obduracy, and words otiose breath The wheels of progress never stop turning The times shift, and my sad heart is yearning The world cont......

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...Nested like treasures priceless, eagle parents watch over the brood On an island far away from the city, I beheld in a vision of azure blue A rural settlement in waste laying, arid with black bile ......

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...Hollow odes lament where waves crash depthless Oh! How ocean lacking light spills woe so! Lackluster grays wail unkempt longingness Lone stander bleeds the dreams of times ago O'er......

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...Folks must be happy in Guatemala With tax money frittered by Kamala Will she visit the border To 'stablish peace and order Or is she just Joe's otiose* wal......

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...https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oLCHXfkGOIw In the hollowed hush of heaven the whisper of a soul and in the lit up room of stars an angel's karmic face Two feathered wings aloft delive......

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...Painstaking plumes of surest gait To wield diamond steel over fate; With slow pair of wit-guarded lips, As otiose words sway great ships. Invincible flair and exacting knack To stand out from......

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...Constrained by the sober exercise of judgment, And dignified by deliberation and privacy. I yanked my soul out of its secret chamber, And held it to the mirror of my eye. To see it like a star......

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...Wrapt in the otiose aumbry of pride A glede hythe a quiff will gust aside Her folly selcouth Binds her fast to her wanweird To speak ever sooth She is thrawn, my sister, my coëval Into fell Tr......

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...Do I Walk or I Walk Me? Suddenly I stopped inspired by a questioning thought; am I walking or I’m walking me? Am I a becoming or a being? The whole system called I or he or she is a cosmic ......

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...I feel a nauseating revulsion to see scraps of prose Bundled together in a neatened pile in the name of poetry, And prizes being awarded for such otiose verbiage And praises being heaped for such ......

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...When our stories shall be told and our chronicles opened:sad empty tales. Who will not spit and denounce such shameful tales?, what eye shall prode o......

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...IRRESPONSIBLE ENEMY When our tears drop and stench fire around us, And fire's enemy becomes otiose and nugatory, Then shall tears backfire fire's enemy And after a very scorch suns......

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...Forgive if I borrow, write and craft some sorrow Beg and steal, I give you this now and tomorrow Pen me under stars, pit me against the best I'll write you a sonnet, put your heart to the test Cause......

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...A million thoughts run through my head, A thousand words i wished i had said, A hundred lines i should have read, So many things left unfinished, Life taken never to be replenished, An unlike......

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