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Perverse Poems - Poems about Perverse


Premium Member Perverse Judge
A respected judge, merciful and fair practiced a public perversion everywhere – we won’t say what – except he was caught “with his robe up” and no underwear....

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Categories: perverse, humor,
Form: Limerick
Some Perverse Will
I'm a restless man I am never Still I'm always spurred on By some perverse Will The grass is never Green No peace here To find Some demon Of motion's At work within my Mind No bed is too soft That I won't Abandon Its sweet calm And comfort For a softer One I'm a restless man I am never Still I'm always spurred on By some perverse will. (Edited version of original written ca. 1980.)...

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Categories: perverse, anxiety, confusion, dark, moving
Form: Free verse



Voices Perverse
Finding poetry dull and bored out my skull (a wasted pun this early in the write) listless and drained knocked on my brain to share with the voices my plight The head voice, Jack peeped through a crack sighed: "Our host wants to visit, the pest have we time to entertain one who abandoned his brain now sporting two brain cells at best?" Much to...

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Categories: perverse, funny,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Of Love Perverse
For you and only you, my love, I’ll wait. I’ll wait through evening’s dusk to early dawn. On corners or at stations; by my gate I’ve waited - and at night with curtains drawn. The hands of time keep moving, stroke by stroke. My calendar I’ve marked and then remarked. What muse of tempering may I invoke to cool these everlasting flames...

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Categories: perverse, love,
Form: Sonnet
Perverse Imp
Estranged to a lonely room Littered with trash and splattered gloom Fettered and sentenced to early doom Distressed and distraught to a sordid mood Creeps and crawls and stalks at night To make sure the windows latched To make sure the door to match Hope to God to soon to catch Before settling to an unworldly nap Creeps and crawls and stalks at night Late...

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Categories: perverse, fantasynight, night,
Form: Iambic Pentameter



See What You Saw and Ignore My Perverse Call
I was only sixteen for a moment Then seventeen for a second Who would have thought I couldn’t hold it The kid who could do it all Who would have thought he would grow up and fall down He never guessed that those speeding years would be the best And remembered in tumbling tears The old familiar faces are...

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Categories: perverse, loss, lost love, song-heart,
Form: I do not know?

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