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All My Friends are Dead

...After "the ritual" by Olivia Gatwood

everything about this song is red,
your wallet is brown,
the brown a burgundy
and the burgundy’s chalice
has gold to dazzle
rubies, carnelian, sa...

Categories: pustule, addiction, jealousy, sad,
Form: Free verse

Bad ass beauty brought bedlam, and begat bastard child

...Bad ass beauty brought bedlam, and begat bastard child...
courtesy booty call minus preemptive measures
while plugg naughty bits of tarnished knight 
while he took tea and crumpets within mistress...

Categories: pustule, 11th grade, 12th grade,
Form: Free verse

Bedlam and Mayhem In the Mistress's Boudoir

...Bedlam and mayhem in the mistress's boudoir

Nsync with variations on a theme:
of drool worthy Reuben Sandwich
(consisting of corned beef, 
Swiss cheese, sauerkraut, 
Russian dressing between s...

Categories: pustule, adventure, angel, anxiety, appreciation,
Form: Free verse

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry

Red Flag

...Some part of him tore its robes,
some other part stitched them
together.

Don't say he is awkwardly made
he had to get dressed in the dark.
He eats boneless words, stays inside himself
paintin...

Categories: pustule, poetry,
Form: Free verse

Bedlam and Mayhem In the Mistress Iz Boudoir Post Two

...who left trail of heartbroken sage woman
commander in chief deliberately stoked,
née sparked long
simmering smoldering, and stewing
long festering white supremacist altercation
fiendishly igniti...

Categories: pustule, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Free verse

Good and Evil

...Is still the game in town. 
Whether you recognize it or not,
It makes no difference.
Whether winky frown, hashtag or Kermit meme
has taken rot of your existence.
The world is changing, and at br...

Categories: pustule, absence,
Form: Free verse

Last of First's

...tic…tic…tic…

part 1…

today is your last day
a last of firsts…
all is the first ever done
on a first…last day
the crimson jumps
the pigs in their pen
drenched in deaths sweat
acquiesce in...

Categories: pustule, death,
Form: Free verse

Times of India a Source 2

...Sweet as an apple
Pious as a Bible
Resolving battle
TOI is a supple.
Anything brittle
Or be it subtle
It make it nuzzle
TOI is a supple.
It is like a ripple
Increasing wheedle 
Clearing baf...

Categories: pustule, inspirational,
Form: Monorhyme

Sympathy a Great Virtue 2

...Have you ever eaten an apple
By sitting on a speedy bicycle?
Difficult? Sympathy is like sizzle
Shouts when not got in coddle;
Smiles if given in time subtle.
Shrewd! With poor does giggle
With...

Categories: pustule, sympathy,
Form: Monorhyme

Sympathy a Great Virtue 1

...When you in problems brittle
None come to assist a little,
You feel lonely, deserted beadle.
Let it be Newton or Aristotle
None can devise pain of rustle
One undergoes when rattle
By problems a...

Categories: pustule, sympathy,
Form: Monorhyme

Just a Pustule

...I am just a pustule on the face of planet Earth,
wasting air and taking space since the sad day of my birth.

All my predecessors have by their own hands died,
insanity and hopelessness drew them...

Categories: pustule, angst, death, depression, familylife,
Form: Rhyme

Strip Tease

...Unclasped my pearl necklace
and loosened my long, straight hair,
opened the buttons of my dress and let it fall,
took off my lingerie,
tearing the delicate silk,
and left me naked.
After that, ...

Categories: pustule, allegory, happiness, life, love,
Form: Free verse

Guilty

...I don’t come very often anymore
to the edge of this rancid waste dump
     to pick at the scars
     and bleed anew . . .

To stand and welcome it all
in its abscessed pustule
     as plump as...

Categories: pustule, forgiveness, loss, love, sad,
Form: Free verse