Grief Rude Poems

Please say thank you~don't be rude
Ever sit and watch people feud
Over the hills and valleys to
People say crazy things that make me come unglued
Laughing until...

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A TIME WHEN THERE ARE TROUBLES
LOOKING FOR A WAY TO START
ANGER AND DOUBT
IN MIND NOTHING ABOUT
NOT PEACEFUL.


PRAYERS FOR MUCH BETTER DAYS
WITH HOPE THERE IS ANOTHER...

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As I go through the store shopping,                                    you...

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Prayer meeting for the departed one
finds family praying in silent grief,
whilst others shed crocodile tears as dole,
marking time with their cellphones for relief,
cold hearts, unable...

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I often wonder,                      ...

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Truth what is it
 Running off your lips of wit
 Using words you just knit
 That really was the pit
 Hurts so I will split

...

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I spit
I litter
I play my music loud

I swear
I'm bitter
and common to the crowd

I'll hit
and twitter
to share my wit as proud

And sick
and stricken
to bare more when...

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From across the room I saw her,
A beauty beyond compare.
I didn't have to see her
I could feel that she was there.

She looked across and saw...

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You've asked a favor; you ignorant man
Your favor for what you won't do
Your asking me more each day
and definatly not to woo

So why have you...

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Your nothing put a pompous pig and you have the audacity to disrespect me,
You may have the money but you've lost your honour and any...

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I see it
I don’t like it
Not sure what I’m dealing with 
Nonchalance
Lack of interest
Simplemindedness
Envy
Jealousy
Misunderstanding
Or simply
The reflection
Of the disappointment
In their boring little humdrum life



AP: Honorable Mention...

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Silence loaded
With some concoction
Of apathy 
Disdain 
Entitlement
An attitude that screams
”It’s all about me
I don’t care much about anyone else”

That empty glare blatantly defiant
That glows in...

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From my smartphone
fear rings
through 
knock, rattle, hospital hospice sounds
We connect. 
Tonight all I can think about is your voice, Jean.
The last call.
Vibrations continue 
fading
ivory white...

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Patti dropped her pants, turned away from the river, reached down and touched her toes, and squirted back a big spray of piss. The river...

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If I

Were exactly what you needed…
you would be mine now. 
I would sadly die however, 
as… if that were true? 
I would be in heaven....

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