Short Bane Of Poems

Beetles that crawl and fly,
Buzzing mosquitoes, too,
Busy ants working hard.
Bane of farmers, gard'ners,
Bothersome they can be.
Birds catch and dine on them,
But I think they're yucky!...

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Staring, smirking, salivating men 
You are the bane of my existence 
How dare you defile my temple with your lustful eyes
I await the day where I get my chance 
To unleash my wrath, gifted from Artemis...

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One 
bottle 
standing tall
in the center
of my universe.
I orbit around her
from dawn to dusk like a dead 
moon on a never ending course. 
She is my only reason to rise
yet is now the bane of my existence....

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Money, money, money, the bane of our existence
First, you see it, then you don't, only exists by persistence
Perhaps a figment
Constantly mimicked
Not really real, too quick to be real, I need assistance...

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In its whisperings and articulations 
A searchlight into that hidden recess
The bane of acquisitions 
Becomes the flight from humility
On which freedom rests 
Shall we render benefaction of such
Crude and insidious notions........

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Effort
The bane of a life
The slow way they beg me to die

This war
Has taken its toll
These pale deaths that I call my life

I can't
Continue to fight
Under the red fog I'm in

So today I fall
To finish the fight
That never would begin...

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Too ugly.
Too tall.
Too nice.
Too small.

Too talkative,
Too confident,
Too mockative
Don’t call.

Too broke.
Too negative.
The bane of my life.
Don’t credit them.

Too flawed.
That’s relative
To the human race.
Can’t edit it....

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I have written down for thee
A poem so great that history
Must recall its mighty splendor
This is the judgement it must render
Ostentatious as it may sound
I have written it all down
Self promotion the bane of me
Yet, tis all the rage in 23...

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There, contrasting stark and grey,
From which it stands apart,
It sprouts and blooms in striking pose,
Despite a bane of art. 

It reaches out, attracting fame
In willingness to love.
Seems hope that frees itself from doubt
Is worth the knowledge of....

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A rasping pain persists in my aching knees
Nothing brings relief, despite my pleas,
Salves and creams I’ve tried won’t assuage
Arthritis persists – it’s the bane of old age,
If you know what works, oh, tell me please.

written March 5, 2022...

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Utopias; are they not the bane of
Impossible exploring?
Fable-isled, misting up out long gone
Crazed marriner's imploring?

Yet there stood we, and firm; soaked of this
Fount of joy's rainbow-uplift!
Unknown of each new world-sprung child.
Restless wisher; cast adrift!...

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The infernal bane of Private Beetle Bailey,

   Is Sergeant Snorkel who pounds him daily!

      Beetle has mastered the fine art of goldbricking,

         And somehow manages to survive his daily licking!

Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
© All Rights Reserved...

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Keep an eye on every charter
Take heed of the bane of your life
Lest you fall into danger
Keep an eye on every charter

Withhold from any impair
Loose yourself from strife
Keep an eye on every charter
Take heed of the bane of your life


04/27/16...

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I,m off down the park for a walk with Rover,
I shouted back to my wife.
Well I dearly hope you both get run over,
For your pets are the bane of my life!
Charming, I thought as I slammed the front door,
Can,t a man have a simple pet.
It,s not as if he pees on the floor,
He,s the best goldfish I,ve had yet!...

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Good governance,
the enemy of government
States rights,
oxymoronic at best
What works,
the bane of impostors
Who exist
to feather their nests

Revolution
 is quickly fomenting
Change only
at the point of a gun
Voices from Concord
heard calling
With freedom not given
but won

(The New Room: October, 2021)...

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Some say when you reach that higher plane
you have more, not less to gain
others counter and explain
that it's over, no gain to claim

Mystery started way back when
in a garden called Eden
an error we have paid for since
becoming a bane of our existence

So we live to the fullest, and obtain grace
but the reaper has the last embrace...

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We are all places, barring
That one locality
Fulfillment-ripe, in reach of.
Wish's sunned; and lazy!

The soul of disenchantment;
And the bane of us all!
Haunted, from o'er the next hill
By its lone-sounding call.

Who is the phantom, but lives
His own true self not in!
For what's forced on its esteem
In facade's see-through grin....

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Their police boots
Bark like a bull-dog
Near the Sharpeville sea 
Of men’s blood;

Their guns boom
Like the Hiroshima bombs
Which for years
Remain the bane of men;

When they saw me 
Passing through the street
They buried their faces
Of shame and humiliation –

Our once beautiful land is calmed again
Thru’ the violence of the red-hands....

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Self entitlement is the bane of issues
etched in stone
hand written
in times of great happiness
sadly in great times of more bleak emotions
our self given self entitled righteousness
is stripped clean and drug through the mud
leaving us empty and cold
thirsting for things we cannot have
this is the lose of our sanity at the beginning of the end...

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I have a secret place
where only I can go.
Not even she whom I 
give my inner self to. 

Where I sit, meditate,
to have a sober thought;
to mix, mull, postulate
to give or take as ought

and when I fade so too
will this affair grow dim.
I ask this bane of you
to think outside the rim
              ~~~~    
© Charles Henderson
Feb 10 2017...

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My sweet tooth becomes the bane of my existence
The very reason for my all consuming cravings
Be banished thou distasteful bean
Allow me of a good figure to dream!
Wherever I turn thou claims your presence
Hue so rich, aroma so wholesome! I wince
You delight in your delicacy yet you fail to see
My willpower I warn you will someday come back to me!!...

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Wandering through the plains
Lost in plain sight 
Famed for loneness 
Borne into misery
The abandoned zeta 
Chastened by pain and sorrow.
The bane of the lonewolf ;his curse
Cursed to be alone
Wandering in his thoughts 
Screaming out in his mind
Cursed to walk alone
All love lost. 
Will the lonewolf escape his fate?
Will he bud and sprout?
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never change,
Some one can save us,
Well Known as Xavier.
Those who believe Hopes
Call him as god,
Trust him….
Those who does not believe.
Utter him as  the power,
As fictional science,
Somethings are strong.
Like myth……
Might be a boon,
Or a bane of life,
Instead of worrying,
Believe in humanity.
Because I believe…..
In you, you can change world....

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Although my mistress is my muse,
After a second, she has no use.
In this cup, she is immortal,
But with haste she drowns the portal.
In her ways, she makes words quake,
And with her in me, all worlds break.
They say she exists as a bane of men,
Though I say her body expunges my sin.
She and I, we’ll never sever,
To be with her is to live forever.
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Time was spent...
     Time went down...
     Time has gone this day.
     For the ticking of the seconds,
     Always seem to fade away.


     But there is the singular moment...
     When Time stands still for you...
     It is in the apprehension, fear, or elation felt.
     Writing is the bane of Time...ALONE,
     Where you must face Time - Head On!...

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