Short Decried Poems

her piggie died my 
   love denied
she cried I
   cried 
alone by her
   side
honesty 
  decried
never should've 
   lied
perhaps death has
    died 
retry 
retry
retry re-
try.
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The bullets 
will be there tomorrow
the endless sorrow
inescapable regret
that will linger, fade
reappear in the future

pure unspoiled poetry
twas an illusion
until the hipster decried
the archaic language


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The bullets 
will be there tomorrow
the endless sorrow
inescapable regret
that will linger, fade
reappear in the future

pure unspoiled poetry
twas an illusion
until the hipster decried
the archaic language


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You can burn a book,
but never burn its truth
The flames sear the meaning,
tattooed at the root

Dousing this sacrilege,
my felony went untried
Escaping with the Muse in tow
—a fugitive decried

(Dreamsleep: January, 2022)...

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Amid the jagged shadows of mossy leafless boughs,
I found myself decried in a mindless state.
Joy has become a dark meaning of pretending to be happy.
Look over there, my heart's bleeding in sparks caused by an unending agonizing torment.



24/11/19
12:27 pm...

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You can’t embrace
the moment forever
whose verity 
at essence ungrained

By definition
it must rename itself
once mentioned
decried and disclaimed

What came upon you
to die in place
where vacuums exit
in time and space

Regenerating
from life’s cocoon
and starting over
—Amayasvan moon

(The New Room: December, 2023) 
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My flesh and blood
refused to follow me
refused the notion of the flood
fought for right, not for me

Duty served
country proud
Now we two sons confess
we have transitioned to the dress

Father hid all the witnesses
to the truth of his two creations
from the watchtower he decried
the beauty, compassion and love

all he derides...

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To the Redcoats Betsy Ross lied.
“It is not a flag!” she decried.
“I'm due at a wedding
and all of this threading
will be a new gown for the bride!”

“But it isn't just one little dress,”
with nose growing she had to confess,
“A collection I've planned--
t'will sell big in the land--
at my discount stores, Ross Dress for Less”!...

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So God asked me smugly, “How did you
find the life I fashioned one for you?”
“Not very colorful, Sire,” I decried.
“My wife was homely and dull
My kids, mediocre and drab
I slogged, I struggled feeling ever gray.
An uneventful life. Unconditionally normal. 
Methinks, you did a gross injustice by me.”
“Oh, shut the … whining,” God boomed.
“Just go back and get a life!”
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Is there something unwanted
or even decried
that lives in the bottom
of all you’ve despised
to weep when you’re happy
the prefect of tears
confusing the moment
defying the years
its magic conscripting
new days into night
 trapping what’s in you
embracing the fright
one saving question
 the clock striking twelve
destiny tolling
—your answer indwells  

(Dreamsleep: January, 2022)...

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What are we but relics
of time gone by

Where painful encounters
stay undenied

The wounds may scar over
but never heal

As memory is martyred
its blood congealed

New skin tries to cover
what sutures can’t hide

Each moment recovered
a falsehood decried

With strength built on pillars
of fortunes disdain

From deep in the shadows
—our essence remains

(Dreamsleep: January, 2023)...

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Chubs is gravely flat.
We remove our hats.
Her wheel deflated him—
Chubs, my cuddly cat.

Flounder is lying flat,
ambling on his back.
Her croutons choked him—
Flounder, my friendly catfish.

Gopher is resting back-flat,
striking position for naps.
Her diabolical chocolate gateau
snuffed him out almost.

Gopher rose once again,
my mangy mutt, back-to-life. 
Ma decried; she'd die
in a reindeer stampede...

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Did you ever thank the leaf
for all the beauty they bequeath.
You grumble, putting them aside
while in your own heart, lies deride!

Oh natures wonder ~ still have pride
then put assunder heaps of chide
so given, now in glory hide
the leaf as blunder, thee as stride!

So humble dunder, thus denied
must love the leaves, once green, now dried,
to scoop in flounder from reside
leaf rights a bummer, so decried!...

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Fiery Spirit


Epic tales heard from birds in golden bars
Spreading feathers they zoom up in their envisioned flight 

Animals in captivity is decried aloud
Their glued movements kill their roaring might

Potted plants are sweet and dainty
In bedded grounds they sway to fancy's delight

Rules and trite strictures murder us in strife
Freedom from bondage fires us to titanic height



April 1, 2016
Where Freedom Finds The Fire
Justin Bordner...

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Liken the fontanel as the tenth door,
which soon after birth, slowly becomes closed,
whence blinded from truth, we feel not our core,
immersed in hypnotic trance self-imposed,
floundering about through life indisposed.
Freedom’s enabled when we pierce the crown,
which occurs when our turbid thoughts calm down
and heart purified, ego is decried,
that love entwined, in stream of bliss we drown,
in the vast void glide, amazed and wide eyed....

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For long bookcase-bound,
Some books committed suicide.
‘Few readers were found’,
The suicide note had decried,
Sobered, the rest of books cried.

The shock of the news
Caused many in library
Feel a stiffened noose,
Some of them on poetry
Thought of mass hara-kiri!
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Tongue-in-cheek |24.12.2020|
Topic: books, poetry

Poet’s note: More and more books are being printed, less and less, read; too many digital bytes chasing too few readers....

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i once stood
within my own shipwreck
blaming cruel seas

years past
flotsam and jetsam
built a driftwood home

when storms came
that ramshackle shelter
self-destructed
while i
cursed foul weather

looking outward
never seeking inward
i decried a faithless fate

unt
a blinding truth
ransacked
an unseeing mind

simply that

I ALONE
am the author
of my own life-long
melodrama

none other than me
bore this responsibility

of such a tangled

tragicomedy

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