Short Defamed Poems
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I flew above a brood of brats,
like fighting, wailing alley cats;
defamed, I stood there like a dork:
their mother blamed them on a stork!
For Andrea’s I am a stork contest
Birth, unspoken communication: stork
Insults tossed like grenades
Lies slipping easily off his tongue
Interruption instead of discussion
Dragging his opponent into the dung
I listened astonished, amazed and ashamed
How America's President his office defamed
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Starlight is defamed
comets swallow their own tails
time folds entropy
shadows not now reflected
all applause rendered to void
In the vanishing
I stand stripped of flesh and bone
naked to atone
as a soul in reckoning
for what I've become, not done
The Cross is our crutch: we are lamed and maimed,
Crippling sin in our soul,
Defiled and scourged, our faith defamed,
Golgotha our gloried goal.
The Cross is a bludgeon for smiting down
Death in his sable gown.
It’s Roman-hewn and Jesus-borne,
Encircled with blood-flecked thorn.
The Cross is our crutch: we are lamed and maimed,
Crippling sin in our soul,
Defiled and scourged, our faith defamed,
Golgotha our gloried goal.
The Cross is a bludgeon for smiting down
Death in his sable gown.
It’s Roman-hewn and Jesus-borne,
Encircled with blood-flecked thorn.
dimitri korchenski commander ukraine, leading the dammed some men so defamed
Crimes against children as honour to them, sewer frequenters bad tidings bad ends..
No strangers to torture, self glory.. Gory matters it's plain, plain knowledge my friends.'
Yet theres such a world of deception, in mainstream media and what it pretends.'
Evolution changes
the mind of man
All insight martyred
for wider scans
The magic filtered
as books proclaim
What facts uncover
and time disdains
Evolution fosters
a weakened soul
Each process stifled
the gist untold
Forever whittled
in narrow canes
Tomorrow empty
—the past defamed
(Dreamsleep: August, 2022)
My name defamed, my soul is bruised.
With no proof I’m falsely accused.
My accuser’s believed today.
Lord heal my aching soul I pray.
My soul’s innocent has no shame.
I did not do what they all claim.
How do I disprove what they say?
Lord heal my aching soul I pray.
Cease hate and persecution too.
Let them see the harm they all do.
Trusting the lies she has to say.
Lord heal my aching soul I pray
As the hail makes love to the streets
I query its vendetta with I
What had I done to be defamed
By such unforeseen chagrin
The sound ‘tis the climax of the horizon
Echoes that of a violinist scarred by sexual mortification
The harmony plays in quite a lovely manner
Could hook one quickly if not careful
Appeased I sit in a wooden, black chair
And saturate in fine rock refrains
A pacifying compensation if I may say
A scripted version of hell
Well versed
rehearsed
Best man
began
He joked
provoked
Each word
was slurred
Blah blah
faux pas
Defamed
and shamed
The bride
soon cried
Now crushed
she blushed
Red faced
disgraced
Without
a doubt
He put
his foot
Inside
his snide
Wide scouth
loud mouth
Not quite
contrite
Ashamed
he blamed
His botch
on Scotch.
3/ 21/ 2018.
When the control is in your hand,
you should know when to stop and when to use,
no matter what it is: words or weapons.
Otherwise, it will destroy the controller:
like, someone is stabbing the holder's back
by bending the holder's hand.
Like, the truth you had said
thinking the listener is your friend,
but later found that
they were the people
who had defamed you by spreading that.
Are people worth trusting?
Doesn't a knife cause you less pain than treachery?