Short Embroiled Poems

In Emotion Embroiled

In much emotion, we were embroiled;
Some with sin who are so badly soiled;
By God now seen,
In pasture green;
In flowing fields, they toiled and tarried.

Jim Horn...

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I hated her
as much as I loved her

And loved her in ways
my telling would shame

Emotion embroiled
in deadliest combat

Choosing not one
—but the other to blame

(Dreamsleep: February, 2023)...

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Blisters of
disillusion
fester 
and boil

Vision
rubbed raw
in the darkness
embroiled 

False 
expectations
lie scattered
and burned

Ignoring
our history
with lessons
— unlearned

(Dreamsleep: February, 2025)


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Canis Lupus the Dufus

He did battle with three little hams
was embroiled in the Riding Hood scams
now slower of gait
he simply must wait
for a visit from Mary’s sweet lambs



John G. Lawless
3/30/2015

Not submitted to the contest
for obvious reasons....

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armed with lance and shield
embarks on ivory steed
approaches sanctum

nemesis sighted
embroiled in bloody battle
vicious creature slain

bestowed with honour
patron saint of a nation
commemorated

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(C) John C Michaels, April 23rd 2017...

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Ominous is giving the impression that 
something bad or unpleasant is going 
to happen or is threatening.

Trump Has Been Ominous

Trump thinks that he has been ominous;
Also seems to be vulgar and venemious;
Up all coiled,
And embroiled;
While he was appearing to be a sourpous.

Jim Horn...

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One Embroiled Life
By: Tom Wright
4/12/98

My life was embroiled in strife,
for better days I so yearned.
Then realizing what I'd given life,
to me, life had just returned.

Within me I vowed peace I'd seek,
I prayed from God, a new start.
With my situation ever so bleak,
I accepted Christ into my heart.
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Having naught but love within,
for all mankind.
God's, chosen sacrifice, that sin
became powerless to bind.

In death before the mass,
His voice He lifted up.
But knowing this could not pass,
He consumed the bitter cup.

He took far less from life,
than back he gave.
One life, embroiled in strife,
a cross, a borrowed grave....

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One day,
I will walk out of my wounds
to stand before the scriptures 
and kneel before the fire.

Why,
did I wait for the sun to rise
in fractured stasis of dark moon ?
My smiling mate ?

The rapturous beating of chest
by unclenched buds of shame,
after you slept with flame,
embroiled.

Licking the underexposed
gems of sins.


Satish Verma...

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Speak to me in words I understand.
Don’t let pompous attitude embroiled
With your intellectual narcissism
Cause you to judge my words with disdain
Because I write with veracity and simplicity.
Humility has such rich virtue,
And when all material matter
Is spent, is what will be remembered.
There is such evidence left by
Humble poets in their timeless poetry....

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CLATTERS OF PAIN

Have you heard it?
Sufferings embroiled of clatters 
Clatters of misery in penury
I mean deafening clatters of pain
Not again! Again ! Not Again!
Enmass, we can stop this clatter
Turn it into clatters of revenge
Organize our fury for their funeral 
We then lit fire of freedom.  


Alayande Stephen T.
2.33am
14th October, 2007...

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rough with beauty 
    an acquired taste
            sexy with squiggles

But it’s a tree!
     Yes and has history and character
                 holding secrets of the forest

Or is it a rock?
       petrified now? Possibly later
                  Now very much alive

Secrets embroiled
           in a magic forest like way
                       sensuously mysterious...

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Giving VS Taking
By: Tom Wright
2/3/99

Having naught but love within,
for all mankind.
God's, chosen sacrifice, that sin
became powerless to bind.

In death before the mass,
His voice, He lifted up.
But knowing this could not pass,
He consumed the bitter cup.

He took far less from life,
than back He gave.
One life, embroiled in strife,
a cross, a borrowed grave.
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Why would a Lord's servant miserably die,
And his wife and children are left embroiled in lack?

Why would a toiler a beautiful mansion buy,
But a gun bearing loafer ambushes his head?

As I continue my gripes with life
Another question comes up:
Why should the industrious laborer seek heaven's favor
But all this he does in vain?

Why and why I ask
Until I discover that life is an empty husk!...

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I knew when sparks flew
From my brand in her cavern,
The friction-lit dark
Fanned the impotent fires;
The charring of juices
Hot, uric and spicy,
Flowed a lateral tango
And the hairs sluiced with life.
With a breath of exalting
The dream turned to torture,
Collapsed in a gnarling
Of dust from the grind;
When done only dying
With memory and meat-hooks
Simmered down upon skin
And the night embroiled vengeance....

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A madman’s humanity
of which we decry
When he has those feelings
the same, you and I

How can he commit
such actions of death
Then cry when a comrade
lets out his last breath

A madman with feelings
the concept abhors
That he loves his children
his dog and his whores

His body dies bloody
his legend to live
Embroiled in fury
—only time can forgive

(The New Room: May, 2022)
Watching ‘Narcos’ on Netflix...

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These are very bad times for our nation.
We are in a very dire situation.
Our tsar is not in his palace anymore,
since our country is embroiled in a war.
The tsar is supervising the front line armament.
In St. Petersburg, a mad man is heading our government.
The tsarina is very difficult to convince
since Rasputin has hypnotic power over the prince.
We must come to the aid of Mother Russia.
Let’s murder that little monkey from Siberia.
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Painting With Words
Miracle Man
4-29-2022

 To paint an image with words, I strive each day,
For words, written or spoken, affect how others feel.
So I give it much thought as each word I weigh,
pulling no punches, as heart’s contents I reveal.

At a time in my life when embroiled in strife,
and I thought death surely stood at my door.
Writing was a calling God placed on my life,
as a testimony of change from my life before.
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As I fold up my hands I see scars of life
A loop hole between fine and wrong
A mirror of tales of life
Written in plain sight engraved and embroiled
Stitch for a stitch life was given
And so with time hope was stolen
Just to surface my thoughts to you am no angel
i am just another broken man 
A dreamer a man with no home
For no matter how much I tried to embrace life
My heart has always felt out of place
I dwell in confusion and mystery trying to crack the code of life...

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Fresh entity deceived me of late;
I faltered forward upon jagged toes.
My soul was once an open gate,
now drawn shut to ward off hate.
Betrayed by the aroma of sweet repose,
then pricked and left by mistaken rose.
Her stem bleeds bitter. Having tasted pain,
she has spurned felicity.
Lying in wait to parch the soil,
oblivious to her own demise,
her karma has led to clearer skies.
Forthwith sweet Mother earth embroiled,
nimiety of roots dried and spoiled;
she shrivels up and dies....

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