Short Flouted Poems
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I flouted my knowledge ostentatiously,
But I found no one cared what I came to be.
It’s not the façade they wanted to see,
They just wanted to see; the real me.
When health scares are touted.' Check saftey rules are not
Flouted, or all futures may well end up being worse.'
My advice is; try not to be (too science averse)!
The
Door
Was closed
Forever
Leaving behind all
The memories gathered through the
Pass of time for decades in the flouted and forced bond
That shattered in the floor as a glass bottle jilting evermore a flawed alliance
1-29-2016
The fact that any society needs laws, rules and regulations is proof absolute of the failings of humanity,
The fact that any of these laws, rules, and regulations are flouted by so many is proof ultimate of human abnormality.
The FragGen. 81.5.8 (2014)
was just a
novelty item
within the minds
of the crowd that
had gathered to
watch the show
unfold right in front
of their eyes full
of disbelief
there stood two
hearts flouting above
the ground
then out of no were
one came crashing down
turning to dust
disappearing into thin air
afterwords the remaining
heart flouted away into the distance
without a second look
In a lea, he saw a ripe, sagging mango fruitlet
Fruitlet, he decided to approach, touch and pick
Pick a fruitlet whose man he flouted
Flouted owner but he knew he was larceny
Larceny of a fruit, ripe or not, he hit it on ground
Ground with grass or naked, he was no care
No care but should plant his own tree
A tree to kill his strong desire
Desire of harming fruits hanging on a tree
A tree another man planted
Poem by N. Mugisho
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The mist ooozed
the echo to one way.
It was so dark and dank
my breath stank, impaled
by will–o'–the–wisp
mirage, flickering
candle-like, remote.
Ghosts-like swirls arose
through the mist, but nobody
came.
Silence pierced and
popped up, but nobody
came.
Storm abated, flood
flee flouted, but nobody
came.
I lay damp and dying, crying
for having lied about where I was going —
fault and blame, and never knowing
lay beside me, nobody
came.