Short Nobles Poems

Dress myself purple
It’s the royalty garment
Divine for nobles
Kingdom of the lollipop
Bow down and lick my garment...

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Founded in the Han,

Dynasty and Rome, 'Tickle,

Torture' was penance,

Of nobles, no scar, quick fix,

Salted feet, for goats to lick....

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A bear can destroy,
Everyone fears.
Giving him intelligence,
Justifiable king,
Like many nobles,
Obsessive persona,
Quintessential role sustains.
Total undeniable victory,
With (XL) yauld,
Zealotry....

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Anne Boleyn Condemned 
  Declared England's Floozy 
Grotesque Henry Imposed Justice
King's Law Meted
Nobles Obediently Praised
  Queen's Reasonless Subjugation
Testosterone Unequivocally Vindictive           
Widespread Xenophobia
Yielding Zeitgeist

11/13/2021...

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Farquhar, a posh name
That's what it sounds like to me
Lords and other Nobles
Would grace this family tree

You can't help saying it
With much pride and panache
It certainly bodes better
Than Brown or Smith or Nash

I could go on forever
Quoting superlatives galore
I first saw this impressive name
Over a Scotsman's shop door!...

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In  This world,
                 we are all artisans ...
                  We sew with the hands
                     the sins and the no,
                     light and shadow,
                    joys and sorrows ...
                  With these nobles
                   materials we do
                   the clothes we wear
                    in life......

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In this world,
                 we are all artisans...
                  We mend with hands
                     the yeses and the noes,
                     highlights and shadows,
                    joys and sorrows...
                 With these nobles
                   material, we sew
                   the clothes we wear
                    in life... !...

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As I stand
Contemplating the threshold
Hopeless nobles
Pouring superficial sorrows
Parked in seven black chairs
Legs Tied
With Zip-Ties

I observe
Dark shallow depths
A mountain of endless
Contaminated tissue
Extruding over the brim of trash
Conquering wounds

As I
Take my leap of faith
Stepping forward with
My nametag

Hello, my name is Love
I Am an addict...

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Newly adopted toddlers mourN
Indemnity as locus  standI
Gold-crests laG
Event invites the employeE 
Rodeo on the wealthy riveR  
Irrevocable superminI
And the black gold run et ceterA 
Nobles with black gold gains remaiN


Spectacles of other specieS
Opener ramains incognitO
Ne'er-do-well holds the horN
No one remembers the mooN
Expatriate  the extra farE
Teach the gospel momenT...

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The above is the place,
the space above the world
where the planes fly,
and where the giant king
divorced his wife known as the moon.
This space of clouds and stars,
it's the home of snow which affects us
here where we stay the proletariats
and the Nobles!
It's this place where the rain falls
to make the world cold,
and the rivers to float
hence the ghetto guys begin to sneeze....

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They
fought for
Liberté,
égalité
et fraternité
in a revolution
against royal tyranny
by a careless, selfish monarch.
On July 14th, they stormed the Bastille
in the first major act of violence
against nobles and the bourgeoisie.
The third estate, the poor, starving
watched as madam guillotine
despatched the King and Queen,
and their divine right
in a revolt
where many
lost their
heads....

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With other nobles, I realize
that our nation is trying to modernize.
As I read this edict, I can’t believe my eyes!
This is the latest order received from our tsar.
God bless Peter, but this is going too far.
I consider this outrageous and weird.
He is taxing us if we want to wear a beard!
Is it considered barbaric to have facial hair?
Go against my tsar’s wishes?  I won’t dare.
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I have cut a Simril--
From the darkened grounds of Terra I made it...
Chipping away at the coal-block,
Picking till red my nails became,
With hammer and chisel striking.
And if my aim was true 
A light would shine through, a silvery hue--
Iluvatar's Beauty...

Many to it have I shown--
I even presented it to my Lords and Nobles
Way back when,
But never did I see it again


My Script
Tolkien  8/2/'14...

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Chip off the old block;
        It runs in the family.
This all needs to stop
        In our meritocracy.

Titles through ages;
        A generation’s game.
Lordships by bloodline,
        Some things need to change.

Birth won’t denote skill;
        It keeps people out.
Mobility’s lost
        When money they flout.

James Caan can shove it,
        And let workers in.
Nobles move over,
        Let our time begin....

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I am bully hear me roar.
I pick on poets from shore to shore.
I am the one that women fear.
The high elite has made this clear.

Now in shackles they drag me in.
I’ve been condemned by this latest spin.
My day in court, judged by the sound.
How dare I step on hallowed ground.

The virtuous nobles have made their plea.
A nerve doth struck by little ole me.
Unforgiven my sentence fixed.
On this eve I have been nixed....

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There will be many celebrating today
for it is Prince Charles special day

Champagne glasses brimming to the rim
one thing certain eyes will start to dim

Banquets and feasts a plenty
dishes  price set at twenty

All the nobles of the land
on bended knees in the sand

Royalists world over raise a glass
those against royalty take a pass

What ever your stance
have a swirl in dance

For me I say have a great day
and at the end maybe even a lay...

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Births and Deaths 

 

Minutes are born 

in the death of seconds 

Days are born 

in the death of nights 

Nobles are born 

in the end of devils 

Smiles are born 

in the ruins of tears 

Here nothing ends

once for all 

Slumbers are deaths and 

our awakenings are births 

Sorrows and smiles are 

His endless plays

Fun and tears are 

His awards and rewards;  

Understand, my man,

He is our true friend

SAKTHIRAVICHANDRAN...

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Births and Deaths 

 

Minutes are born 

in the death of seconds 

Days are born 

in the death of nights 

Nobles are born 

in the end of devils 

Smiles are born 

in the ruins of tears 

Here nothing ends

once for all 

Slumbers are deaths and 

our awakenings are births 

Sorrows and smiles are 

His endless plays

Fun and tears are 

His awards and rewards;  

Understand, my man,

He is our true friend

SAKTHIRAVICHANDRAN...

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