Short Self Defeating Poems

Trump and Rod

Trump and many others have trod
While they were in search of a rod
So with competitors could be beating
Instead of it being self-defeating
Prefers women who clothes off shod.

Jim Horn...

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Being
Becoming
Self-defeating
Mean labelling


Address
Vain caress
Self-destructive
Touch explosive


Manage
Such garbage
Mad emphasis
Empty stasis




Leon Enriquez
02 November 2019
Singapore...

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Touched by you, I am
Eclipsed:

Wanton, we gather superficially at the
Center of warm flesh,
Decoding one another's fractured forms.

I feel, for all purposes, in a 
Self-defeating sense, Desire
Of tidal proportions, an Oceanic
Onrush, only to be drowned in.


"Eclipse"
Jenna-Nichole Conrad
Wordsmith...

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I'll be happy when I reach my goal.
Meanwhile I'm sad because
I'm not even close to getting there.
Why postpone happiness
and make it dependent on 
goals and changes needed 
to get the rewards they bring?
It is so self-defeating, a poor excuse!
I can be happy now,
with what I've got now,
with whom I am now,
enjoying the journey,
instead of chasing rainbows....

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Shine on my shine.
I'll take a double portion.
Who claps for me?
So there, you have it!

Never build a case
against yourself.
Lest, one forgets his own, 
histrionic, self-defeating issues. 

Shine on my shine,
you bandits!
You can't have 
it all.

I'll be the one,
to gloss it all over again.
So pay attention,
and pay me.

Pay me now!
Shine on my shine....

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Planning your demise is like 
tip-toeing on a tight rope    
realising there's no net
challenging a 
speeding car and
daring it to stop
mortgaging your manhood
amassing liabilities with no program of repayment
leaping to the wrong conclusions
leaning toward self-delusions
indulging in the same old 
self-defeating speculations
endorsing self-destruction 
till you're finally out of time!...

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It sneaks up when you're unprepared
And pulls the rug from under,
Full knowing you would not have dared
To fight to save your thunder.

For, unlike fog, with cat-like feet,
Exhaustion isn't fleeting.
When age and too much action meet,
It could be self-defeating.

A younger soul than I might last
Until that fog has lifted,
But time's been moving much too fast;
The balance might have shifted....

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Planning your demise is like 

tip-toeing on a tight rope    

realising there's no net

challenging a 

speeding car and

daring it to stop

mortgaging your manhood

amassing liabilities with no program of repayment

leaping to the wrong conclusions

leaning toward self-delusions

indulging in the same old 

self-defeating speculations

endorsing self-destruction 

'til you're finally out of time!...

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