Short Unwarranted Poems
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Unwarranted Praise
By: Tom
2/3/2013
It’s nothing I do
Being just an instrument
That Christ is using
rubbed me the wrong way
the way that you came at me
can not stand the way that
you approached me so suddenly
invading my space with your
unwanted unnecessary
unwarranted interrogation
My punishment's deserved.
To have haunting memories
that inhabit every waking moment.
Only I'm aware of the
sentence of remembering.
Mean, hateful, words hurled
against a tower of innocence.
Rampant, unwarranted destruction
of a once, impenetrable
fortress of love.
It must be said right now that being strange or weird is not a crime. Only an actual crime is the crime., and just as race, gender, religion, orientation, or nationality should not be discriminated against, pretty much neither should there be unwarranted prejudice against one with a different personality.
mediocre
existence
fell into
it without
noticing
it was
happening
fell in a hole
of my own
making
created a dull
future through
past missteps
made
did not
understand
the future
ramifications
of my actions
at the time
if i had i would
have not made
may unwarranted
decisions
Time is creeping upon those unaware of its presence
Fear of its essence is unwarranted!
No certainty in this game of, “who’s next”
Tragedy serves as a distant cousin
Believe the fables told about its insidious actions
Truth lies in every second, minute, and hour
Fear of its essence is unwarranted!
Today is the mistress of tomorrow
let roll a straight stick
with unwarranted thread of
bad synthesized will
stick neither gets bend
nor broken after long time
but thread gets perished
As one unable, or wishing
To bear no more this
Each wretched concern, unwarranted
Whilst overstressed is
Respectless Time, great scoffer of
Lasting worth's pretence
Sustain, will he; by this grant of
Symbolic foresight.
Posits you, a soul, bubble-freed
Above which sea's might
Death's dark, that old world engulfs; now
Of no consequence.
appeasing waves
of unreasonable
requests dumped
upon the shoulders
of the unsuspecting
victim
creating an
atmosphere
of subordinance
to the irrationality
surrounding each
encounter which
always seemed
to required an
amount of
subservience
towards
unwarranted
maltreatment
manifactured a
continued state
of obedience
A breath of fresh air rests the mind
Cooking with smoky flavors, tenderism refined
Personal space to make choices
Voting in favor as independence rejoices
It protects unwarranted intrusion
Breaking the borders of exclusion
Light and sound
Fight or flight
Fireworks all around
Every vision so bright
True freedom is letting go
As an independent nation is one to know
Carry the weight of things
not chosen, nor claimed,
but inherited.
They settle into ones life
like dust on old shelves,
quiet, persistent,
never asking to be understood
or accepted.
Unwarranted by self-will,
but exist by presence.
And so one lives with them,
not in defiance,
not in surrender,
but in motion.
To some truths
do not need conviction
to endure.
"Love Slays"
Love slays Mother Dragon
Dragon Mother slays Love
there in the middle 2
unbreakable meet
as 1 conquering unwarranted defeat
Love trains Dragon Mother
Mother Dragon trains Love
on repeat
and so on and so on and so on
throughout
all Eternity
LOVE always,
Slays Xx
Candide Diderot. ‘24
the training ground.
1 = Won.
Impenetrable collectives of treasonous scum
Thirsting upon the blood
and powerless state
of innocent bystanders
Empowered by delusions of grandeur
and disinterested in notions of compassion
Forming an intricate web of exploitation
and unwarranted influence
Perusing the globe with a concealed firearm
and a volatile disposition disguised by a smile
Ultimately intent on strengthening the force
of an omnipotent grip
A pouting pooch whose boisterous barks
are uttered in superlatives
laying claim to unwarranted
importance
due to an overbearing pride.
Strip him of his diamond studded
collar, not to mention his badly groomed coat
reveals a Manhattan cur:
a junkyard dog
who’d sooner attack innocence
than those bent on his destruction.
Fear not people! For his bark is worse
than his bite
The Donald thrives on attention.
I walk into the Holly Garden
My presence unwarranted, not unwanted
Once a mysterious place full of luster
With deep flowing waters
Will I be cleansed or drowned
Each visit reveals it's true nature
Unbelievable beauty overtakes me
My nature being now revealed
Overlooking the garden with desire
I sigh in hope, alnost desperation
In a foreign tongue I hear "Leas Celyn"
The words no longer foreign
Go from ear to heart like magic
How long will I look upon this place