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Sordidness Poems - Poems about Sordidness


Premium Member Death Be Thy Raven
...Death be thy raven's blackened plume And hunched in cape of sordidness A tower's age of wealth's illume Becries a pallid nothingness Where scream escapes an umbral torn Of ravaged souls in weep......

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Categories: sordidness, death, metaphor, moving on,
Form: Sonnet
Donald Trump Must Be Permanently Lambasted
...Donald Trump must be permanently lambasted... and ewe know what else... furloughed & barred from Whitehouse Ducks of former self proclaimed Grand Poobah getting lined up and goosed as these wor......

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Categories: sordidness, abuse, america, corruption, destiny,
Form: Free verse



Donald Trump Must Be Permanently
...FURLOUGHED & BARRED FROM WHITEHOUSE Ducks of former self proclaimed poobah getting lined up as these words typed. Poor sign,... I ham aghast, where pigheaded previous president concerned at......

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Categories: sordidness, abuse, anxiety, betrayal, corruption,
Form: Rhyme
A Play In Mud
...Life filled with a feeling of happiness With dirt, slush, sordidness The cleanliness existing apart From everything else in the yard The ambience of soggy topsoil Feeling so complete thus min......

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Categories: sordidness, happy,
Form: Free verse
Donald Trump Must Be Permanently Barred and Furloughed Today
...FROM WHITE HOUSE I ham aghast at increasing banality, deviltry, ferocity, imbecility, liability, obscenity, rapacity, ugly offal popularity witnessed by Donald trump hence aye aerat......

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Categories: sordidness, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Cowboy Poetry



Now Donald Trump Must Be Permanently Barred and Furloughed From Hoar Re: Whitehouse - Part I
...I ham aghast at increasing unpopularity witnessed by Donald trump hence aye aerate thoughts, how ass nine his banal, demoniacal, fanatical, and hurtful culling frightening insight, where portent......

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Categories: sordidness, crush, evil, hate, pain,
Form: Political Verse
Free Cee In All Honesty I Am Dishonest
...IN ALL HONESTY I AM DISHONEST Many people own what they refer to as a “cash cow” A farm animal who produces milk to drink and make cheese Well I am like an aged farmer praying for his last field......

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Categories: sordidness, angst, people, me, people,
Form: Quatrain
Free Cee I Wish There More of You Who Deserve To Read This
...PLEASE PASS THE SWEETBREAD With sorrow tomorrow I will say fare thee well As I be headed for the intestines of hell A demon misdirected to be duly digested While his fortitude and factor of fea......

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Categories: sordidness, angst, me,
Form: Quatrain
Free Cee a Pain Clou On Horror's Horizon
...A PAIN CLOUD ON HORROR’S HORIZON I’ve tilled the tired soil on which a torn man toils I’ve tread the fettered flag on which an aspiring asp coils I’ve stared into the face of ghosts, goblins and gar......

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Categories: sordidness, angst, pain, life,
Form: Quatrain
Free Cee In All Honest I a Dishonest
...IN ALL HONESTY I AM DISHONEST Many people own what they refer to as a “cash cow” A farm animal who produces milk to drink and make cheese Well I am like an aged farmer praying for his last field......

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Categories: sordidness, angst, people, me, people,
Form: Quatrain
Free Cee of Bricks and Bubbles
...A BUTTERFLY BLOWING BUBBLES I was catching bubbles in a butterfly net for beauty’s sake Needless ‘tis to say sans any success The second I secured one it would summarily break And I left ......

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Categories: sordidness, angst, metaphor, butterfly,
Form: Chastushka
Free Cee Just Look Around Stupid
...JUST LOOK AROUND STUPID they're out there everywhere the ones who don't see beauty the universe composes the tall golden wheat and the royal red roses they don't appreciate the moonlight whe......

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Categories: sordidness, angst, universe,
Form: Monorhyme
Premium Member In All the Crummy Little Barrooms of the Soul
...I wait in all the crummy little barrooms of the soul. I look about and sniff the air, drink, and wait. In the demi-world of honky-tonks, which vie against night's inner gloom, beneath mantles ......

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Categories: sordidness, angst, depression, introspection, life,
Form: Narrative

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