Squalid Poems - Poems about Squalid

Kensington Avenue

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The wheels of the chaotic times churn for them
the sands of crushed dreams in the desert of desiccated life,
settling frenzied on the unstratified fragile structure 
of the disorganized dunes ...

In The Shadow Of Silence

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Trudging on the indolent deserted pathway
the fragile footprints collapse in the sands of time,
the cadence of music dissolves in mirage, 
life’s unsung tunes fade away in sorrow.

In the tr...

Magnum Opus

...Cantankerous cancers found my blood letting from the slit, 
Is it avarice of me to desire the love begetting of Lazarus?
Enjoying life cadaverous like forgetting the want to live, 
Is it glamorous...

Weary Is My Mind

...Weary Is My Mind

I promise, I swear, I will never, I will always
That blaring sentiment of a pattering ghost that I detest
Among the empty hollowing of her mouth and eyelids
There lies darkness...

Cadence Of Death

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Inspired by Iron Maiden’s song Dance of Death


When the transiting sun shined enchantingly,
spreading color spectrum in the chameleon sky,
I saw once the masked figures of ingenious craft, ...

Dying Canyons

...I long to lead you to the psychosis of your existence;
toward the ill repute of your identity, something amiss reaches for meaning.

I would rather wish you gone before too much is said.
I wo...

Into the Gloom

...Into the gloom
by Michael R. Burch

Into the gloom, beyond the point of caring, 
past fascist rows that stare and blanch and cross
and watch us always, by the sunset's flaring, 
we watch our fo...

Many British thermal units later

...Many British thermal units* later

Vice linkedin to carnal flesh this writer, 
(a married heterosexual doofus, – 
whose alter egos 
named and highlighted courtesy 
Gallant and Goofus) attones
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Past, Present, Future

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 Past, Present, Future
By: Miracle Man
9/29/2024

I cast an eye at his squalid plate called past,
recalling that his same plate was previously called present.
I mused if gourmet meals...

The Wasteland of Wandering Wisdom

...Wilderness trees grow high
The wasteland is all but nigh
It’s getting darker here and I’m becoming more shy
Even my faith has grown somewhat dry

Distress bushes grow on
Like the dusk and the d...

undersandings

...pretension
i feel out of my depth
i see your eyes
yet i am deluded
I thought I were the mast
but now I lay squalid
Yet I am a witness
to your elective behaviour
will you ever change
I tried ...

scar struck AGAIN

...Damn these feelings of stress, interlacing impulsive dreams of disgrace 
Can it all be over soon? Maybe, the hopes drowned in the mere dust of time
Oh, long lost lamb, I am so in need of your easin...

Clued Into oneself

...An evanescent bouquet of skewed briars,
is how a  tinsel laden tawdry essence wickedly unfolds ,
scuppered signpost to a fetid  human  compost,
faint light pendant on soul crushed quantum migrant,...

abysSal dreadfulnesS

...I don’t feel good at this
I’m feeling so hopeless
I need some happiness
I’m feeling dread instead
I’ve been consuming sorrowful bread
I’ve been feeling rather dead

I want to repent of being s...

Who Are We At Our Core

...An evanescent bouquet of skewed briars,
is how a tinsel laden tawdry essence wickedly unfolds,
scuppered signpost to my fetid human compost,
faint light pendant on soul crushed quantum migrant,
w...

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