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Undesirable Poems - Poems about Undesirable


The Undesirable Companion

There she is 
Like a flash of light
In a darkened room
With a second
Between the light
And the boom

....of TRUTH

Stunned, immobile
By the magnitude
Of what can not be escaped
Eyes, transfixed
In the now of what is
I'm raped

....of choice

How dare she
Just show up, uninvited
In spite of what she's ignited
A well concealed rage
Of what has been engaged
Locked in a well-mannered cage

...of
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Categories: undesirable, truth,
Form: Rhyme

Disposable But Undesirable

Disposable But Undesirable

In the cycle of life, everything has a price…
From a cute gargling little baby born to life…
To an aged adult all silver haired and wise…
Thus for the lucky ones, this is a circle of life….
We weep for the nameless ones who failed to survive…

From a cute gargling baby born to life, it survives…
As
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Categories: undesirable, anxiety, community, earth day,
Form: Light Verse



Undesirable Now

Undesirable Now	Robert Denton (September 23, 2014)

I feel like my life is over.
I'm caged, imprisoned, locked within
the confines of this broken container.
I'm undesirable now.

To be young again, and strong
Able to manoeuvre and twist and run and kick.
I would continue in stealth espionage
To eradicate cruel injustices.

But alas, only consciousness
Is the evidence of existence.
And so I wonder...
Can I
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Categories: undesirable, body, discrimination, life,
Form: Free verse

The Undesirable

A smile hides the truth,
Shrouding the feelings of others.
But the dark cover is transparent:
The truth still surrounds the undesirable,
Shoving, wounding, crushing. 
Only wanted when it’s convenient.
Never good enough their own merit, 
Except when their few talents are desired. 
Screaming into the void, like the lone wolf’s cry,
But deaf ears are turned to the desperation. 
Will
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Categories: undesirable, depression, life, sad
Form: Free verse

Undesirable Whispers

I was not afraid that my life one time will finish.
I am afraid that it will never start.
Death always was ahead and whispers to me
"Live because I am coming".

The biggest injustice in this life is if you have arrived and depart without travel...
The joy of the journey that you never live

Copyright Constantinos Grigoriadis © All
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Categories: undesirable, death, life, nature, philosophy,
Form: ABC




Book: Reflection on the Important Things