Vituperation Poems - Poems about Vituperation

...Blandishments eroded invaluable necessary viz life savings of mine videre licet alms initially crafted June twenty fifth two thousand twenty four affecting me to utter "oy a broch" (pronounced ......

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...A living hellish nightmare... only just began early today November 6th, 2024, when my eyes frightfully espied glaring headlines bespoke horror conjured, portended and yielded worse fate than......

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...For some enchanted evenings... The following scenario imagined after the hoopla of Democratic National Convention miracle workers Kamala Harris and Tim Walz trumpeted politically wholesome zea......

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...Emi’lokan, the lyrics from a loon, the vituperation born from the womb of greed, the menace of recycled gangsters. Emi’lokan, the beggarly shame of old vermin, the intrusion of mafias and thug......

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...From dense sleep we emerge. Realizing our coat, we seek to cast off this Nessus. We drank the Jonestown Kool-Aid and now it’s too late. We never noticed the circling vultures despotic desce......

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...Opining On Sacraments Of Self-Ordained Loathsome Sacredotalists When the rascal dons his garments of meerschaum shade with loud mendacious voice he covers his mugwump cries Waving a banner of lo......

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...The dying day lies beautiful in the tender glow of the evening, Her skin is black and glows with angelic beauty, But a glacial pang of pain like the stab of a dagger of ice frozen from a poisoned w......

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...Each of us = our own worst enemy Hyperbole escorted ushered down aisle, no critic within google x bajillion mile (give or take a million) approximates limitless potential regarding self said e......

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...The day my heroine fell and cried, A few tears came to soften my seared vision, My pains were amplified and many secrets reviewed, Yet, people talk - a daily avalanche of vituperation. She taug......

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...The augury of him in Crimea was so That Ekaterina said she was tired of sandwiches But I did have black tea, black Latvian bread with her black Ikra near Black Sea Hundreds of kilometres from Kiev......

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...Calm,collected and serene Then a timely vituperation Evokes in spilt seconds A cornucopia of rashfolly Tempers, scream up The meanest echelons of inhumane rive Words; few left unsaid Blood......

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...Contumacious remarks abound Words that sting and injure deeply A reflection of their inner turmoil Played out in another’s space Their hatred knows no bound The distance of the internet Turns......

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