Oxymoron Poems - Poems about Oxymoron

Death, death, Oh! Old Death Old death makes everybody dry and sad Death even makes kings who are grumpy and mad Absolutely powerless, helpless and useless Death makes us mute, motionless, lifeless and deaf In the darkest, hottest part of the crater And deep within the brightest cell or cache of the chamber Where too much light Blinds the retinas and this is...

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A prolonged loud silence Shattering my belief Baffling my spirit Summoning an inevitable end Of what we had between us Shunning my existence Severing the bond that tied us The heart lies bruised by the callous attitude And distance grows further between us Nothing it seems stays forever....

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Honest salesman is a semi-oxymoron Just like an honest politician Please do not laugh, all lawyers or Accountants are not crooks. When the door Is wide open a mouse, a rat, a cockroach Would me more than happy to approach Some politicians have tried to be better And more credible. Some are men/women of honor However, others are pathological liars They are professionals who...

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treetops smoldering smoke encircling bird’s flight blinding sight with glee ...

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Inherently people are prone to pry Wherever there is more than meets the eye. Black and white, by patent definition, Dazzle in latent opposition. Byproduct of a shady interplay - Panoply of 50 hues of grey. The contrast between black and white Is not as trite as day and night. In former days they harmonised On...

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I met a little Sophia recently in a Masjid. By the by I met the grandmother, traveling from "Normal." I had to travel on a cold day for a hot topic, she was hinting... And I learned the word, "love child" and beyond! Once not lovable, it can reach up to stage four. for pancreas, lungs. kidney and many...

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Crowded, Yet lonely, Not alone, But outcast, Satisfied, Yet hungry, For the things, I will never have, Disciplined, Yet rebellious, Eager to be free, Someday, Dedicated, Yet impatient, Might just snap Any second now, ...

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Mideast Peace: Oxymoron Though descendent of Jews, I feel boggled at the brutal, nasty and wanton war between Israelis and Palestinians. Many innocent victims bred to know and hate their enemy impossible mission to reconcile one Semitic group of peoples from another. The bloody English begat and fomented debacle between Israelis and Palestinians. little more than a century ago, particularly usurping territory courtesy aggressive premise might makes right. The human species hell bent...

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agitated mime did you miss the exodus cave biology...

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Leftover Tomorrows Not just the yin and yang of life Not just the perplexed and entangled Not even the esoterically amplified deviations Just the oxymoron nature of the beast It’s the fashion of ascending and escaping Of falling into the voids of the heart When love transcends into emptiness Our minds form designs to abstract To gain wisdom teased from agony From wakeful weaving...

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Wisdom seems an oxymoron if implied there’s ‘State of Being,’ slight trace found where truth’s wildflowers flourish unrestrained by seasons. Wisdom wears truth like a glove protects soft flesh from blister/callus. Truth ‘is’ wisdom loves disguises, rainbow’s curves are free of malice. Evolution’s wisdom’s penchant, change it welcomes – ‘child of reasons.’ What’s true blooms with understanding, lines Love’s path...

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Oxymorons are cynical and fun. Be careful though if you want to use one. If it is familiar, it may sound quite trite. Which murders your poem with a harsh bite. Deafening silence is way overdone. Boisterously shy is a good one though, hon Brilliant idiot may be available in a tweet. But avoid cliques like bittersweet....

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I was a Moon in a dark abyss Wandering alone in tormented solace As aimlessly as a fish in bowl Glumly glad within my alien abode In a spur ___ you appeared from Nowhere A Blackhole pulling me towards its angelic snare Rearranging the space time fabric ___ To a whole new world ___ mystifying yet aesthetic And I couldn't resist, for...

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Tolerance blank slates compassion indifferent Disingenuous...

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I've given thought to "What if Rubik's cube was round?" My answer might be considered to be somewhat profound Initially, my reaction was, "If it ain't broke don't try to fix it," but that would be a lame deduction, so I decided to nix it. Nearly fifty years ago, Erno Rubik created his colored cube Some people have tried to...

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