Wretched Poems - Poems about Wretched

• Hum a little tune • As you wait for the bus • When it sings something wretched • Don't stir up a fuss ...

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Wretched emasculated celibate anchorite (any relationship between the following poem and living persons - namely the writer of these words ranks as purely coincidental and fictitious). nevertheless he suffers existential blight covered head to toe in black and blue bruises linkedin wherein yours truly (himself) did self flagellate, less for religious reasons, than cuz he felt contrite about his mein kampf and hard times, where purpose...

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Wretched is the man, who has not seen the sea, of day Who has not heard the seagulls cry above the waves, Who did not walk long hours to think, or dream Who has not seen the ships sailing for distant Egypt. Unhappy is man, who does not think of the sea, often Who has not rested his soul alone...

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The wretched bow their head As they shuffle along unled Lost to the world without souls No longer counted or enrolled Once they looked you in the eye Their knowledge gained held high But now beaten down instead Their only world now full of dread Who now will take up their fight Going forward with the right They wait for a leader to rise...

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The wicked clouds swirled together in the dark evening sky. John hurried down the steep dusty steps of the storm cellar. In John's arms was David, his sickly son. As the rain pours down onto the unfortunate pair, David sleeps in the comforting arms of his father. Once at the bottom of the steps, John...

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Spitting venomous words Like sour milk leaving an unsuspecting mouth A face contorted into an unrecognizable creature Tears pour from reddened eyes Entity of a woman gone mad...

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Thou wretched spot, thou churlish little knave, canst thou in truth believe thine own deceit? Engendered by thy lusts, thou art a slave, ensconced by thy morality’s retreat. Ye target those placed trusting in your care, such innocent, inquisitive young minds, yet lurking in thy cerebellar lair, a single thought, corrupting all it finds. Thou seekest normalized attraction thus, outraged when thy detractors say...

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I do not belittle good A little good is a lot The smaller the better. The consequence of goodness is good Nothing saves us from calamities Like the good we do. Get use to good Good is usually good He who does good reaps good. Greatness & goodness rarely meet in one man Goodness is not in greatness Greatness is in goodness. The one who...

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Putin, Putin, yes I want you, A marked man, with another few, So busy creating your own demise, Brazen, proud of your war, no disguise. Putin, Putin you are going to hell, And your marching clones, I foretell, Will all, hear the sound of the calling bell, For where you are bound, is no hotel. Putin Putin, yes I want you, A disgrace, is...

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Had an epiphany this morning and yet, the screeching and scratching of the voices is always at hand. The only thing I can trust this day and age is the walls talking to me. Ceremoniously, I want my consciousness to die. Alas, it lies wake and unfolds the lashes concocted. From the whips of a tormented psyche. I...

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Always unimpressed Never cares about others interest Ever willing to get you suppressed Often desiring to be defended Oh human existence Joy of the wretched Tears of the opulence Man is ever unsatisfied Life is beautiful Life is meaningful Some are insatiable Certain behaviours are unbelievable Work while the light fades Work with life in the shades Reap the fruits of your labour Leap the joy of your harbor An...

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As night falls Fear begins it’s ghastly calls Demons come out with bloody claws On my brain evil relentless gnaws The mountain of darkness is steep I climb it longing for sleep I desperately fight Trying to reach the light Tumbling through my black plight With every hour Darkness will devour At the summit I reap The withered fields of sleep...

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I turned away to hide my tears when his eyes were blurred and frowned with a sigh each time his words were slurred Foolishly, he thought by closing his door I wouldn't know that he'd given in to the demon causing sorrow and woe He was drowning himself in whirlpools on the Vodka Sea I wanted to save him from...

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There's wretched plastic everywhere We drop it here, we chuck it there We landfill it with urgency We leave it there as legacy We poison planet once pristine We now despair of polythene We see it blowing in the air We just pretend it is not there We see it snagged up in the trees We watch it waving...

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The past uncut ties, A dimly lighted candle in a distorted guise, Confessions we try to melt inside lies, Burn the brightest in our eyes. The grave we carry around bearing its name, Is written all over us just the same, The things we let go of when we’re brave Are the ones the wretched memories zestfully crave, You don’t forget when...

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