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Poems about Rant
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Betrayed. / I walk along a shore / Of tide moving in and out / Like what I keep setting free / Each time it comes back to me / / Boredom, loneliness, exhaustion / From no known cause or source / Sneaks up on me now and then / To ruin al
by oxymoron270
166 words, 3 comments,
on Aug 10 8:47 PM. In Free verse, Personal, Sad, Life, Rant, Thoughts, Depression, Sadness, Anguish
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This is Leanne's little world, / Where the roses grow, / The sun always shines, / And up the thatched roof climbs, / Ivy and wysteria. / Bu
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by marcusmoore
169 words, 28 comments,
on Jul 10 7:38 AM. In Adult, Love, Free Verse, Rant, Life, Rhyme, Weird, Alliteration, Loss, Lost Love
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He said you tasted like tar, Poppy
After we gave him CPR, Poppy
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by marcusmoore
148 words, 37 comments,
on Mar 10 8:12 AM. In Adult, Rhyme, Rant, Sad, Personal, Humor, Life, Anger, Rage, Weird Family
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You never gave but kept on taking
Until I sent you away, Oh Poppy
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You knew me when I was beautiful. / I don’t want you to see me now. / I don’t want you to walk away tsking, / the pity— / / “Not even thir
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To one I may be a painful memory / Draped in sorrow / To another, I may be a forgotten forlorn song / Reverberating disrupting chords of un
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You don't care about gossip and shopping
about drinking and club hopping
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We all have stories and / we all have dreams / Most are boring / some interesting. / / Dont know it all / but I know one thing / I cannot
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They make the music that divides you, / handed down as a thing to cry to. / And all their words / that treat you kindly. / There's nothing
by marcusmoore
352 words, 17 comments,
on Jan 29 5:24 PM. In Rant, Rhyme, Society, Sad, Weird, Life, Thoughts, Other, Perception, Music
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THIS IS KIND OF A LONGER SLAM, RANT, AND RHYMER... / / / / I don't believe in god, where could he be? / I've searched the land / the impossible sea. / I searched underground and beneath the trees. / The oxygen's there, / still we cann
by marcusmoore
439 words, 16 comments,
on Jan 26 10:22 PM. In A SLAM Piece, Rhyme, Life, Rant, Society, Thoughts, Pain, War, Anguish
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Tom drinks herbal tea/with no sugar and no milk/and, face flickering/in front of the discovery channel,/he discovers
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people don't know
how to love
they bite …
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reflections, so ugly, but who has the right
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You know, / I'm so very proud / of the achievements of my gender. / Of the scrapyard we left on the moon, / and all those cylinders / on Ev
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I'm not a poet. / / I don't know where to put the commas, / the semicolons; / the ellipses.... / / I wouldn't recognize a participle if
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by
139 words,
on Oct 19 1:15 PM 2006
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by
142 words, 3 comments,
on Oct 2 1:38 AM 2006
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by
197 words, 3 comments,
on Sep 17 4:37 PM 2006
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by
76 words, 2 comments,
on Sep 3 3:54 PM 2006
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by gnosisonG
396 words, 16 comments,
on Jul 20 8:29 PM 2006
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by
99 words,
on May 26 7:00 PM 2006
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So cut me open and watch my eyes drown in the blood. Look around and know me from the inside out. Tell me how I think tell me what I should know. Tell me you love me. Hange me on your wall…
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