Best Stalker Poems

4ever my friend you will always be
And you'll always be the number 1 girl to me
I know we've known each other 4 so long
And the friendship we've built has always been strong
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I am living on
because providing apologies is easy
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Feet that could be clawed but are not ...
Arms that might have flown but did not ...
No one said 'Let there be angels!' but the birds
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I see her fly up high in the blue skies
From afar I see her stand near by

She is ugly
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buying dreams was easy for me too
Just signed up a loan
; leveraged and bought all;
Cheap money could buy..
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You think your immune,
To the powers that be,
Those who say,
That you're meant for me,
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She is large and matronly
And rather dirty,
A little sardonic-looking, as if domesticity had driven her to it.
Though what she does, except lay four eggs at random in the garden once a year
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The good padre David Ajemia, not from San Diego,
But from Boston, struck out with Conan O’Brian,
The padre is a priest obsessed with the Conan’s late night show
David was a stalker, who felt Conan was his Goliath,
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SEILTANZER (Tightrope Walker)

I had a friend - called Alan Stalker
Who was a fearless tightrope walker
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With your smile

She has reiterated number of times
That I may be “stalker sometimes
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Summer 'tis always bursting forth within me-
As invincible as a tidal wave of stone...
Slicing the middle out of winter
A hidden sun-lit heat-yet unknown;
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first came the obsession stage
then their mind became full of rage.
it does not matter if they're man or woman
for it is the same, their obsession becomes a game.
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I

'Twas in that mellow season of the year
When the hot sun singes the yellow leaves
Till they be gold,—and with a broader sphere
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It builds up in steam
steamy l'amour in passion's pressure cooker
only to let it all out to vanish
once the honeymoon is over.
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i am living on
because providing apologies is easy

once—

i was making choices
with insanely safe ideas of
fleeing-madly-and-flying-away

i was a helpless girl
against the brutal world of
bottom-patting-and-breast-pinching

i was craving for security
the kind i had only known while
aimlessly-afloat-and-speculating-in-the-womb

now—

i am locked away
a terrified princess waiting
for-death-and-not-any-brave-prince

i don't dream or think
i just remember and wince
at-voices-of-the-past-smirking-in-sarcasm

once—

i ran away in the darkness
nothing beaconed me more than the
prospect-of-solitude-and-the-caress-of-a-million-stars

i ran into the arms of the ravishing night
nothing pulled me back: not even the memories
of-love-i-had-once-known-&-stolen-kisses-savoured-for-so-long.

i ran until terror stopped my tracks
for, trembling i turned and saw that the moon was
another-immodest-ogler-and-lecherous-stalker.
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Now let’s take this lie make it you and I
A single sonnet in stripes of zebra hides
That ride the waves of black and white tides
Take bits of word bullets for a love to die
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oh my romeo
i'm cinderellah
i'm a fun of you
i wish you hear me
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Book Two: On the verge of war

(This is a fictional poetic series and short story about events that never take place and about people that have never existed. Any representation of an actual event or person is purely coincidental in nature.)
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My lovely

“Bad man from India”
“Stalker from India”
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There is something I need to confess:
I have learned quite a bit from Old Wes.
So enjoy each next verse,
some are better, some worse,
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A pest annoyed me today,
He emailed me night and day,
He asked if I were single,
and asked, how do you do?
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I love the wildcats
I love their wild bedroom combats
The truth is I am a love rat
I like to talk the sweet love chat
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The moon stalker surges
with twice daily urges
creeps from the deep
watch his spring not the neap
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A mellower light doth Sol afford,
His meridian glare has pass'd
And the trees on the broad and sloping sward
Their length'ning shadows cast
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...Got my stalker back, YEP, its true...
...Under a new and fancy pen name...-
...He thinks that hes ' cute and clever'
...And that he'll get no blame;
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‘…You have lion's eyes…
You have a glow…'

I have found the dwelling of my spirit:
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The sweet darkness falls
And the night touches my skin
I feel her comin
I know it’s god willin
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Headlouse dance as agile ballerinas across a small childs skull
And believe the truth as im only good at that
I havent seen one for a while
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The concept of justice is pretty important in the Bible,
so I assume there are gradations of punishment in
Hades. Like, if you engaged in relatively minor sins
like cheating on your income taxes, then maybe you’ll
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On the full moon night that was…
...Dark, misty
Menacing shadows and clouds
Were playing games,
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We decided to take a walk.
If the moon and stars still existed,
they were hidden behind clouds.
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Mary had a little lamb,
Its fleece was white as snow.
And everywhere that Mary went,
The lamb was sure to go...
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Today was really hard. I felt like my mind was slipping.
I sent an sms
I tried to unsend it
I tried to take it back
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Death is like my stalker it always comes and goes,
Never stopping to think if I'm a friend or foe
Waiting for the time when bodies hit the floor
The time when ashes fall through an open door
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The opalescent mists of dawn
within their luminosity.
Conceal a roe deer and her fawn
from idle curiosity.
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a glimpse
the half opened door
some would say
a half closed door
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I sit behind the scene hoping that you'd see me
I walk behind you following still hoping you'd look my way
You walk by every day not noticing me
But just that can make me happy for the whole day
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The face comes again to me;
Serene, sacred granite, cracked and cragged,
Of unforgiving beauty, wrapped in humorless mist,
Highlighted by a heavenly, combed beam
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(he shouts about politics, while we have here about poetry)

....he read that
mine poetry about this poverty
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We could have been best friends
We could have been enemies
We could have raced across the world
We could have got into a fight every day
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I thought I was perfect the way I am
But there’s something about me that I can’t stand
I’m greedy, jealous, and easily miss leaded
Thinking everything she has is what I needed
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I look around my skin is cold
I think about the stories told
No air to breathe no moon is bright
The stars around have somehow died
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it takes just one person to hurt you
but it also take one person to change you and love you
i have found the one
he is always by my side
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A week or so ago
I walked by my self to the store.
Having just turned ten I was proud of my
new found independence.
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I am a chimp and like to chomp
Stuff like a champ and not a chump,
At Lincoln Park Zoo where I romp.
Treat times are when I rev my rump
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Autumn born and autumn led
Autumn named, maybe autumn wed
For who knows what the wind will blow around your knees
Or what will fall
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Dagger in your hand, fire in every words,

Hit by your fist or hit by your words,
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Any woman is attractive
For a man well past sixty.
Not able to be a lover,
He ends up being a stalker.
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You low down rotten s.o.b.
Is there nothing that you won't do to make me miserable?
Now that I've let you go
Now that our affair is over
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In order that shoppers would not misinterpret it’s meaning...the folks at Hallmark say,
They rewrote the line form Deck the Halls so that the apparel is no longer gay.
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I am starting to think that I have a stalker. That has an obsession and does it with the utmost passion. Ruthless and cruel would be a understatement.

It whispers to those I hold dearest, whispering sweet nothing creating an illusion while it sucks the life out of him, out of us. Before we know it screeches so loud that everything starts to bleed. We are no longer blind to it nor deaf to it. It smiles, with razor sharp teeth. Confident it strolls about knowing that its winning once again, savoring every tear, every pain. 'He is mine' it pronounces. As if the doctor heard him, he says: 'I'm sorry there is nothing we can do'. It starts to laugh loudly.
Cancer is its name and Evil is its game.
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You know in perfection,
the movements,
the actions,
of things in existence;
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Silently, stealthily he winds his way,
Utilising the dark recesses,
Creeping up on unsuspecting prey
Made helpless in his deadly caresses.
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My 6th at 60, I'm as amazed as the rest!

The first at 18, so young and in lust,
the baby was lost, things were never the same.
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Wandering on roads unknown
Had never been so fun
Now being high on whiskey
Looking around for things too risky
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Jack the Ripper
cripple to mame
killers
Hall of Fame.
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Youth ran away toward the front,
as death pursued from the rear

Catching me inside the paradoxical
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One who sleeps
with dreams unwed
—can never divorce the beast
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Jumping all over the Durham idiocy about spying on the holy tower
and the WH has shown the ludicrous nature of the stalker of Hunter.
This ex-Connecticut US Attorney should be disbarred at this hour
with slimy Barr for the Burisma Scam and their other absurd blunders.
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We're shape-shifting, my roommates and I. Transitioning mentally from freshmen and sophomores (nobodies) into juniors (somebodies) . We've been around, we're not the new kids anymore. We're being seen and appreciated. It's a mindbang.

There was a coolike girl, Kathleen, who was a senior when I was a freshman. I had a mad, mad envy-crush on her. She was everything I wanted to be when I was scared and unsure about things. Kathleen was perfect., an example of success that, like a fulcrum, lifted our confidence.
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If I have a favorite thing to do
It's sleeping, while I dream of you
I'm not the crazy stalker kind
I just like seeing your behind
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You came across as someone new
When You met me, and I met you
I didn't know you were a stalker
I thought you were a random walker
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Best I see no more of you
It turns me on and makes me blue
You won't allow me close to you
Whatever am I going to do?
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The shining stars smiles at us
with their eternal wisdom
shimmering in delight
their secrets remain hidden
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A glass of beer
Steadies my frayed nerves
Which succeed in annoying my dear
Lady who can't stand the sight of alcohol on her shelves.
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Mr 'shut up back up or I'll arrest you to' cop

is a disease recruitment ad for next influx
application generation of psycho cops filling
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undesired pain past lives
are best left lost in new places
no trigger stalker memories
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inky cloudy predation waters
mask devious hunter designs
aid hungry stalker predators
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paparazzi stalker hunters ego pride themselves
upon paid for shock kills photo mounts cash payouts
tracking high-profile people embarassment snaps
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predators or admirers
may watch your every move
lurking in silent shadows
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I no longer feel the urge to talk, ....

I sit thee glumly, glare and gawk, ....
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There once existed a place
Where the night air
Whispered fears and I
Wandered still amongst
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Cowards do it to you and you do it to.
Look through the window thats tightly closed.
Well I, if you will confess to it what it is that you do.
Why does the woman never get caught.
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She said, I am a terrible stalker.
She said, I just hide behind the bushes,
then jump out make a lot of noise, and run away..
I never stalked before, she said,
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I saw her searching
on the internet for
hours last night
for a new victim..
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Go ahead: 'Stalk Me'
Some of my mail can't be any more
depressing than it already is.
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The pain volts across

Spiral jolts
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18.English Poems,2017

1.Baby Boomer Blues
My teeth fall out like Autumn apples
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I have seen hate twisting lives with its warped witchery
I have seen beggars, like fallen angels, hunched on the street
I have seen clouds transformed into juggernauts cruising the sky
I have seen minds lit up with knowledge, transmitting light
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Two Letters of Thanks(Wheat Field with Crows: Van Gogh)

Dear Wood,
I want to thank you for saving my sanity
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If I chucked the bucket hat for a fascinator,
Would the sun splat out like a cadmium yellow bomb?

If I shaved my head to the bone like a Buddhist nun
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Dennis Nilsen, serial killer
Dennis Nilsen, necrophile
Murdered twelve men…maybe more
Filled the police court's murder file
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1.House in Affleck Street

The house like an eaglet sits in its stone eyrie
A cloud on its head, a magpie in each ear.
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1. Scottish Apocalypse

A frightened Edinburgh Bagpipe will suddenly fart
Ten ptarmigans on Ben MacDhui will moult
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1.Pink Elephant Blues
I'm the pink elephant in the alki ward
I'm the jumbo that hoovers up gin
It's a British disease from the Empire Days
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Chacun à Son Goût / Fitiver Floats yer Boat: Pamphlet no 171

Listen: Banff is speaking
The sea is whispering its usual drolleries
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The Wildcat/ Cat-fiadhaich
Fierce of fang, she hisses, sharp of claw
Rarer than Bengal tiger, see her creep.
She is a huntress, true to nature's law
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Cyber stalker
Preys on the web
From a call center
Bored and drab
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The aging stalker had the nerve to create
A bogus account to give vent to his hate.
That control freak who dictates his views
Dementia is the reason, that's old news.
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depression is creep quiet
serial killer stalker
truly an insidious affliction
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depression silent insipid stalker
scourge preys upon virile rocker
to glee of Satan humanity mocker
holds entire world in vice sin locker
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read the bitter drab critic
spewing forth acid words
ridicule contempt condemnation
poured contemptuously out upon
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don't touch
soul that star throbs stalker
past hearings' ear
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if you would write about politics
religion the world in graphic highlights
beware power perturbed consequences
writing about sly world religion politics
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when
possible
it is good
to make
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stalker faded
after no replies
to all insults
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Sarah Palin prime presidential material stated
people’s hero Julian Assange is a terrorist! Then
imposed Presidential sentence to be carried out.
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