out there, a pantoum.out thereout there, a pantoum.41 minutes ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
They're out there we should meet them.
"But they might have a different idea of who I am."
I'm sure they won't mind.
"Why do you want to see them?"
Maybe they have a different idea of who I am.
"They probably aren't what they seem."
Why don't you want to see them?
"I don't want to know what they are."
They most likely aren't what they seem.
"What if they are?"
I want to know what they are.
"They won't be kind."
But what if they are?
"They're out there, you could meet them."
I won't be kind
"I'm sure they won't mind."
Like a Pile of SticksAt the nearest leftLike a Pile of Sticks2 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
behind the right winged
and centre squared men
will I see my death.
Their lark tongues will bring
surface to past sin.
from spacial knowing
breaks me limb from limb.
They only behead
birds after they sing
a single hymn.
They call it progress.
I call it playing
forgive then forget.
To the Children After the Boom.In the years before I was born,To the Children After the Boom.7 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
life made more sense.
Now our fathers begin to mourn
and drink their days away in scorn.
After their children's lives commence
they'll gamble all that they once had
and only think in present tense.
They'll drive us mad
at what expense?
Poetry: 'Like Death and Taxes'As each week ends, we trade five days for two,Poetry: 'Like Death and Taxes'10 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Five days spent meandering through the grey
like trudging through thick mud, our limbs drag on
As we struggle hard not to lapse behind
the ceaseless march of the conglomerate
to which we all fall in line and accept
As each week starts, we awake in our thousands,
all simultaneously possessing
the same burning, seething ache for elsewhere,
somewhere, anywhere else but where we are.
For some, it is an ever exhausting climb
to some peak of fleeting comfort or joy.
But for those with no discernable end?
It’s an endlessly labouring trek
into an ever-retreating horizon.
They say all good things will come in good time,
but where in time is there ‘good’ to be found?
Time is a slow, malicious entity,
Cruel how it lags during moments of pain,
only to accelerate when we are joyous
as though in jealousy it seeks to snatch
the happiness for which we toiled so long.
There is no one truly content in life,
and this is a bl
Poetry: 'Envy'Malice and venom drown my swollen heart,Poetry: 'Envy'10 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
made scarred and tumorous from envy’s flame.
The poisonous fire forms a vital part
of a lethal instinct I can’t reclaim.
Born of passion, it is a lover’s shame,
Far more vicious than any holy war;
countless lives have been taken in its name.
A sinful wound that festers in my core,
hissing words of spite I cannot ignore.
Words that are spat, like acid from my lips,
Against both friend and rival, and yet the more
my jealousy smoulders, the more I grieve,
as though in vengeance, there is no reprieve.
Poetry: 'Rats'In dank, dim bars they swarm like sewer rats,Poetry: 'Rats'10 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Bedraggled and desperate in the dark.
Necking bottled desolation in vats,
Each and every hopeless soul bears the mark,
of apathy’s lethargic touch, cold kiss.
They gather like a horde of the Undead,
Each one infected with ignorant bliss,
Unaware their freedom hangs by a thread.
They know not the power they could possess,
How much influence this swarm could exert,
How they could, in revolution, progress,
But in dispassion, they remain inert.
They never thought how rats could overthrow kings,
And thus by choice remain in darkened dwellings.
CII RaedchenWie vom Zahnrad im GetriebeCII Raedchen4 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Wird Funktion von dir erwartet.
Bricht ein Zahn, dann setzt es Hiebe,
Gehörst zum Schrott: du bist entartet.
Genug stehen zum Ersatz bereit
Was aus dir wird? ist piepegal!
"Eigenverantwortung" wer auf der Strecke bleibt
Und alles von vorn ein weiteres mal.
Nur die aus Platin, ganz ganz oben
Dreh'n sich in Sicherheit ein Leben lang.
Posten und Pöstchen werden verschoben
Mit Beziehungen geht alles seinen Gang.
Funktionier, denn du weißt es genau-
Was sonst aus dir wird interessiert keine Sau.
The Return of InhibitionInhibitions warm embrace covers me,The Return of Inhibition4 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Protects me from the coldness of the open world outside.
Allows a veil to cover my head
Hiding my features,
Hiding my fears
For only i need to know them.
Myself and my God.
ImeldaImelda5 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Little girl with baby dolls and rainbow colored ponies.
Mommy, daddy, puppy dogs make sure she's never lonely.
Candy canes and lollipops and sugar-coated treats.
Living in a wealthy land has made her life so sweet.
...and then there's Imelda
Little boy with GI Joe's and Lego's from the store.
Small town life with little league keeps him from being bored.
Chocolate cake and ice cream too and friends to come and play.
Life for him means living free, here in the USA.
...and then there's Imelda
Living in a poorer land, she never has enough.
What she needs is food and drink, forget that other stuff!
Sanitation, clothes to wear, and education too.
Never feeling happiness, forever feeling blue.
...pray for Imelda
Gaze into those dark brown eyes and tell her you don't care.
Look at her, she's begging you with pleading, hungry stares!
Suffer all the precious ones who never get the chance,
to live life as it's meant to be, a joyful happy dance.
Change: Our IllusionIron clad followersChange: Our Illusion5 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Chemical licked sorrows
Freedom is sure death
Only inauspicious tomorrows
True Passion within Hate
Malice curled within expression
Once power is the taste
Will it truly cause obsession
Corrupted and Septic souls
Old and New tyranny
Duplicate with blood and lies
Well isn’t that irony?
I wish I could apologizeI wish I could change the pastI wish I could apologize5 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Right all that I've done wrong
But innocence will never last
And friendship doesn't last for long
I have friends I wish I would have kept
But I couldn't look past what idiots they became
Yet for years I've tossed and turned, I haven't slept
Just goes to show that no one stays the same
Still if I could change the things I did, the things I said
Sometimes my heart doesn't agree with my head
Oh if only I could...
Still I cannot change what I thought back then
Nor am I disagreeing with it now
I am not pure but even I can't look past some sin
Nor to it will I bow
I have a temper of fire
And a tongue to match
To say I'm sorry is all I desire
But once again I cannot change the past
BadBad:Bad1 week ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Discrepancies with nightmares awake me from corners,
belligerent, atrocious, demanding.
They bargain my sanity down in ventricle's abyss,
begging, asking, desperate.
Small collarbone wings, mangled by first frost,
benign, amity, disabled.
They never could sway the night's requests,
benevolent, apathetic, deadly.
Who are YOU !It looks like like, You are worst than the rest,Who are YOU !1 week ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
but You have to get just a one thing into your head,
You are here the the only one, The only one for You the best,
And You were born as leader so here comes you time to lead !
Those bastards screaming to Your ear,
The only thing what they can do is wake up Your fear,
So just ignore them like You know the best,
That is the thing in which You are better than the rest.
Now You know how it look like, being the best,
Just being better than the rest.
Here You come where other just watchin',
So show us how You can commandin'!
Swear us, you will never back down, never stop, never pause,
Swear us, You will never sacrifice our cause.
This is Your way, this is your life, don't let them take it,
This is Your day, Look in the mirror, thats all You need to make it !
Now You are standing on the top, leading us to victory,
Which was for us until now just a mystery,
We knew You were born to lead,
And We hope You will fight for us until your last breath !
Yeah, About That...You've got freedom of speech -Yeah, About That...2 weeks ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
as long as we agree with what you say.
And you've got freedom of religion -
as long as you worship our way.
And then there's universal suffrage -
now, that one's really cute.
You think your vote actually counts?
I got a better question for you:
Just how much
were your campaign contribution amounts?
Ah! Freedom of expression -
just as long as your expression is politically-correct.
And freedom of thought -
as long as your thoughts are what we'd expect.
Freedom of the press -
9-11 taught us that we can no longer let that one slide.
Freedom of non-conformity -
Hah! Not on your life!
Economic freedom -
such a beautiful lie.
Living the Western Dream:
Pie in the Sky when you die.
Freedom of travel -
right after you get your cojones groped.
Freedom of intellectual and artistic discovery -
good luck with that after you're anti-depressant or Ritalin-doped.
Freedom to embark on spiritual journeys
to find a better way -
No need to go to all that
What is it Good For?There is nothing in the world that I truly abhorWhat is it Good For?2 weeks ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Like the senseless exercise that is war
Makes misery rife
Is the best we can do really meekly asking “what is it good for”?
I mean I don’t wish to bore and procrastinate
But given its tendency to burn and devastate
And its constant repeat
Ensure eventual defeat
Why can’t we give up this senseless hate?
I don’t like the American bosses but don’t hate the Yanks
Especially not the poor sods marching in the ranks
Nor do I hate the French
Or the heirs of the Ubermensch
Nor do I hate Ivan and Artyom crammed into Russian Tanks
I don’t hate anyone not even the sons of the Shah
In fact I think peace with them would go real far
Better than a mention
Of Geneva Convention
I look forward to the day when we all can give a hearty Yee-Hah!
I know I’m usually in the extreme minority
On issues of beliefs, politics and sexuality
But I’m surely not
The only one to give a jot