Dystopian Seeking Honest Critique Poems
#dystopian
NANCY_RDZ_STORIES
Poem Published
5th Sep 2024 8:21am
5th Sep 2024 8:21am
A TINY TRAVEL
Riding on an insect cause I'm tiny Mrs May
A black ant as sugar rages it's hyper way
Passing through the woods I hear some voice say.....
I'm a better ride as I can fly you away
To my surprise, why it's a bumble bee
As I utter back, ok then please take me to see the raw honey...
The bee speaks as it flails and speeds its wings
As you wish, yet do you mind in the journey that I can sing?
A black ant as sugar rages it's hyper way
Passing through the woods I hear some voice say.....
I'm a better ride as I can fly you away
To my surprise, why it's a bumble bee
As I utter back, ok then please take me to see the raw honey...
The bee speaks as it flails and speeds its wings
As you wish, yet do you mind in the journey that I can sing?
#dystopian
#fate
#luck
218 reads
4 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
2nd Sep 2024 12:00pm
2nd Sep 2024 12:00pm
A Metallic Vision
Long long ago before I became a SCATTERBRAIN watching EVIL DEAD movies repeatedly, I was ACCUSED of VIOLENCE on HALLOWS EVE. The DIRTY ROTTEN IMBECILES (D.R.I.) who always needed an ATTITUDE ADJUSTMENT lived near the WATCHTOWER. They agreed with my METHOD OF DESTRUCTION (M.O.D.). We were SICK OF IT ALL, POSSESSED in bringing this faction down to their knees. A CORROSION OF CONFORMITY was happening in our towns and on our streets. If any DEFIANCE came their way, you were FORBIDDEN to enter their SACRED REICH. There needed to be LETHAL AGGRESSION. A FORCED ENTRY into their METAL CHURCH. We knew...
#dystopian
#music
#peace
#scifi
#war
112 reads
6 Comments
crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
31st Aug 2024 3:36am
31st Aug 2024 3:36am
view
you're a bastard loitering in the lobby of my soul
speaking a derelict language
a pornographic thought in confession
I will exorcise you, lewd vagrant
occult worshipers of disbelief,
the faithful pay you to stay and plague my existence
my womb is polluted by your hate slogans
despiser of womankind be gone
with an animalistic lure you wreak havoc
the noise is infected with your inflicted glory
turning in the energies masquerading as truth
you spew from the pulpits soulful larceny
offering the masses fairy stories...
speaking a derelict language
a pornographic thought in confession
I will exorcise you, lewd vagrant
occult worshipers of disbelief,
the faithful pay you to stay and plague my existence
my womb is polluted by your hate slogans
despiser of womankind be gone
with an animalistic lure you wreak havoc
the noise is infected with your inflicted glory
turning in the energies masquerading as truth
you spew from the pulpits soulful larceny
offering the masses fairy stories...
#aliens
#dystopian
103 reads
2 Comments
SonderNinja
BenjaminEC
BenjaminEC
Poem Published
25th Aug 2024 11:56pm
25th Aug 2024 11:56pm
The Doghouse
Disenchantment
down at the
doghouse,
passions cool
to curse & sense
perfect-
beyond the shadow
of a doubtful cur
familiar scent
of stranger air
teeth & splintered
chops down cold,
a red running
on the moonlight howling
wet work meals
that pop & please
or just the empty beds
of dust & dream
a mutt for all seasons,
I'm
outdoors,
you know....
disengagement
down at the
doghouse --
cooler...
down at the
doghouse,
passions cool
to curse & sense
perfect-
beyond the shadow
of a doubtful cur
familiar scent
of stranger air
teeth & splintered
chops down cold,
a red running
on the moonlight howling
wet work meals
that pop & please
or just the empty beds
of dust & dream
a mutt for all seasons,
I'm
outdoors,
you know....
disengagement
down at the
doghouse --
cooler...
#dystopian
#freedom
#FreeVerse #philosophical
#FreeVerse #philosophical
135 reads
2 Comments
BrokenHierophant
Poem Published
20th Aug 2024 1:22am
20th Aug 2024 1:22am
Bad End
#curse
#death
#dystopian
#sacrifice
#temptation
96 reads
0 Comments
SonderNinja
BenjaminEC
BenjaminEC
Poem Published
18th Aug 2024 10:14pm
18th Aug 2024 10:14pm
Kindhearted Man
A kindhearted man
studies evil all the time,
cooks through the books
for peculiar looks,
scrolls on angel wings
across the deathly dull
into a hand-cut lull,
suited to the bone
for special atonement:
speaks with a barrelhouse twang
to the twilit range -
sings for the choir
on a wire transfer -
-barbs & bribes
banalities proscribed
through polyvinyl
chloride pipes-
those underground
bullet.in bytes
of my blood pressure ...
studies evil all the time,
cooks through the books
for peculiar looks,
scrolls on angel wings
across the deathly dull
into a hand-cut lull,
suited to the bone
for special atonement:
speaks with a barrelhouse twang
to the twilit range -
sings for the choir
on a wire transfer -
-barbs & bribes
banalities proscribed
through polyvinyl
chloride pipes-
those underground
bullet.in bytes
of my blood pressure ...
#dystopian
#FreeVerse
227 reads
1 Comment
Duice
Poem Published
9th Aug 2024 4:22am
9th Aug 2024 4:22am
Truth Serum
How real can you be with a person
bullshit aside
Put these radical thoughts in your head like
fuck preconceived pride
Really real talking facts
not censored caring of perception
Be Offensive Speaking Truth
with no redacted reflection
The world’s full of dumb fucks
in howling applause like trained seals
Passionate mesmerized in stupidity
overzealous they can’t keep it real
Let alone common sense or critical thinking
to decipher deceptive holes in life
As if trapdoors in a world of unknowns
are labeled in black and...
bullshit aside
Put these radical thoughts in your head like
fuck preconceived pride
Really real talking facts
not censored caring of perception
Be Offensive Speaking Truth
with no redacted reflection
The world’s full of dumb fucks
in howling applause like trained seals
Passionate mesmerized in stupidity
overzealous they can’t keep it real
Let alone common sense or critical thinking
to decipher deceptive holes in life
As if trapdoors in a world of unknowns
are labeled in black and...
#dystopian
#hypocrisy
#anger
#CallToAction
#politics
337 reads
5 Comments
Just-Rob
Poem Published
28th Jun 2024 5:00pm
28th Jun 2024 5:00pm
Figure In The Distance
I see a figure in the distance and it draws me in
Feels like forever I've been walking in this desolate land
Her hair sways in the slight breeze that blows across the open wasteland
She motions for me to come to her and I feel like Ive been found
I fight through the exhaustion and quicken my pace
As I crest a hill I look up to see how much farther I have to go
There is no one around for miles and miles
I scan the horizon for some sign of life, something to move towards
Im alone again in this...
Feels like forever I've been walking in this desolate land
Her hair sways in the slight breeze that blows across the open wasteland
She motions for me to come to her and I feel like Ive been found
I fight through the exhaustion and quicken my pace
As I crest a hill I look up to see how much farther I have to go
There is no one around for miles and miles
I scan the horizon for some sign of life, something to move towards
Im alone again in this...
#dystopian
#FeelingLost
#hope #sun
#hope #sun
205 reads
3 Comments
poeticdelight
Hamid
Hamid
Poem Published
24th Jun 2024 3:48pm
24th Jun 2024 3:48pm
Summer Lost Memories
when summer comes, the day stretches his tail, sprawls wide, like being upon anatomy table .as my cat at home, lies napping in the shade, at the mercy of a burning heat, mercury boiling......not a fat mouse, nor a meat treat either could ever tempt him ,he likes to relax, flat on cool cement and sleep for hours, do not ever wake him up !!!
summer here, is synonym of fires, Blazes, Inferno, and Dante was so lucky enough to live away, just in history books, not on my concrete land. or else he would undoubtedly disclaim his Devine Comedy..
summer here is a crazy...
summer here, is synonym of fires, Blazes, Inferno, and Dante was so lucky enough to live away, just in history books, not on my concrete land. or else he would undoubtedly disclaim his Devine Comedy..
summer here is a crazy...
#dystopian
#fate
#summer
117 reads
0 Comments
Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
24th Jun 2024 4:17am
24th Jun 2024 4:17am
A DREAM DEFER
Have you ever had a dream defer, while you sleep peacefully in a deep, state of mind drifting away with no sense of real time. Have you ever had a premonition, that you have been there before, yet you can't remember when you were there in real time. Have you ever been lost in thoughts and lose your chain of your own thoughts 🤔 Have you ever seen thyself, not knowing how you got where you, are in that moment of time. YET When you open your eyes 👁️👁️ and realize, that your mind and body is no longer, belongs to you 🤔 YET it feels weird like a outer...
#dialogue
#dystopian
#metaphor
#philosophical
#StreamOfConsciousness
161 reads
0 Comments
SonderNinja
BenjaminEC
BenjaminEC
Poem Published
23rd May 2024 8:20am
23rd May 2024 8:20am
Redline
A spark on the ice-
a new day sun
abandoned plaza
scenting phrase:
a chariot lights
the fox & runs
a hilt of moon
through the Eyes
In The Sky
haunting the hills
with a daggered jaunt-
a green despair in blackest blue
stewed in some hope cum bile
burst of stench
from a shaded doorway
honking:
pork, crawl,
dine:
pismire pig line
titillates
treacherous
thistledown t.rust
on nightmare steeds ...
a new day sun
abandoned plaza
scenting phrase:
a chariot lights
the fox & runs
a hilt of moon
through the Eyes
In The Sky
haunting the hills
with a daggered jaunt-
a green despair in blackest blue
stewed in some hope cum bile
burst of stench
from a shaded doorway
honking:
pork, crawl,
dine:
pismire pig line
titillates
treacherous
thistledown t.rust
on nightmare steeds ...
#FreeVerse
#dystopian
291 reads
3 Comments
SonderNinja
BenjaminEC
BenjaminEC
Poem Published
23rd May 2024 8:12am
23rd May 2024 8:12am
Blueblood
wake~
Voices in my head-
the tones in my bones,
a cut on my operating hand
or a lash of sweat in the eye;
a way with boring word-clinics,
oohing & aahing
to grilled meat & spilled milk,
chickens fried
the path walked
to spade & use
my tools for recompense...
all that nancy shit we do...
mostly talk & balk...
it's not like it was
back when a few hours
was a few hours
& not nine fucking minutes,
when it was more or less
sex &...
Voices in my head-
the tones in my bones,
a cut on my operating hand
or a lash of sweat in the eye;
a way with boring word-clinics,
oohing & aahing
to grilled meat & spilled milk,
chickens fried
the path walked
to spade & use
my tools for recompense...
all that nancy shit we do...
mostly talk & balk...
it's not like it was
back when a few hours
was a few hours
& not nine fucking minutes,
when it was more or less
sex &...
#FreeVerse
#dystopian
205 reads
0 Comments
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