Long Dystopian Poems
#dystopian
Winter Coffee Love
Winter Coffee Love
Her luster is that of a mother of pearl but her eyes are dark as the Black Madonna painting in a Polish monastery of his wife who waits on a night when the air is heavy with coffee.
“This commissary is solely for coffee and pastries. We don’t serve square meals. But wait until I get off duty and I’ll whip you up a dinner fit for a king.”
“For a moment I forgot where I was. Even though you are my wife here I am your patron to be treated as such.”
“Well, part of my job description is to check the patrons for...
Her luster is that of a mother of pearl but her eyes are dark as the Black Madonna painting in a Polish monastery of his wife who waits on a night when the air is heavy with coffee.
“This commissary is solely for coffee and pastries. We don’t serve square meals. But wait until I get off duty and I’ll whip you up a dinner fit for a king.”
“For a moment I forgot where I was. Even though you are my wife here I am your patron to be treated as such.”
“Well, part of my job description is to check the patrons for...
#wife
#marriage
#coffee
#sensual
#dystopian
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another sleepless night
the devil you know
walks in your shadow,
sounds
bells and whistles,
throws ticker tape
parades for the
bemused and the
dammed,
inflicts rattlesnake
bites on the face
of Venus
and breaks the
heater in my
car,
but I'm too tired
to write about that
now.
the arms of alarm
clocks move like
small, subtle
assassins in
the boney
night
and i...
walks in your shadow,
sounds
bells and whistles,
throws ticker tape
parades for the
bemused and the
dammed,
inflicts rattlesnake
bites on the face
of Venus
and breaks the
heater in my
car,
but I'm too tired
to write about that
now.
the arms of alarm
clocks move like
small, subtle
assassins in
the boney
night
and i...
#dystopian
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Monsters: Ep. 3 Hannibal's Omnibus
Lights out..
Ring the bells..
Everyone should go to bed..
Lights out..
Set the alarms..
Call on every inmate..
Those rowdy, noisy neighbors won't let me in deep Mordor I rest..
Every night in my dreams..
You keep calling..
Oh!..
Please read me, I am your only Omnibus..
My Master!..
Please read me, I am your only Omnibus..
I heard you screaming..
My commander!..
From the far side of this Wall.....
Ring the bells..
Everyone should go to bed..
Lights out..
Set the alarms..
Call on every inmate..
Those rowdy, noisy neighbors won't let me in deep Mordor I rest..
Every night in my dreams..
You keep calling..
Oh!..
Please read me, I am your only Omnibus..
My Master!..
Please read me, I am your only Omnibus..
I heard you screaming..
My commander!..
From the far side of this Wall.....
#nightmares
#dystopian
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At The Mall With Blind Joe Death and dada
A nearly non-descript fellow in a gray flannel suit is on the down steps of the
blessed escalator in a mall near you.
The only odd thing about him his head, which is wrapped in dirty, stained white linen. Meet Blind Joe Death.
He's followed by another fellow even more non-descript than he, so why
bother to attempt to describe him. suffice to say he's in "human" in
form, as is the other guy.
The first "other guy" likes his name of "Blind joe
Death". Everybody thinks they "know" him, And that's okay withol' B.J.
...
blessed escalator in a mall near you.
The only odd thing about him his head, which is wrapped in dirty, stained white linen. Meet Blind Joe Death.
He's followed by another fellow even more non-descript than he, so why
bother to attempt to describe him. suffice to say he's in "human" in
form, as is the other guy.
The first "other guy" likes his name of "Blind joe
Death". Everybody thinks they "know" him, And that's okay withol' B.J.
...
#fate
#ghosts
#dialogue
#dystopian
#manipulation
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Sensational mess up!
#dystopian
#curse
#nightmares
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“Dystopian Nightmare” ... A Poem written by Big Virge 30/9/2020
It Seems That ...
Folks SHOULD PREPARE ... !!!
For This Phrase I Now Share ...
That Clearly Will SCARE ... !!!
For Heads Now Aware ...
That The World ...
May Be Heading ...
Into A NIGHTMARE ...
DYSTOPIAN ... YEAH ... !!!
... TOTALITARIAN ... !!!
WITHOUT A Barbarian ... !!!
Willing To FIGHT ...
For Basic Human Rights ... !!!
NO Conans’ In Sight ...
In The Daytime Or Night ... !!!
Because of A ... VIRUS ... !!!
That’s KILLING In Silence ..................
NO...
Folks SHOULD PREPARE ... !!!
For This Phrase I Now Share ...
That Clearly Will SCARE ... !!!
For Heads Now Aware ...
That The World ...
May Be Heading ...
Into A NIGHTMARE ...
DYSTOPIAN ... YEAH ... !!!
... TOTALITARIAN ... !!!
WITHOUT A Barbarian ... !!!
Willing To FIGHT ...
For Basic Human Rights ... !!!
NO Conans’ In Sight ...
In The Daytime Or Night ... !!!
Because of A ... VIRUS ... !!!
That’s KILLING In Silence ..................
NO...
#technology
#politics
#humankind
#dystopian
#pandemic
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Dystopian Hotdog , Doomsday Rant
Food.
Well sustained'.
Life giving nutria.
(nature)
nurturing
(naturing).
taken for granted here
in the fat, prissy sub'urps.
Imagine unavoidable famine.
Such are things possible to come.
Stealing crusts. Stealing any edible found
in our nuked countryside(s). The after-math.
Perhaps the ultimate Aftermath.
No body left to be...
Well sustained'.
Life giving nutria.
(nature)
nurturing
(naturing).
taken for granted here
in the fat, prissy sub'urps.
Imagine unavoidable famine.
Such are things possible to come.
Stealing crusts. Stealing any edible found
in our nuked countryside(s). The after-math.
Perhaps the ultimate Aftermath.
No body left to be...
#death
#hell
#apocalypse
#morality
#dystopian
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My Undiminishing Red~ Star Vermilion of a Vacant Lockddown Earth’s Midsky Nights.. You Are
infra~reddened~ incandescence
of a thousand~petallous fuelled
heaven crop of Passiflora incarnata
hitblooming in the inky~night’s
lengthening wavelengths
y o u are
my marathonic burning, ancient
pillared lighthouse soul~eyes, in
the garlanding strings of marigolden
vermilion over our earthen entrance
sprinkled in drizzly pre~summery
welcome showers with still cravingly
unfading petrichoric birthing breaths
of a ravenously fantasized raw~
Mangifera sweetsourly
electrifying crises
...
of a thousand~petallous fuelled
heaven crop of Passiflora incarnata
hitblooming in the inky~night’s
lengthening wavelengths
y o u are
my marathonic burning, ancient
pillared lighthouse soul~eyes, in
the garlanding strings of marigolden
vermilion over our earthen entrance
sprinkled in drizzly pre~summery
welcome showers with still cravingly
unfading petrichoric birthing breaths
of a ravenously fantasized raw~
Mangifera sweetsourly
electrifying crises
...
#love
#universe
#faith
#magic
#dystopian
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Looking for the Sun
This is a story of the fight for survival. The fight to find light.
The cold frigid air was making it hard to breathe. I hadn't found any place where it was warm for a while now. Ever since the sun went out, the world has been in chaos. My mother told me that she loved me right before she was shot. People were desperate for food and killed each other over it. My mother was the unlucky soul who tried to protect her child and died because of it. Imagine your mother on her knees in front of you, a gun in her face, and you can't do anything to help her. She died in front of me and I...
The cold frigid air was making it hard to breathe. I hadn't found any place where it was warm for a while now. Ever since the sun went out, the world has been in chaos. My mother told me that she loved me right before she was shot. People were desperate for food and killed each other over it. My mother was the unlucky soul who tried to protect her child and died because of it. Imagine your mother on her knees in front of you, a gun in her face, and you can't do anything to help her. She died in front of me and I...
#sadness
#snow
#despair
#nightmares
#dystopian
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College Girl Discovers Herself
College Girl Discovers Herself
The priestess says, “Rowena, you are eighteen but have yet to do more than kiss a man. There are enough difficult choices for you at your age, such as what field of study to engage in. Sexual ambiguity just adds to your struggle. But fear not. We have a way to ease your passage into a well defined and clear orientation. Whichever path feels truest we will encourage you to pursue it with all your heart.”
“Well, I kissed a man on the lips and our tongues touched long enough for me to taste the juice from the tamarind he’d just...
The priestess says, “Rowena, you are eighteen but have yet to do more than kiss a man. There are enough difficult choices for you at your age, such as what field of study to engage in. Sexual ambiguity just adds to your struggle. But fear not. We have a way to ease your passage into a well defined and clear orientation. Whichever path feels truest we will encourage you to pursue it with all your heart.”
“Well, I kissed a man on the lips and our tongues touched long enough for me to taste the juice from the tamarind he’d just...
#sex
#erotic
#FallingInLove
#dystopian
#bisexual
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dystopian nightmare
dystopian nightmare
so apposite
to opposites
of dreams i long to dream!
dialectical fanfare
a deficit
where counterfeits
create a new extreme
the apple they have eaten
by that old serpent beaten
can paradise be sweetened
when mankind goes east of eden?
...
so apposite
to opposites
of dreams i long to dream!
dialectical fanfare
a deficit
where counterfeits
create a new extreme
the apple they have eaten
by that old serpent beaten
can paradise be sweetened
when mankind goes east of eden?
...
#regret
#God
#redemption #dystopian
#redemption #dystopian
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Welcome to New Dystopia ! ~ If You Lived Here, You'd Be Home Now ~
Joker?
yes, The Joker to you, silly boy.
Just an
other expired
carat c a r d
cluttering up the entrails,
s'far as you, (who? he? daresay me?)
are so concerned,
We be Over There fighting the war that rages
in- between better wars,
just making sure the war-whoop stays
crisp. (Gotta be Crisp, damn it!)
Just making Sure
(& sure it will surely be) ...
yes, The Joker to you, silly boy.
Just an
other expired
carat c a r d
cluttering up the entrails,
s'far as you, (who? he? daresay me?)
are so concerned,
We be Over There fighting the war that rages
in- between better wars,
just making sure the war-whoop stays
crisp. (Gotta be Crisp, damn it!)
Just making Sure
(& sure it will surely be) ...
#ghosts
#fairies
#aliens
#luck
#dystopian
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DU Poetry : Long Dystopian Poems