Dystopian Published by Members Recently Online Poems
#dystopian
If I Were An African King
If I were an African King,
The Malika's of my dreams.
Wearing dresses, with princess seams.
Deprived not, of a lavish thing.
If I were an African King.
Mwezi lit nights, with flesh that screams.
Thirts that flow, as The Lopori streams.
With all the spark my upanga can bring.
If I were an African King.
Smiles that shine, like The Namib beams.
Their trees "give on" as the tongue reams.
Upon their lips, my name that they'd sing.
If I were an African King
The Malika's of my dreams.
Wearing dresses, with princess seams.
Deprived not, of a lavish thing.
If I were an African King.
Mwezi lit nights, with flesh that screams.
Thirts that flow, as The Lopori streams.
With all the spark my upanga can bring.
If I were an African King.
Smiles that shine, like The Namib beams.
Their trees "give on" as the tongue reams.
Upon their lips, my name that they'd sing.
If I were an African King
#culture
#dystopian
#freedom
#identity
#masculinity
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Rhythm O (Marina Abramovic)
Rhythm O was a 6 hour work of performance art by Serbian artist Marina Abramovic in Studio Morra, Naples in 1974. The work involved Abramovic standing still while the audience was invited to do whatever they wished, using one of 72 objects she had placed on a table. These items included a rose, feather, perfume, honey, bread, grapes, wine, scissors, a scalpel, nails, a metal bar, and a gun loaded with one bullet.
I was challenged to do a poem about Marina Abramovic. To honor this amazing woman I am going to perform her Rhythm O here on DPU. The rules of this post are listed below,...
I was challenged to do a poem about Marina Abramovic. To honor this amazing woman I am going to perform her Rhythm O here on DPU. The rules of this post are listed below,...
#motivational
#CallToAction
#admiration
#collaboration
#dystopian
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Rhythm O (Marina Abramovic)
Rhythm O was a 6 hour work of performance art by Serbian artist Marina Abramovic in Studio Morra, Naples in 1974. The work involved Abramovic standing still while the audience was invited to do whatever they wished, using one of 72 objects she had placed on a table. These items included a rose, feather, perfume, honey, bread, grapes, wine, scissors, a scalpel, nails, a metal bar, and a gun loaded with one bullet.
I was challenged to do a poem about Marina Abramovic. To honor this amazing woman I am going to perform her Rhythm O here on DPU. The rules of this post are listed below,...
I was challenged to do a poem about Marina Abramovic. To honor this amazing woman I am going to perform her Rhythm O here on DPU. The rules of this post are listed below,...
#motivational
#CallToAction
#admiration
#collaboration
#dystopian
643 reads
4 Comments
Rhythm O (Marina Abramovic)
Rhythm O was a 6 hour work of performance art by Serbian artist Marina Abramovic in Studio Morra, Naples in 1974. The work involved Abramovic standing still while the audience was invited to do whatever they wished, using one of 72 objects she had placed on a table. These items included a rose, feather, perfume, honey, bread, grapes, wine, scissors, a scalpel, nails, a metal bar, and a gun loaded with one bullet.
I was challenged to do a poem about Marina Abramovic. To honor this amazing woman I am going to perform her Rhythm O here on DPU. The rules of this post are listed below,...
I was challenged to do a poem about Marina Abramovic. To honor this amazing woman I am going to perform her Rhythm O here on DPU. The rules of this post are listed below,...
#motivational
#CallToAction
#admiration
#collaboration
#dystopian
643 reads
4 Comments
Rhythm O (Marina Abramovic)
Rhythm O was a 6 hour work of performance art by Serbian artist Marina Abramovic in Studio Morra, Naples in 1974. The work involved Abramovic standing still while the audience was invited to do whatever they wished, using one of 72 objects she had placed on a table. These items included a rose, feather, perfume, honey, bread, grapes, wine, scissors, a scalpel, nails, a metal bar, and a gun loaded with one bullet.
I was challenged to do a poem about Marina Abramovic. To honor this amazing woman I am going to perform her Rhythm O here on DPU. The rules of this post are listed below,...
I was challenged to do a poem about Marina Abramovic. To honor this amazing woman I am going to perform her Rhythm O here on DPU. The rules of this post are listed below,...
#motivational
#CallToAction
#admiration
#collaboration
#dystopian
643 reads
4 Comments
Rhythm O (Marina Abramovic)
Rhythm O was a 6 hour work of performance art by Serbian artist Marina Abramovic in Studio Morra, Naples in 1974. The work involved Abramovic standing still while the audience was invited to do whatever they wished, using one of 72 objects she had placed on a table. These items included a rose, feather, perfume, honey, bread, grapes, wine, scissors, a scalpel, nails, a metal bar, and a gun loaded with one bullet.
I was challenged to do a poem about Marina Abramovic. To honor this amazing woman I am going to perform her Rhythm O here on DPU. The rules of this post are listed below,...
I was challenged to do a poem about Marina Abramovic. To honor this amazing woman I am going to perform her Rhythm O here on DPU. The rules of this post are listed below,...
#motivational
#CallToAction
#admiration
#collaboration
#dystopian
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Desolation
A wanderer in a dystopian world
where hopes are shadows in fading light
where desolation sings in harmony with despair
the sojourner may see
the once bright sun shines wanly
it's hues won't chase gloom away
it's heat doesn't warm the heart
skyscrapers stand dark against the silver sky
sentinels of sorrowful desolation
testaments of broken dreams
symbols of man's unbridled greed
man has buried nature in their concrete
suffocating Her and rendering her barren
lush forests where the animals roam are gone ...
where hopes are shadows in fading light
where desolation sings in harmony with despair
the sojourner may see
the once bright sun shines wanly
it's hues won't chase gloom away
it's heat doesn't warm the heart
skyscrapers stand dark against the silver sky
sentinels of sorrowful desolation
testaments of broken dreams
symbols of man's unbridled greed
man has buried nature in their concrete
suffocating Her and rendering her barren
lush forests where the animals roam are gone ...
#nature
#dystopian
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Desolation
A wanderer in a dystopian world
where hopes are shadows in fading light
where desolation sings in harmony with despair
the sojourner may see
the once bright sun shines wanly
it's hues won't chase gloom away
it's heat doesn't warm the heart
skyscrapers stand dark against the silver sky
sentinels of sorrowful desolation
testaments of broken dreams
symbols of man's unbridled greed
man has buried nature in their concrete
suffocating Her and rendering her barren
lush forests where the animals roam are gone ...
where hopes are shadows in fading light
where desolation sings in harmony with despair
the sojourner may see
the once bright sun shines wanly
it's hues won't chase gloom away
it's heat doesn't warm the heart
skyscrapers stand dark against the silver sky
sentinels of sorrowful desolation
testaments of broken dreams
symbols of man's unbridled greed
man has buried nature in their concrete
suffocating Her and rendering her barren
lush forests where the animals roam are gone ...
#nature
#dystopian
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Mind Games
They ply their trade on social sites
hidden within dim electrons,
neurons fire it feels great might
this mind-raper this thrill bringing troll.
It'll batten on some poor sweet thing
its leeching tendencies reversed
instead of sucking it'll blow foul gas
inside, till they beg for... the worst.
We'll stutters and stammers our no's
but it slides inside it knows no bounds
it ejaculates our needs this way so,
eyes and ears to brain then, through our mouths.
No prophylactics can...
hidden within dim electrons,
neurons fire it feels great might
this mind-raper this thrill bringing troll.
It'll batten on some poor sweet thing
its leeching tendencies reversed
instead of sucking it'll blow foul gas
inside, till they beg for... the worst.
We'll stutters and stammers our no's
but it slides inside it knows no bounds
it ejaculates our needs this way so,
eyes and ears to brain then, through our mouths.
No prophylactics can...
#addiction
#dystopian
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Mind Games
They ply their trade on social sites
hidden within dim electrons,
neurons fire it feels great might
this mind-raper this thrill bringing troll.
It'll batten on some poor sweet thing
its leeching tendencies reversed
instead of sucking it'll blow foul gas
inside, till they beg for... the worst.
We'll stutters and stammers our no's
but it slides inside it knows no bounds
it ejaculates our needs this way so,
eyes and ears to brain then, through our mouths.
No prophylactics can...
hidden within dim electrons,
neurons fire it feels great might
this mind-raper this thrill bringing troll.
It'll batten on some poor sweet thing
its leeching tendencies reversed
instead of sucking it'll blow foul gas
inside, till they beg for... the worst.
We'll stutters and stammers our no's
but it slides inside it knows no bounds
it ejaculates our needs this way so,
eyes and ears to brain then, through our mouths.
No prophylactics can...
#addiction
#dystopian
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Police Say (f**k the fear you’re peddling)
Police SAY (Fuck the fear that you peddle)
Breaking news live at five
This just in another shooting or robbery
Doesn’t matter where it was
Police SAY….
Gotta get it on blame it on you know who
Police SAY…
Feed the fear sorry grandma
It’s rating’s we’re shooting for
Police SAY
Ok what’s next enough of murder
How bout assault and battery
Police SAY
Or a robbery or hit and run
When are we going to get to positive
Feel good stories don’t boost the ratings...
Breaking news live at five
This just in another shooting or robbery
Doesn’t matter where it was
Police SAY….
Gotta get it on blame it on you know who
Police SAY…
Feed the fear sorry grandma
It’s rating’s we’re shooting for
Police SAY
Ok what’s next enough of murder
How bout assault and battery
Police SAY
Or a robbery or hit and run
When are we going to get to positive
Feel good stories don’t boost the ratings...
#dystopian
#fear
#hypocrisy #lies
#hypocrisy #lies
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Police Say (f**k the fear you’re peddling)
Police SAY (Fuck the fear that you peddle)
Breaking news live at five
This just in another shooting or robbery
Doesn’t matter where it was
Police SAY….
Gotta get it on blame it on you know who
Police SAY…
Feed the fear sorry grandma
It’s rating’s we’re shooting for
Police SAY
Ok what’s next enough of murder
How bout assault and battery
Police SAY
Or a robbery or hit and run
When are we going to get to positive
Feel good stories don’t boost the ratings...
Breaking news live at five
This just in another shooting or robbery
Doesn’t matter where it was
Police SAY….
Gotta get it on blame it on you know who
Police SAY…
Feed the fear sorry grandma
It’s rating’s we’re shooting for
Police SAY
Ok what’s next enough of murder
How bout assault and battery
Police SAY
Or a robbery or hit and run
When are we going to get to positive
Feel good stories don’t boost the ratings...
#dystopian
#fear
#hypocrisy #lies
#hypocrisy #lies
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