Least Read Poems About Politics
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russell_snow
Poem Published
26th Apr 2023 1:58am
26th Apr 2023 1:58am
Does Anybody Dream a Comedy
I'm wakin' up again from a bad nightmare
and I don't think I can fall back asleep
even though it's late, I know I'll be okay
but I'm tired of the same old, same old, tragedy
does anybody dream a comedy
or am I the only one who never has?
is it odd I've never heard a laugh
or a piano playin' Alley Cat
so I'm wonderin' if anybody dreams in comedies
unlike me
the road is dry and boring on this long haul out to west Texas
and I'm itchin' for a break to catch some zzz's
not because I'm tired, no, the situation's...
and I don't think I can fall back asleep
even though it's late, I know I'll be okay
but I'm tired of the same old, same old, tragedy
does anybody dream a comedy
or am I the only one who never has?
is it odd I've never heard a laugh
or a piano playin' Alley Cat
so I'm wonderin' if anybody dreams in comedies
unlike me
the road is dry and boring on this long haul out to west Texas
and I'm itchin' for a break to catch some zzz's
not because I'm tired, no, the situation's...
#dreams
#politics
#lyrics #SelfReflection
#lyrics #SelfReflection
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1 Comment
OxyMoronicMe
G.L.
G.L.
Poem Published
18th Oct 2021 10:03pm
18th Oct 2021 10:03pm
POLL: THE PRODUCTION LINE
PROMOTION
Speech much like inciting a rebelion
words full of sanctimonius wrath
a form of disguise, substituting motivation
— hear yeah, the wisdom of the righteous
candidates selling themselves off
as the champion of your interest
SALES
The exercise of free choice in democracy
is much like a market of monopoly
where choices are limitted edition only
— vote yeah, the brand of oligarchs
greedy crocodiles who gave away money
In public coffers they profitted greatly
AFTER-SALES ...
Speech much like inciting a rebelion
words full of sanctimonius wrath
a form of disguise, substituting motivation
— hear yeah, the wisdom of the righteous
candidates selling themselves off
as the champion of your interest
SALES
The exercise of free choice in democracy
is much like a market of monopoly
where choices are limitted edition only
— vote yeah, the brand of oligarchs
greedy crocodiles who gave away money
In public coffers they profitted greatly
AFTER-SALES ...
#politics
4 reads
1 Comment
Cyndi_Moone
Poem Published
15th Jan 2025 11:17pm
15th Jan 2025 11:17pm
OBAMA
A simple slogan for his two-term campaign
As he waltzed right through to hold America’s reign.
With every stride and every step, he paved upon
His imprint slogan, “Change [Americans] Can Count On.”
His certainty, assertiveness, and lean demeanor
Placed arrogance and haughtiness on the back steamer.
Courteous smile and well-mannered self
Proved such simplicity bore a mine of wealth
Deep within the essence of his being.
Whether his slogan was taken
Or mis-taken
Whether deemed positive or negative
It was definitely not...
As he waltzed right through to hold America’s reign.
With every stride and every step, he paved upon
His imprint slogan, “Change [Americans] Can Count On.”
His certainty, assertiveness, and lean demeanor
Placed arrogance and haughtiness on the back steamer.
Courteous smile and well-mannered self
Proved such simplicity bore a mine of wealth
Deep within the essence of his being.
Whether his slogan was taken
Or mis-taken
Whether deemed positive or negative
It was definitely not...
#politics
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0 Comments
yelluw_always
Poem Published
31st Jan 2019 00:50am
31st Jan 2019 00:50am
North South East West
misgivings on the direction
society is kited
during the wind-up
of their sleeping gaze
alarmed hermit
tosses torn blades
of a spinning rose into
a nor so easy we
maxed tense overshot
the trajectories
of an impact likely to prove
the accusations of history
You are not here to witness
gas following its nature
hot air ballooning past
sense of a backwards future
You told them I am a basket case
but I pilot a rage of wicker
...
society is kited
during the wind-up
of their sleeping gaze
alarmed hermit
tosses torn blades
of a spinning rose into
a nor so easy we
maxed tense overshot
the trajectories
of an impact likely to prove
the accusations of history
You are not here to witness
gas following its nature
hot air ballooning past
sense of a backwards future
You told them I am a basket case
but I pilot a rage of wicker
...
#politics
#ignorance
14 reads
2 Comments
yelluw_always
Poem Published
2nd Apr 2020 7:14am
2nd Apr 2020 7:14am
This strange bouquet 1/30
This strange bouquet
of micro-
organisms, poisoning as glassed dandelion
seeds blown, people skirting to a ball wearing bal-
aclavas, canvases
across their mouths highlight the speaking
eyes, the clear palpable
distance
in the torque language is
fear
swallowing an air swarm
Oh, belle-
donnas, you are a
quaquaversal vein
through the micro-scope
of space
of micro-
organisms, poisoning as glassed dandelion
seeds blown, people skirting to a ball wearing bal-
aclavas, canvases
across their mouths highlight the speaking
eyes, the clear palpable
distance
in the torque language is
fear
swallowing an air swarm
Oh, belle-
donnas, you are a
quaquaversal vein
through the micro-scope
of space
#politics
#apocalypse
#culture #fear
#culture #fear
14 reads
6 Comments
yelluw_always
Poem Published
8th Jan 2019 9:55pm
8th Jan 2019 9:55pm
6. Annotated Peoples Make Connections: if they walked around in love/for love/by love with SFX labels to their chests
my ears; jurassic lying dogs
crack an eye
at the slam door&shuts
with gutta-percha
abandoned housevines.
serum-anaesthetic so numb-
far from toilet.
bagful-godless plastic fluidclear
balloon stringing me along,
hear for me, my gadgets, my souls floating.
ersatz-doktor, labellapel I can’t
read-with-the-focus-upon-what-doesn’t-
I gear like your timepiece.
flat back & a tucked sweat-buckets
head wrap, time-bandage bondage aesthetic,
glass darkly revels when I sideblink
after a venerable dreamless...
crack an eye
at the slam door&shuts
with gutta-percha
abandoned housevines.
serum-anaesthetic so numb-
far from toilet.
bagful-godless plastic fluidclear
balloon stringing me along,
hear for me, my gadgets, my souls floating.
ersatz-doktor, labellapel I can’t
read-with-the-focus-upon-what-doesn’t-
I gear like your timepiece.
flat back & a tucked sweat-buckets
head wrap, time-bandage bondage aesthetic,
glass darkly revels when I sideblink
after a venerable dreamless...
#technology
#politics
#sacrifice #disability
#sacrifice #disability
15 reads
5 Comments
FeNyX
Poem Published
24th Apr 2023 10:03pm
24th Apr 2023 10:03pm
The Glue That Binds -The Solvent That Tears Us Apart
Love is the divine mystery that can't be reasoned with or figured out
It blossoms fully formed or grows over time slowly
It has it's own half-life and also lives forever
It pulls towards it's own ends and fills life fully
It fills cracks in us and breaks us apart
It comforts and kills
It soothes and regrets
It lives freely in us
It polarizes the very essence of all we are
Love is the drug
Love ... with or without
Love always finds a way
In time ...
Love ... .
It blossoms fully formed or grows over time slowly
It has it's own half-life and also lives forever
It pulls towards it's own ends and fills life fully
It fills cracks in us and breaks us apart
It comforts and kills
It soothes and regrets
It lives freely in us
It polarizes the very essence of all we are
Love is the drug
Love ... with or without
Love always finds a way
In time ...
Love ... .
#love
#politics
#LifeStruggles
#TruthOfLife
#LifeGoals
15 reads
4 Comments
yelluw_always
Poem Published
28th Dec 2018 7:17pm
28th Dec 2018 7:17pm
Some Cure
I could, I could point
to all the sweet nothings
until you’re not the nerves
of that void that you can’t feel
beyond Fingertips Ct.
signs staked in the t-folds: “Dead End”
If I would, I could handle
your prophecy in test tubes
each bubbles newborn:
|Abstract||Pinch-able||Impossible|
and you’ll sit in all of the waiting rooms
twiddling for the pH balance of headlines
A tower shown has a trickle-down
scene of falling hands in versions
of the rain, snow, the...
to all the sweet nothings
until you’re not the nerves
of that void that you can’t feel
beyond Fingertips Ct.
signs staked in the t-folds: “Dead End”
If I would, I could handle
your prophecy in test tubes
each bubbles newborn:
|Abstract||Pinch-able||Impossible|
and you’ll sit in all of the waiting rooms
twiddling for the pH balance of headlines
A tower shown has a trickle-down
scene of falling hands in versions
of the rain, snow, the...
#violence
#politics
#war
#MentalHealth
#disability
16 reads
4 Comments
yelluw_always
Poem Published
10th Feb 2019 6:30am
10th Feb 2019 6:30am
Sorry, Mr. Orwell
In our capitol
hunched tortoises
ancient and housing wrinkled
parchment constantly ironed
for viewing.
They hulk to state
the over-arcing
of democracy.
Columns like crazy.
High-ceilings.
Squat marble. Pawing dirt
as a bull-moose
before the charge.
Breath held. Blossoms.
Carved speech.
Sore feet. Wide spaces.
The needle towers.
Its eye as the eye
over the governed.
Should I not say?
Too late, it deigns
to confuse, the map,
before the future
deciphers....
hunched tortoises
ancient and housing wrinkled
parchment constantly ironed
for viewing.
They hulk to state
the over-arcing
of democracy.
Columns like crazy.
High-ceilings.
Squat marble. Pawing dirt
as a bull-moose
before the charge.
Breath held. Blossoms.
Carved speech.
Sore feet. Wide spaces.
The needle towers.
Its eye as the eye
over the governed.
Should I not say?
Too late, it deigns
to confuse, the map,
before the future
deciphers....
#politics
20 reads
7 Comments
bcpoet
Lawrence
Lawrence
Poem Published
5th Jan 2025 3:42am
5th Jan 2025 3:42am
Polarizing
only flying with one wing
means crashing to the ground
left with right's the only thing
that lets us fly around
recognizing we're all one
being on an ark
on a planet with the Sun
through both light and dark
anger, fear and greed destroy
benevolence and peace
for every girl and every boy
and every plant and beast
demonizing adversaries
makes us demons too
evolution in each varies
so do points-of-view
left with right's the only thing
that let's us fly around
flying only with one...
means crashing to the ground
left with right's the only thing
that lets us fly around
recognizing we're all one
being on an ark
on a planet with the Sun
through both light and dark
anger, fear and greed destroy
benevolence and peace
for every girl and every boy
and every plant and beast
demonizing adversaries
makes us demons too
evolution in each varies
so do points-of-view
left with right's the only thing
that let's us fly around
flying only with one...
#politics
31 reads
0 Comments
AaHarvey
Poem Published
18th Sep 2024 9:47am
18th Sep 2024 9:47am
0 - Unfinished poetry 9
Dig in
Dig in deep, I stamp my feet,
You’re never passing me by.
Make a stand, I hate your plans,
To try to ruin my peace.
Stand up tall, bring down your walls,
I have to fight for peace.
Hear my call, I hate your war,
On people’s dignity.
Your claims are false, you raise my pulse,
With every lie you tell.
You versus us, you broke the trust,
You swore to protect our health.
You kill us all, with words that fall,
As soon as they are exposed.
You fight your war, of words on the poor,
With broken...
Dig in deep, I stamp my feet,
You’re never passing me by.
Make a stand, I hate your plans,
To try to ruin my peace.
Stand up tall, bring down your walls,
I have to fight for peace.
Hear my call, I hate your war,
On people’s dignity.
Your claims are false, you raise my pulse,
With every lie you tell.
You versus us, you broke the trust,
You swore to protect our health.
You kill us all, with words that fall,
As soon as they are exposed.
You fight your war, of words on the poor,
With broken...
#politics
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rksingh
Poem Published
3rd Jan 2025 10:56am
3rd Jan 2025 10:56am
WEIRD CHAINS
They invent new lies with periodical distractions
repeat falsehood till truth turns doubtful
teach generations the ways of hating
the porn of discriminating, dividing, killing
the innocents that love their neighbors
value diversity, equality and peace
shunning the weird chains that lock the sun for roots to grow
R K Singh
repeat falsehood till truth turns doubtful
teach generations the ways of hating
the porn of discriminating, dividing, killing
the innocents that love their neighbors
value diversity, equality and peace
shunning the weird chains that lock the sun for roots to grow
R K Singh
#corruption
#politics
#vulnerability
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DU Poetry : Least Read Poems About Politics
