brokentitanium
k.
k.
Poem Published
13th Apr 2024 8:04pm
13th Apr 2024 8:04pm
To see love win
I cannot change the system from within,
so why stay here, stuck in the status quo?
I know I might not live to see love win.
When frightened minds see human love as sin
and power players change rules as they go,
it’s risky changing systems from within.
I feel the judgement even from my kin,
who say that change is moving far too slow
and don’t have time to wait to see love win.
But change by force will only change the spin,
as new oppressors rise up from below.
To end the cycle, hearts must change within.
...
so why stay here, stuck in the status quo?
I know I might not live to see love win.
When frightened minds see human love as sin
and power players change rules as they go,
it’s risky changing systems from within.
I feel the judgement even from my kin,
who say that change is moving far too slow
and don’t have time to wait to see love win.
But change by force will only change the spin,
as new oppressors rise up from below.
To end the cycle, hearts must change within.
...
#oppression
#politics
#religion
#rebellion
#NaPoWriMo2024
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Sukisushicrown
Poem Published
30th Mar 2024 11:52pm
30th Mar 2024 11:52pm
Leaders of the Real World
"Your children have grown.
And you never made your wife moan."
-----Ms. Regina Spektor.
Oh but to sleep.
Our maiden arms keeps us awake.
Regina Spektor,makes for delicious debate,
on what makes. Her music so great.
Necropolis.
Bubble gum photos,
of our creamy white tongues on tongues.
Contagious dancing lovers.
Time has frozen.
Forgotten about.
Stuck in democratic,
Budget Biden's.
Slumped,
Over Trumps.
Necropolis.
Your time is done.
...
And you never made your wife moan."
-----Ms. Regina Spektor.
Oh but to sleep.
Our maiden arms keeps us awake.
Regina Spektor,makes for delicious debate,
on what makes. Her music so great.
Necropolis.
Bubble gum photos,
of our creamy white tongues on tongues.
Contagious dancing lovers.
Time has frozen.
Forgotten about.
Stuck in democratic,
Budget Biden's.
Slumped,
Over Trumps.
Necropolis.
Your time is done.
...
#oppression
#freedom
#inequality
#rebellion
#deception
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wolfatthedoor1966
Poem Published
17th Mar 2024 9:16am
17th Mar 2024 9:16am
red petal flowers
muddled,
red petal
flowers
bright
and dried,
using
the paint
from
her veins.
red petal
flowers
bright
and dried,
using
the paint
from
her veins.
#death
#tragedy
#suffering #rebellion
#suffering #rebellion
79 reads
4 Comments
Rew
Poem Published
9th Feb 2024 4:22pm
9th Feb 2024 4:22pm
All my ai and Peggy Martin
My thesaurus and my dictionaries
serve as artificial intelligence,
my mute aide-memoire spells and solves the quizies
then by magic my word grasp is, immense...
And for guys getting in books can be, hot
to spread wide the covers 'gainst the stiff spine
try that with 'lectrics to see what you've got
a solid bet, a call to, nine, nine, nine...
Let the lazy ones dumb themselves right down
with pretty pictures captured on the net,
and a dozen words which didn't bring a frown
of concentration,...
serve as artificial intelligence,
my mute aide-memoire spells and solves the quizies
then by magic my word grasp is, immense...
And for guys getting in books can be, hot
to spread wide the covers 'gainst the stiff spine
try that with 'lectrics to see what you've got
a solid bet, a call to, nine, nine, nine...
Let the lazy ones dumb themselves right down
with pretty pictures captured on the net,
and a dozen words which didn't bring a frown
of concentration,...
#sonnet
#WritingPoetry
#PopCulture #rebellion
#PopCulture #rebellion
49 reads
2 Comments
APissPoorShaman
Ryszard
Ryszard
Poem Published
15th Jan 2024 8:59pm
15th Jan 2024 8:59pm
What Would Orwell Say
Docile and tame
our unending shame
that some regard as fame
homogenized
pasteurized
and sanitized
the Animal Farm of existence
.
What would Orwell say
groaning in his grave
to see his cautionary tale unfold
in a world grown cold
restricted and controlled
-
Stop waiting to be told
safe within the fold
placidly living on the wold
Baa-ing like frightened ewes
is this the life you choose
-
What would Orwell say
about our lives of molded clay
as we're...
our unending shame
that some regard as fame
homogenized
pasteurized
and sanitized
the Animal Farm of existence
.
What would Orwell say
groaning in his grave
to see his cautionary tale unfold
in a world grown cold
restricted and controlled
-
Stop waiting to be told
safe within the fold
placidly living on the wold
Baa-ing like frightened ewes
is this the life you choose
-
What would Orwell say
about our lives of molded clay
as we're...
#escape
#disappointment
#rebellion
85 reads
1 Comment
APissPoorShaman
Ryszard
Ryszard
Poem Published
9th Jan 2024 8:34am
9th Jan 2024 8:34am
Make a Stand
When governments don't care
how her people fare
feeding off need
kicking us to our knees
then people must care for each other
sister, brother, mother
we all bleed red
humanity is a beachhead
in endless wars for the crown
that are wearing us down
every day
every single day
we fight to survive
giving up hopes to thrive
we are forged, tempered, and tested
pain and tragedy ingested
there is just one way out
of our spiritual drought
stop
simply stop
fighting for religion, creed...
how her people fare
feeding off need
kicking us to our knees
then people must care for each other
sister, brother, mother
we all bleed red
humanity is a beachhead
in endless wars for the crown
that are wearing us down
every day
every single day
we fight to survive
giving up hopes to thrive
we are forged, tempered, and tested
pain and tragedy ingested
there is just one way out
of our spiritual drought
stop
simply stop
fighting for religion, creed...
#love
#rebellion
75 reads
7 Comments
APissPoorShaman
Ryszard
Ryszard
Poem Published
23rd Dec 2023 8:54am
23rd Dec 2023 8:54am
Free your Feet, Free your Mind
Free the Feet, Free the Mind
.
Preaching freedom,
why can't you see what I believe...
and take off the chains of a dying society
- The weight you bear is sacrificial despair,
the status quo,
implicit unwritten rules,
regulated behavior and thought control,
even fucking etiquette,
holy hell, which fork do I use now
- shackled, hamstrung, pinioned, and caged,
do you baaa on command in a choir of the damned,
ah, but the bars are all padded, the manacles mink lined,
you've traded your freedom for a big TV screen
-...
.
Preaching freedom,
why can't you see what I believe...
and take off the chains of a dying society
- The weight you bear is sacrificial despair,
the status quo,
implicit unwritten rules,
regulated behavior and thought control,
even fucking etiquette,
holy hell, which fork do I use now
- shackled, hamstrung, pinioned, and caged,
do you baaa on command in a choir of the damned,
ah, but the bars are all padded, the manacles mink lined,
you've traded your freedom for a big TV screen
-...
#unicorns
#redemption
#escape #rebellion
#escape #rebellion
84 reads
1 Comment
APissPoorShaman
Ryszard
Ryszard
Poem Published
17th Dec 2023 1:44am
17th Dec 2023 1:44am
An Eye for an Eye
An eye for an eye,
biblical
but what happens...
when you take a million eyes and everyone is blind
- All are guilty and none are guilty,
the sins of one offset the sins of the other,
all have claim so none have claim
- War exists to feed the rich,
stop playing this hateful game
- Look into my eyes and tell me I'm blind
... and I will laugh
seeing far more than you,
I see your anger and need for revenge,
seeing how you are being used
and I see we are all getting played
- What interest rate do bankers...
biblical
but what happens...
when you take a million eyes and everyone is blind
- All are guilty and none are guilty,
the sins of one offset the sins of the other,
all have claim so none have claim
- War exists to feed the rich,
stop playing this hateful game
- Look into my eyes and tell me I'm blind
... and I will laugh
seeing far more than you,
I see your anger and need for revenge,
seeing how you are being used
and I see we are all getting played
- What interest rate do bankers...
#hope
#war
#rebellion
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3rdEYErising
Poem Published
4th Dec 2023 1:53am
4th Dec 2023 1:53am
Still On My Shit {Stiletto Diaries}
Even through the rain..
The strain of filtering this from that
Through all psychological
And physical pain inflicted upon me over the years
My attitude still reigns supreme
Cream of the crop..
I learned early on how easy it is
To top from the bottom
How to stop a man in his tracks
Make him relax...slip inside his blind spot
Rub his cock through...
The strain of filtering this from that
Through all psychological
And physical pain inflicted upon me over the years
My attitude still reigns supreme
Cream of the crop..
I learned early on how easy it is
To top from the bottom
How to stop a man in his tracks
Make him relax...slip inside his blind spot
Rub his cock through...
#lust
#dirty
#sexy
#rebellion
#BDSM
443 reads
10 Comments
APissPoorShaman
Ryszard
Ryszard
Poem Published
2nd Dec 2023 9:05pm
2nd Dec 2023 9:05pm
Resist!
I raise my pudgy fist,
pounding on the bars of my crib.
The lie "to keep me safe",
a prisoner in this gilded cage.
Resist!
Freedom from the crib!
Down with the parentracy!
Toddlers unite!
It is time to strike,
throwing my cereal to the floor
That was fun as I do it again.
You should see the panic in your eyes
as my cheeks puff out and face turns red,
ready to cry to the world
the injustice of nappy time
pounding on the bars of my crib.
The lie "to keep me safe",
a prisoner in this gilded cage.
Resist!
Freedom from the crib!
Down with the parentracy!
Toddlers unite!
It is time to strike,
throwing my cereal to the floor
That was fun as I do it again.
You should see the panic in your eyes
as my cheeks puff out and face turns red,
ready to cry to the world
the injustice of nappy time
#oppression
#HumanRights
#rebellion
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MarcosLucas
Poem Published
9th Nov 2023 6:51am
9th Nov 2023 6:51am
Grey Skies
Three years have come and passed. Three years till I am thirty. Oh, how time has passed. Nineteen in Europe still feels at arm's length, yet it is merely a dream. And yet, in my dream, I am dragged into the catacombs. I cry out for aid, but no one is there to save me. I fight against my aggressors, but an even more vigorous beating meets every effort to escape. The only questions in my mind are, will my inability to fall into line and believe the lies that come out of the mouth of the clerisy land me in prison? Will I be able to stand defiant in front of the tyrant when the day comes? ...
#war
#FeelingLost
#rebellion
70 reads
1 Comment
APissPoorShaman
Ryszard
Ryszard
Poem Published
25th Jul 2023 5:14am
25th Jul 2023 5:14am
Patrick McGoohan
obey the law > obey the rules> just obey
It doesn't matter what you think or say
Draw inside the lines
Use the approved color crayon
How did this servile servitude spawn?
Hate speech can never be contested,
if I don't like what you say I'll have you arrested
Weep then for all that we've lost
and the incomprehensible cost we've paid
The first freedom on earth
is now the lock on our invisible cage
I rattle the bars and rage,
I'm a free man not a number,
I'm a free man,
man,
man,
echoing...
It doesn't matter what you think or say
Draw inside the lines
Use the approved color crayon
How did this servile servitude spawn?
Hate speech can never be contested,
if I don't like what you say I'll have you arrested
Weep then for all that we've lost
and the incomprehensible cost we've paid
The first freedom on earth
is now the lock on our invisible cage
I rattle the bars and rage,
I'm a free man not a number,
I'm a free man,
man,
man,
echoing...
#oppression
#rebellion
#deception
208 reads
1 Comment
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