Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
4th Mar 2025 11:46am
4th Mar 2025 11:46am
Wake The f**k Up!
This democracy is so full of hypocrisy
The digital age spawned a cesspool of degeneracy
Repeating the cycle of stupidity
Taking a shit on our civil liberties
Divide the blind from those who see
They infect this nation with ideas of freedom
A false reality is what they give us
In their promise to "save" us
Terrorist-tic tactics feed the machine
We are all just slaves to corrupted authority
The CIA and the DEA burned the constitution of the USA
While Politicians in DC are never locked away
The controlled...
The digital age spawned a cesspool of degeneracy
Repeating the cycle of stupidity
Taking a shit on our civil liberties
Divide the blind from those who see
They infect this nation with ideas of freedom
A false reality is what they give us
In their promise to "save" us
Terrorist-tic tactics feed the machine
We are all just slaves to corrupted authority
The CIA and the DEA burned the constitution of the USA
While Politicians in DC are never locked away
The controlled...
#CallToAction
#corruption
#money
#politics
#rebellion
152 reads
16 Comments
brokentitanium
k.
k.
Poem Published
28th Mar 2025 6:23pm
28th Mar 2025 6:23pm
Weird Canadian Fridge Poetry
Love is a stampede
of beautiful geese
destroying my igloo
Chill, eh?
Hold my beer,
this lumberjack is fierce.
Sorry, cowboy.
.
of beautiful geese
destroying my igloo
Chill, eh?
Hold my beer,
this lumberjack is fierce.
Sorry, cowboy.
.
#dragons
#funny
#inspirational
#LifeGoals
#rebellion
56 reads
7 Comments
Ambjr
Poem Published
6th Mar 2025 6:25pm
6th Mar 2025 6:25pm
prodigal son
beneath the molten surface
where shadows reign
I slipped thru brick and brimstone
when the devil stepped away
no plans for rebellion
just mayhem and mischief
sweet and fleetin
his scepter caught my eye
I claimed it as my right
the succubi recognized me
eyes darkenin with memory
bodies archin in welcome
to my inevitable return
“the prodigal son” I announced myself
sprawled across his throne
legs spread wide
reclaimin familiar territory
demons bowed with practiced ease
whisperin...
where shadows reign
I slipped thru brick and brimstone
when the devil stepped away
no plans for rebellion
just mayhem and mischief
sweet and fleetin
his scepter caught my eye
I claimed it as my right
the succubi recognized me
eyes darkenin with memory
bodies archin in welcome
to my inevitable return
“the prodigal son” I announced myself
sprawled across his throne
legs spread wide
reclaimin familiar territory
demons bowed with practiced ease
whisperin...
#devil
#erotic
#hell #rebellion
#hell #rebellion
132 reads
10 Comments
dartford
Paul S...
Paul S...
Poem Published
8th Mar 2025 11:48pm
8th Mar 2025 11:48pm
furious you might be doubting
you pause
to consider how best to respond
and before you have your moment to speak
is
gone
off their heads they
have
to just carry on shouting ..
to consider how best to respond
and before you have your moment to speak
is
gone
off their heads they
have
to just carry on shouting ..
#corruption
#politics
#rebellion
107 reads
6 Comments
summultima
uma
uma
Poem Published
8th Mar 2025 7:56am
8th Mar 2025 7:56am
~oasis heart
viz: oasis heart
#love
#magic
#minimalist
#rebellion
#TruthOfLife
151 reads
5 Comments
summultima
uma
uma
Poem Published
16th Mar 2025 4:15pm
16th Mar 2025 4:15pm
~ASHTAKAALI~ The Eight Avatar-ing Kaali
https://youtu.be/xWgDYQgCKM8?feature=shared
the demon in a let loose cruel
.’Rakshasa Kora Thaandavam’
..the slaying of the demon
are the needful prayers
of these innocent helpless
masses ..
in the happening now. the
#Soorasamhaaram
the virgin snake goddess
‘Nagakanni Amman’
births the raging sacred forces
The Eight Kaali Forms .. the
‘ASHTAKAALI..’
from the eighth egg.....
the demon in a let loose cruel
.’Rakshasa Kora Thaandavam’
..the slaying of the demon
are the needful prayers
of these innocent helpless
masses ..
in the happening now. the
#Soorasamhaaram
the virgin snake goddess
‘Nagakanni Amman’
births the raging sacred forces
The Eight Kaali Forms .. the
‘ASHTAKAALI..’
from the eighth egg.....
#feminism
#God
#inspirational
#rebellion
#spiritual
110 reads
6 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
25th Mar 2025 6:20am
25th Mar 2025 6:20am
Hell on Two Wheels
On the heels of injustice comes hell on two wheels
Riding into town looking for stern retribution
A steel horse baptized in fire is engulfing its rider
Who brings the inspiring flame of a revolution
Like a burning invader this infernal crusader
Carries a chain to punish or to possibly atone
But his unsheathed sword brings you the word
With poetic tongue dipped in sharp brimstone
“Vengeance is bliss” the rider hisses if you reminisce
When reason and logic were mistaken for anarchy
As the laws have fractured under all...
Riding into town looking for stern retribution
A steel horse baptized in fire is engulfing its rider
Who brings the inspiring flame of a revolution
Like a burning invader this infernal crusader
Carries a chain to punish or to possibly atone
But his unsheathed sword brings you the word
With poetic tongue dipped in sharp brimstone
“Vengeance is bliss” the rider hisses if you reminisce
When reason and logic were mistaken for anarchy
As the laws have fractured under all...
#PowerOfWords
#rebellion
#revenge #TruthOfLife
#revenge #TruthOfLife
68 reads
4 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
11th Mar 2025 2:20pm
11th Mar 2025 2:20pm
Ponder a Box
What lies within the box, unseen,
a token lost, a thought pristine?
Or merely air, a void serene?
Does it hold time, a clock unwound,
a moment trapped, a silence found?
Or echoes lost where none astound?
Could it be dreams of lives once led,
flickering ghosts a life long dead?
Or hopes unwoven, stitched with thread?
Might it contain the stars of yore.
The cosmos bound behind this door?
Infinity within its core?
Or is it but the simplest guise,
a trick played out before our eyes?...
a token lost, a thought pristine?
Or merely air, a void serene?
Does it hold time, a clock unwound,
a moment trapped, a silence found?
Or echoes lost where none astound?
Could it be dreams of lives once led,
flickering ghosts a life long dead?
Or hopes unwoven, stitched with thread?
Might it contain the stars of yore.
The cosmos bound behind this door?
Infinity within its core?
Or is it but the simplest guise,
a trick played out before our eyes?...
#evolution
#honesty
#mythology
#rebellion
#spiritual
121 reads
4 Comments
summultima
uma
uma
Poem Published
10th Mar 2025 9:39pm
10th Mar 2025 9:39pm
~the puppeteer
gathering all threads inner
the dried up emery palms
..he makes a clumped up
mane ..shortly stuck well
only to be left to a calculated
fall from heights.. to a farther
dissipating apart bitter polar
factions
-only he the f*cked up master
knows the wickedly prewritten
so destiny of each of them.. that
are in a designed egoistical clash
amongst themselves.& not the
so f* cking god of a monster, a
master.. so, coming back
to these truly non-fictional
puppets being...
the dried up emery palms
..he makes a clumped up
mane ..shortly stuck well
only to be left to a calculated
fall from heights.. to a farther
dissipating apart bitter polar
factions
-only he the f*cked up master
knows the wickedly prewritten
so destiny of each of them.. that
are in a designed egoistical clash
amongst themselves.& not the
so f* cking god of a monster, a
master.. so, coming back
to these truly non-fictional
puppets being...
#dark
#metaphor
#politics
#rebellion
#violence
112 reads
4 Comments
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