The enthralling tales of a lost dilettante.

Decay and death are the only law It was what God once decreed And since the ancient times till now No soul from this decree was freed We’re born, we live, we multiply We invent cars and learn to fly But if we ever decide to try To break the law, to never die The earth shall withhold And heavens, deny And so above, and so below We’re all but seaweeds in an undertow Our wills can’t resist the ruthless flow You can’t control what you can’t bestow Our lives are feathers flying to A wall of steel, they can’t go through It’s time to die and rejoin the queue Of all the dead awaiting The thing you’ll ask on your deathbed: What righteous path did I ever tread? Was my life worth this blood I shed? Or was I steered and misled? ‘Cause no one will die in your stead Your life will hang by a single thread And all the tears you left unshed Will now demand retribution You’ll live the nightmare you always dread And in that moment, inside your head Your raving thoughts will seethe and spread Today the madness you shall wed You’ll offer your children, your every kid The ones you raised, the ones you fed To relieve the pain, you’ll bargain ahead And after all was done and said You will decay, you will be dead

#poem #poetry

شوفت عيونك لما بتفتح ومسير عيني فى لحظة حتقفل اول مَره و آخر مَره، والدنيا تجارب كلها مُره حارب و امشى، وكافح وإتعب عايزك تنحت صخر وتكسب اياك تسرق وإياك تنهب خلى همومك كلها تهرب كله فى وقته حييجى أوانه وانت جبل فى سفوحه حرايق لما نيران الهمة بتنشب كافع وأتعب. عافر واضرب انت المُهْر مصيره حيكسب

Blessed by anger Blessed by fear Blessed by hunger Blessed to slumber Blessed by thunder To be torn asunder Blessed to roam Away from home Blessed to wander Blessed to witness Blessed to wonder Blessed by war Blessed to soar And destined to crash ashore Blessed to fall Blessed to crawl And blessed be My timely downfall

I know that pyre I’ve once been burned and set afire I won’t look up. I won’t aspire Tantalising. A grave desire I can feel the thorny brier I can taste the electric wire I can smell the burning tyre Make it fierce and make it dire I’m not here to garner ire I’m here to walk into that fire

I feel the wind against my skin As I fall towards my ender It beckons and welcomes me like kin All it wants is my surrender Nothing will make up for my sin Like the end of this pretender The earth welcomes with a grin With open arms. So fond and tender

I fall and sink into the bed of leaves Gaia beckons, and Gaia believes That every lost soul receives What every lost soul once achieves Every marauder that steals and reaves And every soiled soul that thieves Shall meet an end that it conceives As Just an end as it perceives

Seven billion angry parasites Fighting wars and getting in fights They plan to fly to new heights They plan to launch more satellites They plan to sate their appetites They plan to spread to new sites

Seven billion hungry gnats Bringing wives and ugly brats Bringing animals and their plants Republicans and democrats Soldiers and diplomats Aristocrats and bureaucrats They plan to build new habitats

In vacuum, you can build your dreams In vacuum, there are no winning teams In vacuum, you die from the tiniest seams In vacuum, every ore gleams In vacuum, everyone schemes In vacuum, they can’t hear your screams

Make me plead Make me cry Make me bleed Then let me dry Stab that knife into my eye Eviscerate me, make me fly Launch my guts across the sky Spread my ashes, let me die Let me crawl Into that body bag Stuff my mouth With a filthy rag Let me rest, in this morgue Leave my stiff body to sag Decompose it, burn it down Melt it down into slag I don’t get no funeral No respect, no folded flag I’m just a roadkill Without a name tag

#poetry #depressing

Mein Gehirn ist schwer. Schlecht verdrahtet, mein Kopf Es ablasst Dampf wie ein Schnellkochtopf Es dreht sich wie ein Brummkreisel Der Wahnsinn nahm meine Gedanken als Geisel Ich möchte meine Gedanken zurückhaben Sie wurden von mir abschaben Aber das wird nicht passieren Ich will neu programmieren


Here I go again Opening google Searching for my name Thirsty for mentions Thirsty for fame Social media is to blame They moulded us to seek acclaim Supplied our need for validation And to our time, they have a claim Snapchat, Facebook and Twitter, Instagram, Tiktok, whatever Whore and make a duckface, lame Take some selfies on the shitter You’re gonna be stuck with it forever After your thirty minutes of shame Your dignity will no longer be the same Anything for mentions, anything for views Be digitally relevant, go on the news Create a new meme, try to amuse You’re a YouTuber, prank and abuse Lie and slander, make an excuse Beat a homeless person, light a fuse Film some meth-heads licking your feet Give them dough and they’ll act sweet Put it on Instagram, on YouTube All for a hook, all for a scoop Let’s film a midget dance with a freak With a violin track to make it more bleak Bring in some strippers for teens that peek Let’s make this freak-show more unique

I broke my skin with my teeth I found bad things underneath Demons with horns and teeth Demons awaiting their release I have to say my goodbyes Before the time of my demise Before I lose control And my monsters start to rise My demons lie in wait Biding their time in debate I won't take their bait I won't let them sate Their appetite to desecrate 'Cause everytime they ate They grew at a prodigious rate I won't channel this hate I will set them straight Before it is too late I won't live this fate


Corruption smells like roses Till the petals touch your lips They turn to poisonous nettles Like the best relationships

They seep into your veins And change you from within When you think you’re done with pains Brand new blisters fill your skin

Insidious changes make you blame yourself It wasn't your decisions that made you do this It was the poison, it made you blind and deaf And you never noticed anything was amiss

Love corrupts perspectives And takes away your choices Love makes you protective And silences all other voices

Love breaks common sense And corrupts your logical thinking It breaks down any defense And your horizons start shrinking

Love is a construct humans made To justify their innate meekness Love is a construct we use to evade Confronting our own weakness

Love is for those who feel insecure In their own futures Love is the promise of a cure But is usually just sutures

Love is an empty promise, Delivered on rosy lips A ploy from a wily goddess Torture. No flails, nor whips

Cull frailty and weakness Escape from her grips Don’t fall for her meekness And beware her tricks

Say no to the temptress As she spreads her legs Be resolute, astute Stay away from her webs

Be unflappable, resolute While she spins her threads Make plans and execute When the corruption spreads

Love is a broken mirror, Beholden by the needy, A mistake, a cognitive error, For a psyche that’s always greedy.

#poem #poetry #truth about #love

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