dkdk - Hello Poetry

I know your gods, every single one I know, All of them rest on your crutches, I know. They have all died, not a single one remains, Only some books have preserved them, I know. Nature hides much beauty deep in her folds, This sickness lives only in human, I know. From every eye some familiar light shines, Whose heartbeat pulses in every vein, I know. Bring someone, meet me with your own God, Such a miracle will never happen, I know. All know the tricks to frighten and scare, All know those terrifying tales, I know. The sky was empty, you could not bear the void, So you filled it with heaven and hell, I know. Whoever comes to know his own true self, Arrives dancing, drunk with his own zest, I know. Everyone hides behind God to play his little god, How crooked every move of yours is, I know.

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Apr 16

Apr 16, 2026 at 12:19 PM UTC

I know.

I know your gods, every single one I know, All of them rest on your crutches, I know. They have all died, not a single one remains, Only some books have preserved them, I know. Nature hides much beauty deep in her folds, This sickness lives only in human, I know. From every eye some familiar light shines, Whose heartbeat pulses in every vein, I know. Bring someone, meet me with your own God, Such a miracle will never happen, I know. All know the tricks to frighten and scare, All know those terrifying tales, I know. The sky was empty, you could not bear the void, So you filled it with heaven and hell, I know. Whoever comes to know his own true self, Arrives dancing, drunk with his own zest, I know. Everyone hides behind God to play his little god, How crooked every move of yours is, I know.

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World needs peace, As much as it needs The earth to complete Its universal symmetry. The air, the water, the sun, The seas as joyful as the moon All the planets in a rhythm, Singing songs of existential peace. Every drop of your blood, Every pulsation of your heart, Connected with universal peace All will fall apart if you break it. Your weapons will one day shatter The rhythm of universal music. Your leaders, your commanders, Your merchants of war will break it. The universe is woven with Strings of peace so dexterously, That if a single string is pulled, Everything will fall apart. Let us be creatures of peace, Let us be protectors of the universe, Let us remove the keepers of unrest, Let us dance among the stars.

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Apr 14

Apr 14, 2026 at 9:13 AM UTC

universal peace

World needs peace, As much as it needs The earth to complete Its universal symmetry. The air, the water, the sun, The seas as joyful as the moon All the planets in a rhythm, Singing songs of existential peace. Every drop of your blood, Every pulsation of your heart, Connected with universal peace All will fall apart if you break it. Your weapons will one day shatter The rhythm of universal music. Your leaders, your commanders, Your merchants of war will break it. The universe is woven with Strings of peace so dexterously, That if a single string is pulled, Everything will fall apart. Let us be creatures of peace, Let us be protectors of the universe, Let us remove the keepers of unrest, Let us dance among the stars.

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All leaders of the world Are haunted by Hitler’s spirit. They wear his shadow like a crown And cry his slogans loud, Nationalism! Religion! In every border they draw with blood, In every prayer they twist for power, The same old ghost keeps laughing, While the world forgets How it ends.

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Mar 29

Mar 29, 2026 at 9:31 AM UTC

Hitlers spirit.

All leaders of the world Are haunted by Hitler’s spirit. They wear his shadow like a crown And cry his slogans loud, Nationalism! Religion! In every border they draw with blood, In every prayer they twist for power, The same old ghost keeps laughing, While the world forgets How it ends.

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Some trees stand tall Beside the busy roads, They know your reality, All your philosophy. You are a slave of language, But they are free of ******* They are free to move, They are free to groove, Through your nerves, Up to your inner cores. For you, they seem static, Yet they know the cosmic fabric. They are free from you, They do not wish to bind you, But your life is not free, For they hold your key. Their reality is cosmic, You made reality comic.

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Mar 29

Mar 29, 2026 at 9:04 AM UTC

Some trees stand tall

Some trees stand tall Beside the busy roads, They know your reality, All your philosophy. You are a slave of language, But they are free of ******* They are free to move, They are free to groove, Through your nerves, Up to your inner cores. For you, they seem static, Yet they know the cosmic fabric. They are free from you, They do not wish to bind you, But your life is not free, For they hold your key. Their reality is cosmic, You made reality comic.

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Your religion starts with you. It ends with stars. Your god fades Past this earth, Past these planets, Past the last light you know. But the unwritten knows. The unspoken remembers, Stories, laws, creatures, Of numberless worlds. One religion governs all. One god guides all. Do you dare to know?

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Mar 29

Mar 29, 2026 at 5:48 AM UTC

Do you dare to know?

Your religion starts with you. It ends with stars. Your god fades Past this earth, Past these planets, Past the last light you know. But the unwritten knows. The unspoken remembers, Stories, laws, creatures, Of numberless worlds. One religion governs all. One god guides all. Do you dare to know?

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Gods take their rest Beneath the shadow Of those who made them Shaped by careful hands, Carved to fit, The needs of the hour. Scriptures follow orders. The holy word bends Toward the one who holds the pen. Laws are written. Above them, super-laws Said to come from heaven, Unbreakable, eternal, Untouchable by man Yet somehow, Always, They land softly On the shoulders of the powerful. The gods do not speak. They are spoken for.

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Mar 15

Mar 15, 2026 at 2:13 AM UTC

The Resting Gods

Gods take their rest Beneath the shadow Of those who made them Shaped by careful hands, Carved to fit, The needs of the hour. Scriptures follow orders. The holy word bends Toward the one who holds the pen. Laws are written. Above them, super-laws Said to come from heaven, Unbreakable, eternal, Untouchable by man Yet somehow, Always, They land softly On the shoulders of the powerful. The gods do not speak. They are spoken for.

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Blood of little girls, Smeared on the face of this spring Fears of the fairies

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Mar 11

Mar 11, 2026 at 2:19 AM UTC

Fears of a fairy

Blood of little girls, Smeared on the face of this spring Fears of the fairies

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Schools of little Girls, Blown with missile in the spring The Disguised devil

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Mar 11

Mar 11, 2026 at 2:18 AM UTC

Cry of the Spring

Schools of little Girls, Blown with missile in the spring The Disguised devil

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Bombs and missiles, Coming down with the spring rain Tears of a haiku

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Mar 11

Mar 11, 2026 at 1:30 AM UTC

Tears of a haiku

Bombs and missiles, Coming down with the spring rain Tears of a haiku

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Where minds are governed, Why such deadly weapons? Where the enemy is only greed, For power, for a new colony, Why does every nation sing songs Of peace while sitting on a heap Of weapons? Why do you call yourself religious, And let the devil govern the mind's genius? Why do your soldiers sniff blood like hounds? Why are the noblest leaders bound To eradicate the supreme order of nature, Killing air, water, earth and every creature? Why do the lessons of peace from scriptures Not fill the greed and ego's ruptures? Why do their faces show no signs of shame? They have done wrong for their hollow fame.

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Mar 11

Mar 11, 2026 at 1:13 AM UTC

Why Is War the Only Solution?

Where minds are governed, Why such deadly weapons? Where the enemy is only greed, For power, for a new colony, Why does every nation sing songs Of peace while sitting on a heap Of weapons? Why do you call yourself religious, And let the devil govern the mind's genius? Why do your soldiers sniff blood like hounds? Why are the noblest leaders bound To eradicate the supreme order of nature, Killing air, water, earth and every creature? Why do the lessons of peace from scriptures Not fill the greed and ego's ruptures? Why do their faces show no signs of shame? They have done wrong for their hollow fame.

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