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Filomena Rocca Feb 2023
Saŝa serĉas saĝan ŝercon.
Ŝi volas servi verse ĝin.
Vi aŭskultu. Ne tumultu.
Solve buŝeliĝos rid'.

Lucas looks for janky jokes.
It may not matter if they might seem daft.
The phrases turn; the poet's spoke.
He wonders which will laugh at last.

pilin mi li wile musi.
toki mi li tawa ona.
sina kute li pilin mute.
o pilin sona e toki pona.
Filomena Rocca Jan 2023
Really, girl? I swear to god.
You want to act like you're my friend?
You want to ask me for my thoughts?
Pretend they matter in the end?

Why should I even give a ****?
That wouldn't make an ounce of sense.
You say my kind should not exist.
Engage your brain's intelligence.

Please try to find self-honesty.
Who taught you all the crap you preach?
Is ethics a plutocracy?
You really think that's heaven's speech?

A fun fact now, so perk your ears.
There's several billion narcissists
All peddling the same appeals.
"My god is real! His will is this!"

Your pastor has no special call.
You haven't found the chosen few.
But since you won't hear sense at all,
I sadly can't be "friends" with you.
Filomena Rocca Oct 2022
The day-one workshop is a crib
The start of learning how to live
You learn mechanics and the rules
And hopefully some useful tools
To be effective, understood
And maybe be a force for good

Scenarios get more complex
The writers seem to want to vex
And if you've got no script to use
The reflex could be to abuse
But rather than resort to hate
It's best to firstly calibrate

Who cares how much success you've got?
Just go compose a thrilling plot!
It's all ridiculous, I know
But maybe you'll enjoy the show
And I hope that someone throws you roses
Before your final curtain closes
Filomena Rocca Aug 2022
When I say you're adorable,
I mean I adore you.
And my wordplay is horrible,
But I'll try to write more for you.

When I say you're a cutie,
It's not just a fluke.
I don't use the word loosely,
I'm telling the truth.

Just a glance in your eyes
Wakes a primal desire
Like a ballad that flies
From a darkly tuned lyre

By your side I find comfort
In your arms is my home
Even if others scatter
Never leave me alone
Filomena Rocca Aug 2022
Prepare yourself. Protect yourself.
Show up when people need your help.

'Cause those who hate us will not stop
Till every one of us has dropped.

There is no means we can't employ
Against aggressors who destroy.

Wake up! Get up! Get out of bed!
And fight to live, or end up dead!
Filomena Rocca Aug 2022
Metaphorical deformity
Malformation of the mind
Forms a horrible majority
Of my metaphysical bind
Psych ward poetry.
Set 3, poem 59.
Filomena Rocca Aug 2022
I'm trapped in liminality
But rescued from fatality
I'm aware of physicality
But sheltered from reality
Psych ward poetry.
Set 3, poem 58.
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