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Druzzayne Rika Nov 2024
I am reduced to a category
in the digital lifestyle.
The big giants govern me
Try tricks to entice me
To make it seems savoury
Feed me with bits that will modify me.
AI, advertisements and data,
they'll come together for business
Reduce me to a row of my criteria
They will see they can manipulate
with the day and time of my play.
They know exactly how I will simulate
At the least they have me ready
with the sentiment and numbers to calculate,
And it is only starting to be integrated.
Soon, the super intelligence would rule,
Being omniscient and omnipresent,
A new god on cue.
Druzzayne Rika Nov 2024
Oh, hearts so close, yet worlds apart,
Thoughts whispered softly, a work of art.
Differing views, like stars that shine,
Each soul unique, a treasure mine.

To share my thoughts, a leap of faith,
A vulnerable soul, in nature's wraith.
Your words so casual, yet meanings deep,
A hidden sorrow, a silent weep.

I filter words, with care and grace,
To mend the world, and find my place.
Yet minds may differ, like distant shores,
Each soul a mystery, forevermore.

A frequency gap, a silent plea,
To connect with hearts, wild and free.
Beneath the surface, a hidden strife,
Are we as saintly as we claim our life?
  Nov 2024 Druzzayne Rika
Nahin
Some bitter tastes don't remind
Us of sweet, rather make us remember
The people whom we shared the taste with.
In this familiar way, some scattered voices whisper

“Sometimes it's good to feel that you belong.
Sorrows never really made us sad.
Not being able to share them did.”
Some sudden moments take us back to a time, to a taste and of course to some people.
  Nov 2024 Druzzayne Rika
Nylee
I have judged my thoughts
and they are no good
they come and go.
Druzzayne Rika Nov 2024
Ecstasy feeling
it's cut-cutting through me
It's like getting everything
a divine inspiration.

Greater than the sound
It's filling me loud
contemplating about going
a complete surrender
It's going to stop now.
Going upwards.
Druzzayne Rika Nov 2024
We build towers to touch the sky,
Yet forget the earth beneath our feet, where we lie.
It's not fun to look up and not find stars,
Everyday we go pick up new battles and the wars.
We dig up our own graves and find people to complain,
The balance is off, the peace is hard to reign,
We are powerful, but our energy is misplaced.
We find ways to distract, ways to be dazed,
We were once tall, yet we grew so small.
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