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  Jun 19 Druzzayne Rika
rk
i feel their eyes on me
and can't help but wish
they were yours
your stare always enough
to set me alight
pinning me in place
a lamb longing for the wolf
for only you
can capture me so wholly
like prey greedily awaiting the hunt
their eyes find mine
and all i see is you.
your name on my lips in a fervent prayer.
Seriously I am not sure
This uncertain future
Are we this close to the doom
I feel disaster after disaster
And I fear I'll hear next is BOOM!

This close to my place
this close to losing everything
humanity to turn to its end
back to being primitive
it will be back to **** and live
A skill I can not compete in.

The air hangs heavy, thick with dread,
Of untold stories, silently bled.
A ticking clock, a muffled sound,
As ancient fears begin to unbound.
This fragile peace, a thin veneer,
Hides the true chaos drawing near.
I watch the news, a constant stream,
Of broken hopes, a fading dream.

Each headline screams a chilling call,
As shadows lengthen, threatening to enthrall.
The ground beneath us starts to sway,
Will dawn truly break on a brighter day?
For years, they pulled the strings from shadowed rooms,
Whispering chaos into quiet blooms.

They redrew borders, stirred up ancient strife,
A grand design, shaping every life.
The rivers diverted, the forests laid bare,
For profits hidden, beyond all compare.
They thought they mastered the delicate art,
Of playing God, with a calculating heart.
But something shifted, a tremor deep within,
A rising current, where their reign grew thin.
Now it's out of their control,
The nature will take the toll.
You feel the tremor, borders pulse with spite,
A global stage, yet nothing seems quite right.
What brews beneath, a geopolitical storm,
Its oversight warps truth, reshaping form.
Incredibly knotted, each choice a chain,
Nations clash in shadows, and trust wanes.
You scan the screens, their glow competing,
Words of war and peace, ever fleeting.
Competition in every domain, the partners left stinging?

The truth screams loud, but splinters hearts!
Because the chaos spirals, no edge confined,
With scars unhealed, we’re watched, combined.
Picking apart all the shattered claims,
You dream of freedom, but war’s the trending game.
Reality cuts, stings with ruthless might,
This storm’s dark path blinds day to night.
Nations swear bright futures, yet wield all kind of lies,
Each gesture tracked by unblinking eyes.

In midst all this, AI is watching and computing, planning and generating.
The future is being destroyed by our hands, so much blood spilling.
The world has lost its heart
Everything is so violently torn apart
The night skies is shining bright
The fireballs are scattered tonight
Hatred is the new trend
Relations have come to a bitter end
Everybody is anticipating what will come next
The boiling vessels screaming unrest
Twenty five is the year to be part of new history
A very dividing, a start of the beautiful tragedy
It has been predicted that this is the beginning
Of the end, just wait and watch the world destructing
Watchful eyes watching things unfold
The power is all the talking, chances don't hold
The peace is expensive, peace is with handful few
The yesterday's news is old, it's all anew.
You got a good name, good height, everything alright
What you turned inside, is emotional oversight
Incredibly twisted, any word is tiring
You overthink everything like you are competing.

Competition is with whom, the older you?
The truth is so loud, but sometimes beyond true!
Because the complexity turned infinity
With all unreleased sores, you choose indefinitely.

Picking apart all the plucked up parts
You dream of designs something off the charts
The reality hits, stings incomprehensibly
This danger looms always grievously.

Seriously you have bright future, but you wear shades
So everything you see is dark tinted
So much for innovation, the heart finds problems
We will always think about unused items.
  Jun 16 Druzzayne Rika
Nylee
I chase the decoys, fleeting and bright,
A world strewn with toys that dazzle the sight.
Deceptions and games weave through the day,
Till nightfall arrives, and truths slip away.


Something falters, a crack in the core,
Nature’s own riddle, unyielding, unsure.
Kindness must bloom where hardness takes root,
Yet chaos persists, sowing endless dispute.

How does it spin, this unending maze?
Life’s like a box where wild weeds blaze.
Courage, a spark, flares fierce in the space,
Confidence cuts with a savage display.

Nothing grows quick, though time doesn't stand still,
A constant pulse with a shifting will.
Scenes rise and fade, their edges blur,
Moments dissolve, yet their echoes stir.

What would the world be, in scarcity or wealth?
Would birds still carve skies in their boundless health?
Their wings sweep the heavens, a distant flight,
Carving their paths through the endless night.

Destiny runs deeper than surfaces show,
Its layers unfold where dimensions grow.
Beyond what we see, beyond what we trace,
A truth hums alive in the vastness of space.

Divisive tides clash, bold riders hone,
Creeping through shadows that cover the globe.
Somedays bring light, others weigh like stone—
What words can answer when meaning’s unknown?
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