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nico papayiannis Jul 2016
I am slowly dying to the sound of the repetitive

Its eerie sounds that arise from the speculative

The abuse the horror, the sheer magnitude of irrationality

Compassion is awol, anger and frustration are the new military

Mediocre, all sent from a joker

A twisted mind of devious deeds

Injecting the venom that maliciously breeds

And all the while

The drug infused societies , sit back and smile

Main lining base hypocrisy

The blind visions of a world of wealth and its vile atrocity

I am slowly dying

My brains are frying

Sickened by the dependency of a world so enthralled with the current state of affairs

Its no wonder the folk that line our streets and fields , do so with empty hearts and blank anonymous stares
nico papayiannis Jul 2016
Defy understanding
A problem upon which
My thoughts have been expanding
I know of faith and its conundrums
I know of drugs and their hallucinations

Understanding forgotten
As you embrace the deception of your perception
The words you hear spoken with divinity
They take you into a trance-like tranquility
And much like the hypnotised
You'll take anything pre-described

Knowledge disputed
Science rebutted
So many debates
Too many aggressive complaints
Agree to disagree
Shake hands and walk away free

To defy understanding
Is to deny the facts,
simple truths that simple folk like to simply ignore
Maybe the inner soul of mine is dark ,
deranged and destitute
Tied and shackled to another institute
Perhaps my eyes have opened to the need
for something more substantial
And not just wallowing
in the realms of the circumstantial
nico papayiannis Jul 2016
As life is played out before your very eyes ,
will you grow to love
will you loathe and despise

The way forward unknown so take with you all that you may require
To be submerged though can only help your dreams dissipate like wildfire
Should you arm yourself with experience, insight and intrigue
Will you accept a truth unknown and bear witness to a mind dying of fatigue

The darkness deepens
The road steepens
Does a voice give you the energy to move
A guiding hand to help smoothe
Is it you and your inner strength that brings light
Who stands beside you when it's time to fight

Seeds are sown
On a path unknown
Walk the ways of so many before
Take yourself through an unopened door
nico papayiannis Jul 2016
My love
It is my weakness
It is the ammunition
It will furnish the fashion
You will hurt
Your heart will break
To another you should take
The love you have left

The dust settles
Some time has passed
No more questions asked
You now smile with no frown
And your love is not tied down

Now we are free
but there is still pain for me
The pain I have given and the selfish one that I now feel in my solitude
A day to forget the day it was your love I chose to exclude
nico papayiannis Jun 2016
There is no real doubt
In or out,
Still some over privileged will shout
Commands and demands
Life, its just a levy
A burden so heavy
You can have plans and dreams
So long as they fall within the takers schemes
You can exercise your freedom of speech
Into the psyche of the rich and powerful it will never reach
This world is not mine , its not yours
It seems to belong to those of another cause
A global system of corruption
Of mass manipulation
Never has this been just some artistic assumption
nico papayiannis Jun 2016
Locked in a box
In the room of a flat
On the 18th floor            
Of high rise block seven

A light shines dim
Through a dusty pane
Of forgotten social dreams

Crying for the pain
That lives in the box
Of sadness and solitude

Beauty sleeps
In a parallel dimension
The adjacent dwelling
Unprovoked
With its telepathic tendencies

Death walks in
Birth falls asleep

This air that feeds
Soothes and prolongs
It burns and rapes
All day long
nico papayiannis Jun 2016
Its like a theory
And I can't take it too seriously
My resistance
To an existence
A life of blind deaf and dumb
From my toes upwards, slowly numb

People rushing away with thoughts
of how we should be organised
into containerised species
Nothing better
than your own choice of incarceration
and a menu full
of Michelin five star rated faeces

A box of goodies,
all labelled quite clearly,
'this ones not for you, please pick again'

So as the world invents the reason to define,
as they give to us purpose
via a responsible methodical
tried and tested path
I will endeavour on my own ,
pay as much attention to the system
as it pays to me,
and remember to always
smile and laugh,
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