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Francie Lynch Dec 2015
Donald has a comb-over.
******, a funny moustache.
Hair Donald?
Heil ******!
I despise mentioning ******'s name in a poem.
I despise mentioning Donald's name in a poem.
Matt  Mar 18
Matt Mar 18
I am slowly being driven mad
each decision is made for me
whether it be the clothes I ware
the food I eat
where I go
even the time I sleep
sure from time to time, I get to a bribe to keep me calm
but still just a bribe, not a choice
what am I supposed to do just keep breathing waiting
what I do know is when I'm older ill ware the brightest clothes
I'm going to eat unlimited snacks
and play all night with my friends
A ruler with total power over a country
Jamie Riley  May 2018
A Bad Day
Jamie Riley May 2018
Spine clamped,
vision blurred
And a wheeze
From a choking man.

Brow furrowed
like a guilty dog.

A suicidal dictator.

Theorising misery.

Contented by paralysis.

the past and future
tsunamis of failure
That crush
in every sense
and tense.
PC classic Feb 2016
I went back in time to find not a single soul in sight
the graffiti of empty praises whispered on the wall
In the end no one stands tall

Birds on trees
trees behind fences
by polaroid defences
for the android apocalypse
if there ever was one

I liked it better when we were designed by the paper
A Stubborn biodegradable dictator
ruling the garbage bin

In the company of shadows I miss my mother and friends
Q  Dec 2016
Yeah No
Q Dec 2016
You talk I'll type, no
that's not right
you’re not my dictator and
I'm not your scribe

I love you I hate you
neither seems right
get out of my head since
you're already out of sight

It was your fault it was mine
we laughed I cried
You said you'd be my sun, remember?
but I'd rather hug the night
Äŧül Sep 2018
I shall be the August Landmesser.

Low I shall keep my arm en masse,
Of course I shall not hail the Führer,
Viewing my parents as the dictators,
Expect me they do to forget love of yours.

Yet I shall not comply with their orders,
Of course I shall always love only you,
Until I am successful, rest I shall not.
My HP Poem #1716
©Atul Kaushal
Thomas  Jan 2017
Thomas Jan 2017
As I falter with every step I take,
You'll reach out to grab my trembling body,
I'll remember you in my dreamless dreams,
As the image of your face has been sculpted leaving no freckle behind,

Your presence is not forgotten,
As our mother lashes out,
You'll understand that I can't protect you,
You will cry with me when we are alone,

We have become closer through our insecurities,
Maybe our father will understand,
With his insecurities,

Or will the leash that the dictator holds,
Suppress his brilliant mind,
With the future unsteady,
I will wait my turn,

As my insecurities seize me,
I will place the shades that shadow my eyes,
To protect me from others pain,

You will wonder who I have become,
As I am no longer certain myself,
But my morals are still intact,
Even though my confidence has melted away,

Maybe tomorrow will be better,
With the dictator pointing fingers,
I will emotionally endure the consequences given to myself,

I'll cry for your pain,
From the decisions you made,
Gained through the support that I gave,
As you alone suffer,

This will be my sign of remorse for the pain that is experienced by you,
It's a poem
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