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wanted to write a darker peom. please give me some feedback*

I see you dessicated
Falling dying
You become one with the earth, your body sinking into
Like the titanic into sea

I fall with you
We fall as one
United forever
Even at the end
For eternity
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 Oct 2017 Shruti Atri
Lior Gavra
When a tweet, no longer comes from a bird.
A message, no longer written in words.
A picture, determines your current worth.
A swipe, is not for payments against earns.

Your world, no longer restricted to earth.
Your voice, can control your universe.
Games, without company, a box.
Books, used to be written, forgot.

Love was in letters, not characters.
Eyes looked straight, not down.
Communication, in touch were sound.
Reactions, were not button frowns.

Food shared, not delivered.
Noise surrounded, not muted.
Hands shaken, not email awaken.
The world was claimed, but not hidden.

An automated world,
not an automated me.
 Oct 2017 Shruti Atri
One man
Live true
Be you



© One man
Short and sweet
 Oct 2017 Shruti Atri
Melissa S
When the last person living
Takes their last breath
Stares down the darkness
and meets their hour of death
Birds will not cease singing
The trees will still grow
The tide will still pull
and the wind will still blow
The sun will still come out
As will the moon
The leaves will still sprout
and the flowers still bloom
It is only our arrogance
Which makes us think we
are at the axis of all
That we touch and see
Life will go on without us
Year after year
We will just become the people
That once lived here
 Oct 2017 Shruti Atri
Imran Islam
I am only one, just alone
I have no family, no one
I have no work, no house
I have no kids, no spouse
I have had everything but all are gone!

I am only one and just alone
I have no friends, not even one
I have no skies, no lands
I have no help, no hands
I have had everything but all are gone!

I am only one and just alone
I have no relatives, no one
I have no hopes, no dreams
I have no oceans, no breams
I have had everything but all are gone!

I am only one and just alone
I have no companies, not even one
I have no place, no address
I have no peace, no happiness
I have had everything but all are gone!

I am only one and just alone
I have no neighbors, not even one
I have no goals, no desires
I have no food, no dress
I have had everything but all are gone!

I am only one, just alone
I have no helpers, not even one
I have no powers, no ideas
I have no voice, no eyes
I have had everything but all are gone!

I am only one, just alone
I have no supporters, not even one
I have no health, no frontage
I have no field, no stage
I have had everything but all are gone!

I am only one, just alone
I have no partners, not even one
I have no sun, no morning
I have no moon, no lighting
I have had everything but all are gone!

I have had everything but all are gone!
Where is my wealth, where is my house
Where are my children, where is my spouse
Where is my love, where is my regime
Nothing is left without the retirement home!
Everything I need to close, I evoke everyone!
 Mar 2017 Shruti Atri
Molly
****
isn't always dark alleys
and whistles
and pepper spray.
It isn't always
a stranger,
they don't always
look dangerous.
Whether it is
your boyfriend
or your teacher
or your uncle,
they are no longer on your side.
This is your attacker.
Do not be silent.
Do not be afraid to make a scene.
Whether it is a movie theatre
or a street corner
or your bedroom,
yell,
scream,
curse,
bite,
spit,
let no resonate from your lungs
so they cannot say they didn't hear you.
Send him home,
tell your parents,
tell your friends,
tell the police.
****
is not always
drunk men outside bars
or keys clenched between white knuckles.
Sometimes **** is silent.
Do not be silenced.
 Mar 2017 Shruti Atri
rs
men ask us
"what is a **** culture?"

when a woman's "no"
enters through the mind of a man and comes out as
"convince me"
that is a **** culture

when i cannot walk down the streets at night
without my keys between my fingers
that is a **** culture

when a victim is blamed
and a criminal is sympathized with because
"he had such a bright future"
that is a **** culture

when he was an adult and i was a child
and you dare to ask me what i was wearing
that is a **** culture

so if you're asking me
"what is a **** culture"
i will tell you

*it is our ******* culture
~~
Then went out of the way
Address not found
Didn't and couldn't be called
want to reach you

I came across a horizon
Evening came down
Heard, you exist behind the sun
Not to fear cause you made
In the dark,
Anyone can't see you
Even not me too

However I wish
I will get
Dark come down as your rules
Find you
Find the road
Randomly
Restlessly

Am I in the same place
Or moving towards any of the
I close my eyes in the dark
Thought I'm black
I have mixed up the dark

Open my eyes and can't see myself
My weight is decreased
Going up into the air
Increasing the speed, have felt cool
Where am I going
Heard something vague
Slowly
More speed increases
I see a mystic haze
I go to the land of conscious to the unconscious

But I can't understand
My chest is open
Is to operate on me
Putting something else on the heart
Sent back to conscious

Yet I have not seen
But hear you!
See the haze again,
In the Songs of dark!
~~
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