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TheMystiqueTrail Sep 2018
Roller coaster...
it propels you to the zenith of ecstasy
to hurl you surlily to the pits of agony.

It mocks your senses,
turns your sensibilities upside down,
pounds your heart to panic bewilderment.

It dishevels your tranquillity,
shoves you to a hysteric frenzy,
pushes you into the dark world of insanity.

Still, we cherish the thrill of its madness,
outwit each other
to jump on the bandwagon
that takes us to the holes of delusion!
Gabriel burnS Feb 2018
the stones are thrown
the flock transforms
from sheep to wolves
to eat their own
...sheep transform to wolves to satisfy the purpose of judgment through inhumane unification of perception, achieved by the compromise of willing desensitization...
Zik Malleaux Nov 2016
What's your headline for the week?
What's your game-plan this time?

What cause are you fighting for?
Grab your bullhorn and get in line.

What bandwagon are you riding on?
What views are you speaking now?

What protest will you picket?
What new beliefs have you found?

Tell me why you fully commit
to things that normally wouldn't mean ****
Speaking about this, that, and those
Issues-of-the-month is the life you've chose.
You can't seem to embrace your past
So now you're a bandwagon type-cast

What's your overall goal here?
What's in this for you?

What possibly would make you change?
Which life are you going to choose?


Why are you lying to yourself?
Why do you keep up this rouse?

Why am I even caring?
It's been 8 years since I loved you.
Sarah Michelle Oct 2015
Tell mother I found my way
and this time I'll stay

Tell insegnante I've got something to say
and it all still sounds the same
but I'm saying it my way

Tell my favorite songs
I think they're too long
because they contain
more than what I've seen

Yell at the devil for being too loud,
leaving me deaf, though I hear
well enough, and tell him I've heard,
well, enough of his cliche,
heavy metal crowd

Yell at the band wagon
Tell it to stop for an oil change,
and make sure it never rides again
Its passengers have something to say,
though they don't want to stay
but they don't want to go away,
though their noses are too long,
and there's no fire in their song

Tell them to say it their way
though they want to runaway
from their minds and from their hearts
while never growing apart
They can't have the best of both worlds
My mind curls

to the beat of its own bongos
and shades of pink and red and black
I find I don't lack

firm ground,
but am more abundant in frowns
sometimes more abundant in smiles.
Depends on the weather.

After  the people leave, that's when
I know where I've come,
how far I've come back to them

So tell my best friend I'm still intact
Tell the crowd I'm not out-of-whack
Tell my favorite songs I've turned them into facts
Tell all poets their words aren't to blame
Tell mother that I'm okay
Aniseed Jun 2015
I must never lose sight of myself
Lest my heart churns thoughts
Into poison
And everyone into a villain.
Sometimes you see yourself much differently than how other people see you.
Aniseed Mar 2015
What in the world is a ten word poem, anyway?

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