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Simone13 Jul 2020
I am tired
I am young in my bones
And empty in my heart
My mind feels hungry
But my head feels broken

I don’t belong here
The future seems scheduled
And my life on repeat
The days feel empty
Nothing has meaning

I wish I was old
To see the bigger picture
live in the past when it had meaning
To miss the things I took for granted
But mostly to forget this world
A world filled with nothing
This poem is about life today. Where young people are pressured by a cruel and uncaring world. A world that destroys some young minds and empties their hearts , at a young age. That they wish they could be like their elders who finally understands life and the confusion of it all.
Dayda Jul 2020
You amaze me
You really do

With your selfishness
Your lies
Your exaggerations
With your vivid imagination

You amaze me
You really do

With your cruelty
Your evilness
Your irresponsibility
With your self victimisation

You amaze me
You really do
Stop self victimisation. Stop lying. Stop making up stories. Stop.
Lia Jul 2020
Art
I am so sick of this world

where everything seems to be twirled.

Ruled by hatred, egoism and selfishness

nothing more, nothing less.

You and Me, don't we both have a beating heart?

Can't you see that this is art?

You and Me.

We are art.
Spread more love in this broken world!
Sohini Jun 2020
She
She was a nightmare
To the lives of Normals,
Normals who were cruel
Normals who were abnormal.
They could feel her
But never sense her.

She was a mystery
To the members of the living,
Living like scared cats
Living like the Dead.
They thought she was
An imagination,
But she was a phoenix
Who rose above the living.

She was a Goddess
To the suffered,
Suffered who were kept silent
Suffered who were suppressed.
They thought she fought for herself,
But she fought for them
Against the Normals,
The Livings,
And the Evils.
Word farer Jun 2020
What have I turned into
Even my mirror has stopped giving me a clue
Getting disturbed even at the slightest noise
Only dark room and silence has become my choice
Irritation and secrecy has taken place
With just unbearable pain in my heart's case
Tearing and swollen eyes
With a smile that is just illusionised
Tightened lips which have no desire to talk
I have understood it's just path of misery on which I have to walk
One corner sitting alone with headphones on
Wasn't the thought I even thought of when I was born
Today I find nothing that could help me enjoy
I'm just stuffing in all the things in myself  just as cotton in a soft toy
Pain can neither be expressed in words nor in paint
It's just an emotion which with time NEEDS to FAINT!
How had this happen? How I couldn't feel anything ..how I couldn't understand what was going... ONLY ONE ANS TO THESE QUESTIONS...I WAS IN LOVE DAMID!!! I WAS ******* UP IN LOVE SOO MUCH I COMPLETELY FORGOT :- MATERIALISTIC IS THE WORLD I'M LEAVING IN..🙆
Shiv Pratap Pal Jun 2020
They are so much cunning and cruel
Yet they possess, intelligence and smartness
Yes, they are filled with over confidence
They are absolutely shameless too

Don’t you feel my dear?
They don't have any sort of fear
They are beating us, hitting us
And we are helplessly watching them

They are neither allowing us to weep
Not they are letting us to cry loud
They are snatching our source of livelihood
They are looting our meagre savings too

They are boring bigger holes in our pockets
By their powerful invisible technological drills
Selling all sorts of stuff they use to produce
Drugs, sanitizers, hand washes and what not

They are asking to keep our ugly mouth fully shut
By putting beautiful, colourful and fancier masks
They are not letting us to meet our friends
They are not letting us to share our meals

They are not allowing us to share our views
They are not allowing us to share our thoughts
With any of our friend, relatives and fellow citizens
They are just telling us to follow whatever they say

They are throwing ******* and garbage on us
In the name of science, health and hygiene
There appears to be not much science
In their so call science and modern science

Shamelessly they proclaim to be our saviours
Saving us from the army of an invisible enemy
Although existence of any such army is doubtful
But their intentions are doubtful and doubtful

If any such invisible army of enemy really exists?
It may have been raised and owned by them only
To **** the lives of all the other fellow humans on earth
And to fulfil their greed and lust for power and money

They are planning to inject in our bodies
Some drugs, chemical or any such thing
They will even charge money for that
And try to fill their everlasting greed

I wonder, who they are?
God, Demi Gods or the Devils
Or they are just a band of inhuman
Resembling a band of nasty humans

Do they really have some superpower?
Or they are just a bunch of ugly parasites?
Trying to draw everything from our lives
Just to feed himself and to recreate his own life
A poem from the point of view of  conspiracy theorists.
"Time"
Time can be cruel,
it waits for who it chooses,
other's it refuses,
It drags on by,
for some who are in sorrow and pain,
for some it moves quickly,
when finally happiness is their gain,

Time has a mind of it's own,

who it picks or why is unknown,
For some, time goes by kindly slow,
when their lives hold happiness,
it stops to let it grow,
it'll fly...
they don't suffer before they die,
Time is no particular friend of mine,
Purposely dISrUPting this life,
that I've always known.
~SacredInkedBlood
@©Author Ven J. Arnold
June 2029
From my experience I've found TIME, to be a purposeful enemy to some, but I don't understand it. Why does it not go slower for some who are having happiness but for other's it'll slow down so they can smell the roses longer. It punishes some while giving other's privileges.
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