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Luca Scarrott Oct 2024
Tripping over myself, bleeding myself out
trying to confine myself
to the confines of your categories, the cages
that barricade us in. I have rapidly outgrown them and
now they splinter skin.
When should I begin to cry out?
I have seen others leave it too late —
their bodies impaled by cold, hard metal
their organs pooling on the floor, their hearts’ still beat
once, twice,
they stop.
Is it possible to shrink? tweezer out the splinters
before I am spilt
pull out my own bones until I fit.
Hypocritical to myself I encourage the cries of relief
as the brave ones
break free —
Will I be consumed? Or will I break
out
sometimes the pressures of fitting into the categories that society tries to shove us into can get overwhelming whether that's: cliques in the school setting, family expectations, gender roles, racial stereotypes, sexuality stereotypes, even the trivial desires to fit a specific aesthetic. We are categorized in a multitude of different ways, and I often struggle to see where I fit in, who am I within and without these categories? Do they (the categories) help or hinder us? This poem is about the latter, the dangers of categories, stereotypes, and expectations that mold our existence.
TR3F1LD Oct 2024
li̲ke what one better
do before going on a hI̲ke, sim.
to that c#cks#cking spineless oppressor
known for bunker-hiding
having bo[ɑ]nds with crI̲me rings
government-budget-trifling
ruling-term-limit-nullifying; sto[ɑ]p, that's
no[ɑ]t it; go[ɑ]tten sidetracked
like a trolley; I̲'m gon' wind back
like what one better
do before going hiking, mind weather
is sort of lame: mostly storm & rain
[anger & mirthlessness]
as before, for this world's insane
plagued by corruption-sparked crime
[according to ocindex.net, worldwide organized crime level]
[rose from 4.87 in 2021 to 5.03 in 2023]
just like the emergence place
of the Dark Knight
[Gotham City]
and the realness of yours remains
something between a nocturnal phase
of a solar day (murk) & an urbanscape
when it's fa[ɔ]ll in reign (gray)
like aqua drO̲[ɑ]ps desc—
—ending fro[ʌ]m skies; sometimes
["falling rain"]
your attic gets overta'en
by go[ɑ]ddamn darkness
like in horror games
or films; dark 'nough you
would no[ɑ]t mind to
watch this world get destroyed in flames
which sounds like the Joker case
[the Alfred's quote about the Joker from "The Dark Knight"]
["some men just want to watch the world burn"]
and, in fact, is a scene sO̲ **** great
and worth slaying for, given, like a person blamed
no longer for a fau[ɔ]lt he made
["forgiven"]
how badly this world's depraved
by the wicked; all the anti-fascist discourse
conveyed by me, like an ******* act, in the course
["*******"]
of a bit more than twain
years; like a deserted place
it's about to be void; I'd say
sim. to Wild West bad boys, I fave
black hats (the hell?); but, of **** course, when they
wind up in stirs, or slain
or in some other misfortune state (ha-ha)
like the country with that Kim **** in reign
[North Korea]
a grim, morbid frame
of mind; read that sick verse I laid
as a part of "POAA" &, before it's late
["punishment of an autocrat" ]
consider reaching a go[ɑ]ddamn asylum
as for the destruction piece, 'course, it ain't
the whole world, but org. crI̲me bands & tyrants
along with loyal aides
of theirs that deserve the fate
mentioned; for, you see, a[ɔ]ll that they
regard highly's riches, which is low
as hell & pretty typical
[it's not money itself that's the problem]
[the problem is the love of money, which (especially when obsessive)]
[as it's known, is a root of nigh-on all kinds of evil]
this world deserves a better breed of criminal
the breed of individual
who'd be ge[ɪ]tting rid of those egotistic rogues
[by "a better breed of criminal", I mean vigilantes]
[the scene from "The Dark Knight"]
[where the Joker sets a money pile aflame with the following words]
["all you care about is money; this town deserves a better class of criminal"]
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this world's sick as heedless folks
in pre-middle ages; the wicked means proposed
is a part of a needed serial
treatment of this fierce disease provoked
by a lack/loss of a syst. of principles (corruption)
and known as injustice (global injustice)
when there is nil or low
commitment from good people, evil grows
["kneel"]
["the only thing necessary for the triumph of evil is for good men to do nothing"]
"a morbid rhymefall" by TR3F1LD (TRFLD) is licensed under CC BY-NC-SA 4.0 (to view a copy of this license, visit creativecommons.org/licenses/by-nc-sa/4.0)

If you're sick of everything, starting from mirthless daily stuff & ending with the way this world is, use the gesture of fingers organized (like mafia) in the pistol-like manner & pointed to your temple as a self-designation sign. Use it while in public spots & in online publications, maybe you'll find or be found by like-minded individuals.
Pojamusic Oct 2024
There is a rain, but ain't no sunshine,
a lot of clouds and darker everywhere,
but you are here, yes you are mine
in every day, when I can see you here.

You are my day, you are my night,
you are my sunshine, you are my moon,
when it is dark, you are my light,
if you ´re not here, I´ll see you soon.

You give me beauty, but never give me tears,
I am so happy every day, my love,
you take my sorrow, send away my fears,
that all the worries will forever gone.

You are my day, you are my night,
you are my sunshine, you are my moon,
when it is dark, you are my light,
if you ´re not here, I´ll see you soon.

In every day I see the sunshine in youre eyes,
I try to do my best to keep it every day,
and every time, when I see you cry,
you know I´m here for you in every way.

- Tarmo Selter -
2024
Pojamusic Oct 2024
We have our nights,
we have our days,
we have our fights
in any ways,

We always love each other.
I'm always here for you, my love,
I really love you, honey,
I always wait, when you are gone,
until you wait for me.

We do some things
we always want,
but sometimes you refuse,
if you really, really can't,
I understand, my muse.

You are there,
so far from me
and I am here,
just wait, till we
always be together.

We always love each other.
I'm always here for you, my love,
I really love you, honey,
I always wait, when you are gone,
until you wait for me.

- Tarmo Selter -
2024
Pojamusic Oct 2024
When I´m on my way,
I really can't see everything,
just different people in different situations.

Then I can truly say,
"do everything yourself and
don´t hope of anyone in your decisions."

Your life is yours, not anyone else´s,
It is youre life, you always know,
and what you do, depends yourself,
no matter what the others say now.

I have my own life,
my loved ones too,
I hope they are always happy in their life.

If your´e on my side,
You will see it soon,
we all try to follow different lines.

Your life is yours, not anyone else´s,
It is youre life, you always know,
and what you do, depends yourself,
no matter what the others say now.

Your life is yours, not anyone else´s,
It is youre life, you always know,
and what you do, depends yourself,
no matter what the others say now.

- Tarmo Selter -
2024
Pojamusic Oct 2024
The day is gone
the evening ends,
I see every star
in your eyes
you smile at me
we will be here
tonight all night,
until morning light.

When I see you smile,
the world is smiling too
there's no way to hide,
our nights are bright as the moon.
You look at me, my girl,
I´m looking at you
yes, you are my world,
my sun and moon.

In every day you are
always with me
we walk, we chat
together here
day by day
the days will be months,
in every way
years will come soon.

When I see you smile,
the world is smiling too
there's no way to hide,
our nights are bright as the moon.
You look at me, my girl,
I´m looking at you
yes, you are my world,
my sun and moon.

- Tarmo Selter -
2024
Pojamusic Oct 2024
If you are smiling,
You bring me peace of happines,
and if you're laughing,
you have my life, no more or less
we are together,
Even if you are so far,
you are my women,
I really think that it is love...

Like you have seen
this happy smile from my face,
If you are with me,
It doesn't matter, if it is late,
I hold your hand now
Even if there is so cold
And I don't know, how
You are the one, who takes my soul...

There's so much fun,
If we are spending time together
And if we run,
The whole world seems to be so small then,
you and me
will never wait until it ends,
We always see,
There isn't time for us to spend...

- Tarmo Selter -
2024
Deepika M Oct 2024
You tell me how i should live
You tell me what i should dream
You tell me what i should do in my life
Yet isn't it my life
Isn't i am the one who is going to live
Even after you leave me alone here
Then shouldn't i be the one who decide my dreams.
Don't let them decide your dreams
Dreams are meant to be followed
I would rather be a lone wolf than a sheep in a flock
Is there anyone who didn't listen to others and followed their dreams?
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