#socity
[Was it always meant to rain?]
Will I ever be like the sky or can the sun set with me?
These are wonders betraying - what is free.
Captivity - the only true freedom with some breeze.
The heat burns. Can anything hear me besides trees?
Even if they cover me - they cannot stand forever.
They rustle - persuading me of a forbidden pleasure.
A fruit left at a branch that picks at my self-will.
Mentioned is how a mere fruit can restore life-thrill.
Will it be worth the risk - though the sky is up above?
Maybe, it's better than gazing on a dream well-slept.
To soar - than count the days I've wept.
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- they were right, I have no more weight to bear.
My days on this planet were counted very little to care-
If the trees became wet in a drizzle of ashed lament.
The trees would've grown frail - as I am well-spent.
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clouds now blow across the sky I once looked up to.
Strangling me in the cotton tendrils I weaved as I withdrew.
The sun is gone and it's cold here - why did I listen?
Everything pours below, drowning the forest canopy.
All my trees uprooted from the ground I stood in.
Was I just living in a dream?
The sky is fading away - and so am I...
- It becomes blue again.
- It was all a passing storm.
and... the rain did not comfort me.
Jan 4
Jan 4, 2026 at 7:04 PM UTC
Dennis the Menace
Turning light, burning berries
Sharing stories of the fairies
Calling its lore,
did you found them on
the fallen shore.
No, they were written on papyrus
By the centuries-old Cytomegalovirus.
Crack-heads smoking *** vivid imaginations are they moral compass.
Bang! Skip to the future
Reaper deeper leader neither speaker
Vocal sounds like a viper
My words **** like a ******
Hideaway from the truth
Put on your shady glasses of confute.
©SARCASTICBONG
Aug 10, 2020
Aug 10, 2020 at 3:47 AM UTC
Thoughtless words are the weapons
of society ,
attacks emotionally
Whose words only last so long,
but a toxic upshot is forever.
©harpreetk1002
Nov 20, 2017
Nov 20, 2017 at 1:31 AM UTC
*So empty and vain
Forced smile on cadaver
Carrying loads of misfortunes
Dead alive and alive when l sleep
Is it life or human design
To hammer my shell
And emerge broken bird
So they can doll me up to play*
Jan 29, 2016
Jan 29, 2016 at 11:55 AM UTC
*?
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**We are growing
as
Wee**
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@ Musfiq us shaleheen*
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Sep 3, 2014
Sep 3, 2014 at 1:20 PM UTC