#subdue
Poverty,
The losing end of a lottery
Forced to sustain a thread bare society
Manufacture a rivalry
But first get 'em use to seeing it on TV
Cosplay as naturally
There goes the humanity
Can't find neighborly
No comradery
Acceptance the oddity
Just, "single file please" to the factory
Talk back and be privy
To the reality of free
Copy, paste, delete, recopy
The definition of insanity
The loss in every "VICTORY!"
Is plain to see
But the pillow mints are complimentary
Subdued easily
Simply
Like smoke to a bee
The screen hides the real you and me
Dec 29, 2024
Dec 29, 2024 at 3:54 PM UTC
City stretching wide,
Touching on every side.
Buildings so high,
They look beyond the sky.
Space a playground of travel,
So vast it can only baffle.
Time a never ending maze;
We can subdue every phase.
May 30, 2020
May 30, 2020 at 10:04 AM UTC
Their obsession to conquer.
Their ancient desire to subdue.
They utilize every opportunity;
And stamp me with their shoe.
A fact they should have known.
Long ago I lost all my ******
With the passage of time.
I have turned into dead dust.
Calmness is all what I needed.
Only if they had left me alone.
Like dust I would settled down.
Without force subdued on my own.
However, they stamp me repeatedly.
Big-chested, Arrogant guys!
But the more they stamp me,
The more like dust I rise.
Jan 23, 2016
Jan 23, 2016 at 11:19 AM UTC
Debate your fate
Dont subdue to the hate
Give back a fight
With all your might
Free yourself
From the ever imprisoning gate
And walk towards hope
The shining light
Sep 21, 2014
Sep 21, 2014 at 6:09 AM UTC
Speak to me of your daily whims
Of your recurring nightmares
Of your vague dreams
Of your subdued thoughts
Speak to me of the blinding sunlight
Of the watchful moon
Of the loquacious stars
Of the mendacious night sky
Speak to me of the blossoming flowers
Of the condescending trees
Of the dainty birds
Of the cool breeze
Speak to me of unsung novels
Of the rejected songs
Of the smashed guitars
Of the obnoxious trumpets
Speak to me of your distant memories
Of your hopeless aspirations
Of your unappreciated efforts
Of your seemingly insignificant presence
Speak to me of taboo perspectives
Of shunned personalities
Of existing gods
Of modern society
Speak to me of the inexplicable suffering
Of your death desires
Of your unheard cries
Of your weakening heart
Speak to me of unending love
Of blazing flames
Of transient emotions
Of eternal scars
Speak.
Speak to me.
Please speak to me.
Speak to me of anything.
I need to hear your voice.
The silence is unsettling.
Aug 11, 2014
Aug 11, 2014 at 9:30 AM UTC