#unfairness
Same womb, same rooftop.
Children grow up quick or late.
Two plants side by side,
Controlled by so-called fate,
Failing to receive the same guide.
Just like one sky, two puffs of cloud
One peacefully silent, another thunders loud.
Unique forms, different treatment,
One blessed by joy, another flooded by rain.
A baby plant grows up by the love of sunlight
Why does another search for the mercy of a flashlight?
Eyes of parents are supposed to look the same,
Yet sight gets blurry behind the golden name.
Maybe equal love is conditional to claim.
Siblings are like two tiny fish in one tank,
Where one is full of life,
another feels blank.
In this unfair world,
One thrives with invisible perfection.
Some of us
are judged
by visible imperfections.
Mar 10
Mar 10, 2026 at 3:26 PM UTC
Devastated
I left the past. Relentless,
I reached the highs of now
With new promises to vow.
I sit and I overthink,
I know I am losing if I blink.
My mind is racing at the speed of light,
I've done too much to prove I'm right.
And I hope it serves you well,
With new words and gossip to sell.
If you sit your head on that pillow at night,
You're the one to sit with yourself and thy spite.
Feb 19
Feb 19, 2026 at 1:07 PM UTC
I trusted you. I really did.
Back then, I was just a kid.
Two years of agony have burned in my soul.
I’m sorry, now why won’t you let me achieve my goal?
You took the freedom from my innocent, wounded hands
Watched my happiness disappear like the infinite grains of sands
Like I’m in a prison, security everywhere
Clutching my fragile heart, with every wound and fear
And you can blame it all on me
But now I won’t even tell you who I want to be
Now I’ve matured, and finally moved on
Why won’t that strictness of you carry on?
Why can’t you be the person I thought you were?
Why can’t you treat me just like her?
Why must I be the person you lash out on?
Why won’t you miss me when I’m gone?
It’s because you took everything, even my personality
Now, I’m a nobody. Just me and your brutality.
Sep 24, 2024
Sep 24, 2024 at 6:39 PM UTC
The king sat upon his throne
Announcing ideas in the gentlest of tone
The people disagreed, and they fought back
But aggression was something the king had lacked
They rioted with pitchforks and torches
The king saw them yell out each night on their porches
And eventually, they set the castle ablaze
The king fled without even being fazed
He found the kindest people under the trees
The opportunity to build a new kingdom he had to seize
The palace could prosper with the right support
Unlike the old one, which could only distort
So he built with the people, leaving his mark
Until his eyesight started to go dark
He woke up in his old, burning palace again
Surrounding by the sound of illogical, angry men
He realized his prosperous castle was only a desire
“It was merely a dream,” he thought, as his skin lit on fire.
Sep 23, 2024
Sep 23, 2024 at 10:42 PM UTC
I am a beast
Contributing to the earth's pollution
Intoxicating soil and financing the royal
If I could gamble to be any other living thing
I'd take a spin on the wheel and hope for death to be my win
Feb 17, 2024
Feb 17, 2024 at 4:00 PM UTC
\+ Inequality is good, a wise friend once divulged
+ It was a good thought that has a hint of truth
+ Why? I asked to uncover its mystery
+ Then he replied, and informed me gleefully
- Perfect liberation is too far to achieve for foolish men,
- In the present times I witness what I believe
- Blissful faces all around and it's probably not their last
- Ain’t we living now in an unequal world with future to trust?
+ I ask, but what about those people lamenting in the dark?
- I’m sorry to tell you bro, in a senseless quest I won’t embark
- Unfairness is when happy people are the cause of their misery
- Which we are a part of, this is ours and that is their destiny
- Of course I won’t impede your stance in this matter
- I believe you ain’t too foolish with your freedom and liberty
- It’s just that some people get what they want on a silver platter
- While some work their ***** of just to receive their miniscule pay
+ I understand my friend that harsh verity
- Harsh? Yeah to some people it is full of cruelty
- That’s why they want to overturn the norms, the world’s ethos
- I admire their courage but that is a matter I don’t intend to poke my nose
+ Speaking of unfairness, I have a thought of mine
+ Why do people complain of what is absent
+ When compared to others they have a lot present
+ Is it because man’s greed knows no confines?
+ And some people grumble about their problems that
+ When compared to other’s crosses are just shallow vats
- If it is what you said then what use is contentment?
- And the second problem’s just like a game in my discernment
- Level by level we are differing with every other
- It is by which our environments determine our given attitude
- A level one complains to a level seven, a higher number
- And a level ten complains to a problem of greater magnitude
- By which sometimes the level ten see level one in annoyance
- For how lucky he is yet grumble of his misfortune
- See, its just a matter of perspective and vision
- Now why are you looking at me in askance?
+ Your logic has something wrong, I’m just pointing out, not debate
+ Why can’t a level ten, over a level 1 problem, grumble?
+ For its just a matter of perspective as you did articulate
+ And if it is the case then what use is the level of the people?
- Hahaha, you got me right my friend
- My view is flawed as I am
- Please do share thy thoughts so all this will end?
- For we have talked till the cows to home, come
+ My friend, I dare not belittle the view you conceive
+ For I think it has a hint of truth, even though with a flaw
+ You have a wisdom that exists only on a chosen few
+ So let me add a bit of my subjective perspective
+ The great may whine of a small barricade
+ The lesser may smile to the towering obstacles ahead
+ In every individual there are many factors of multitude
+ This is what you have missed, the peculiarity of humans
+ Not just discernment,
+ There is also temperament
+ We not only have perspective,
+ There is also attitude that we give
+ Many matter in life, I thus conclude my statement
- So that’s it! Thank you for the enlightenment
- Those factors really do affect our actions
- As long as we are humans, there are no exceptions
- To persist, to cower, to grumble, in traversing the rain
- To take it easy, to seek help or to accomplish it on our own
- Despite all this choices one truth will always remain
- That in life we most likely will reap what we have sown
Mar 20, 2023
Mar 20, 2023 at 10:20 AM UTC
#
If I were an entity..
and the only way
I could have access
to any form
of the word, b e i n g
would only come through
the actualization
of the word, inhabit..
Then, out of a world
of billions,
I would pick you, also.
*"..it passes through waterless places
seeking rest, and does not find it."*
In your beautiful, Everything..
it has found the most
Sweetest of rests, Lovely Angel.
. . .
Problem is..
your so very beautiful Everything
was not placed on Earth,
to be occupied
by anything, other..
*than your own,
so very beautiful..
Everything.*
#
Dec 17, 2021
Dec 17, 2021 at 9:12 PM UTC
There are many things in this life
that you may
need,
want
and the synonyms of such
But bear mind,
That which the Gaia is unfair
for us man
do not always have a white salted beach,
but bear in mind, which is subjective
For even if life gives us
the orchard
the farm
the tree that has been passed down
as life;
we are but just one moment
one moment that makes us wonder
"why is life such a big bruh moment"
Oct 29, 2020
Oct 29, 2020 at 1:19 PM UTC
Smother the Smoldering flare inside.
Simmering, Seething *** kettle scorched black.
Subside wrath, suppress anger, succeed.
Be still.
Coldness, chilling ice, constant hush.
No thoughts, no collateral damage.
Control it. ||How can I help?||
Space, slight, broad.
Inexhaustible darkness with few stars enticed.
Burning, ashes caught in the back of my throat.
Shhhh. ||What are you feeling?||
Boundless frost
Desultory embers.
Be nice, be kind, breathe, exhale.
1, too, 10.
Go to sleep.
Sep 25, 2020
Sep 25, 2020 at 10:15 AM UTC
We all cry from time to time
In between sheets and behind our eyes
When the heaviness of everything weighs on our minds
We scream out in agony these very lines:
How could the world be so unfair to me
When I was born a baby with nothing to share or bring
Yet it placed its weight down on my bare skin
And gave me the sharp end of all it has to give
And while I haven't yet cause any sins to be punished
It made it its business to show me whats ugly
And even though there are those who suffer much deeper
Pain than I have ever come to witness
I know that there are those living abundantly
Who have done things thats deserving of this suffering
I may be no saint but I am no demon either
So lift up your reigns and give me my freedom
Aug 30, 2019
Aug 30, 2019 at 4:40 PM UTC
I'll **** my own pride
to go on this fairytale ride
to become a distressed damsel
to live a life stable
There are no fancy knights alive
no one teaches them what's right
we'll be waiting half our life
then proceed ahead on our right
Little late on this race
there is not enough space
running knowing no better
getting a place whenever
The world not shy to show the unfairness
same status, more the less
crowning someone else the royal prince
it has this same ending long since.
Oct 16, 2018
Oct 16, 2018 at 2:19 PM UTC
1st persona
Inequality is good, a wise friend once divulged
It was a good thought that has a hint of truth
Why? I asked to uncover its mystery
The he replied and informed me gleefully
2nd persona
Perfect liberation is too far to achieve for foolish men,
In the present time I witness what I believe
Blissful faces all around and its probable not their last
And ain’t we living now in an unequal world with future to trust?
1st persona
I ask, but what about those people lamenting in the dark?
2nd persona
I’m sorry to tell you bro, in a senseless quest I won’t embark
Isn’t it those happy people the cause of their misery?
Which we are a part of, this is ours and that is their destiny
Of course I won’t impede your stance in this matter
I believe you ain’t too foolish with your freedom and liberty
It’s just that some people get what they want on a silver platter
While some work their ***** of just to receive their miniscule pay
1st persona
I understand my friend that harsh verity
2nd persona
Harsh? Yeah to some people it is full of cruelty
That’s why they want to overturn the norms, the world’s ethos
I admire their courage but that is a matter I don’t intend to poke my nose
1st persona
Speaking of unfairness, I have a thought of mine
Why do people complain of what is absent
When compared to others they have a lot present
Is it because man's greed knows no confines
And some people grumble about their problems that
When compared to other's crosses are just shallow vats
2nd persona
If it is what you said then what use is contentment?
And the second problem’s just like a game in my discernment
Level by level we are differing with every other
It is by which our environments determine our given attitude
A level one complains to a level seven, a higher number
And a level ten complains to a problem of greater magnitude
By which sometimes the level ten see level one in annoyance
For how lucky he is yet grumble of his misfortune
See, its just a matter of perspective and vision
Now why are you looking at me in askance?
1st persona
Your logic has something wrong, I’m just pointing out, not debate
Why can’t a level ten, over a level 1 problem, grumble?
For its just a matter of perspective as you did articulate
And if it is the case then what use is the level of the people?
2nd persona
Hahaha, you got me right my friend
My view is flawed as I am
Please do share thy thoughts so all this will end?
For we have talked till the cows to home, come
1st persona
My friend, I dare not belittle the view you conceive
For I think it has a hint of truth, even though with a flaw
You have a wisdom that exists only on a chosen few
So let me add a bit of my subjective perspective
The great may whine of a small barricade
The lesser may smile to the towering obstacles ahead
In every individual there are many factors of multitude
This is what you have missed, the peculiarity of humans
Not just discernment,
There is also temperament
We not only have perspective,
There is also attitude that we give
Many matter in life, I thus conclude my statement
2nd persona
So that’s it! Thank you for the enlightenment
Those factors really do affect our actions
As long as we are humans, there are no exceptions
To persist, to cower, to grumble, in traversing the rain
To take it easy, to seek help or to accomplish it on our own
Despite all these choices, one truth remains
That in life we most likely will reap what we have sown
Sep 16, 2018
Sep 16, 2018 at 4:45 AM UTC
Sleepless nights and alcohol
Prolonged days on caffeine and adderall
Running too fast
I'm out of breath
I sit down to recollect myself
Ponder about death
I swallow a breath of fresh air
And think to myself life isn't all that fair
We live to die
And die to live
As I sit there
I realize life is about what I give
I continue about my days
Sometimes I dwell about my thoughts in a negative haze
I destroy all aspects about the world up until this time
And create a new world
A world in which I shine
Duality is essential to the way I live
A black pool of space
Five shining stars thus take that place
A never ending cycle of give and take
A world that isn't fair
And that's more real than it is fake
Jul 14, 2018
Jul 14, 2018 at 6:47 PM UTC
It is curious
that the most wonderful of all
last so little.
When the caterpillar blooms
and begins to revolutionize the world
casting small light to endless darkness
dark haze absorbs the glow into nothing
and the butterfly cycle comes to an end.
There is a small amount of spark
deep down in the nothing
that not even the rulers of this world expect
but with the courage of the soul
another butterfly will burst to life
and rattle the darkness.
Jul 8, 2018
Jul 8, 2018 at 6:42 PM UTC
He stands like a Michelangelo
Statue of David;
Naked, perplexed
Shoulders - flexed
Abdomen, stretched.
In his **** glory
He carries a pitchfork, a warning glare.
Ready to slay Goliath, with his bare snare.
A symbol of strength, youth, beauty
And I must protect his duty.
For he loved me as the stoat loves the hare.
And I loved him as the poor girl that loves the rich, old man.
I all but food for his stomach
A helpless maiden, haunted puppet.
Jun 21, 2017
Jun 21, 2017 at 2:07 PM UTC
I get this feeling
Like I am an Asian
In a Polish body
And I yearn
To be more Asian
^.^
Apr 17, 2017
Apr 17, 2017 at 5:00 AM UTC
From nation to nation
All around the world
The Ruling Class
Though many times outnumbered
By the rest
Sit bathing in the sun
In their Ivory Towers:
Born to Richness
Whilst millions of Poor
Just starve to death.
Hordes and hordes of people,
Without clean water
Or food
Or a stable roof over their heads.
No medicine, or Education, or Anything
That Costs.
Governments give “Aid” to other governments
To “feed the poor”,
But we all know what happens…
What we need is a “Government of The World”,
Or some Benevolent Despot to Rule us all.
Anything must be better
Than the impotent UN
Or these shambolic “nations” –
Puppets of Globalisation.
Revolution threatens –
It often does –
Until the rulers appease us
With token concessions
And brainwash us
Though The Media,
So called “Education”
And Religious Dogma.
When will we learn?
Where is Democracy and Love?
But, bound by Political Correctness,
Woe betide if we Complain.
The Cold War continues,
So all we can do
Is soldier on
For The Common Good.
Paul Butters
Jan 16, 2017
Jan 16, 2017 at 9:15 AM UTC
We had agreed to meet up today
I called you twice
But you didn't pickup
Earlier this evening I called
We talked
I asked what happened to our agreement
You said "were we supposed to meet today? Hahaha oh yeah we were"
My heart tore
The art got destroyed
Then you went on by saying that you had forgotten and tis not important
Wow all this time I thought that I was important to you
You still went on by saying you will make it up to me
This is how you thank me after all I've been through and done for you huh
I forgot about making myself happy by ensuring that you're happy
I don't know
Maybe I'm just the girl who has to ensure that you are where you're supposed to be and that's it
All my the me investing my time and self will be enjoyed by someone else
This is so unfair
If this is love then I don't ever wanna love again
Maybe I'm wrong
I shouldn't have shown you my home
Now you know where I sleep
If I knew I wouldn't let you in
Now my pillow is soaked with my tears
Oh nothing could ever fix a dented soul
Jun 24, 2016
Jun 24, 2016 at 2:31 PM UTC
It is difficult to be a man,
For I am not a typical one.
It is hard for me to go on,
There’s a secret that pulls me.
I loathe when my memories strike,
They hit emotionally with might.
I struggle so much to survive,
In a world so deaf towards my cries.
I look at a He and my heart convulses,
For I recall a He who gave me kisses.
I was young, forced and naïve,
I fought but He was much stronger.
Society might tell that I’m gay,
For I let a man violated me in a way.
But I’m not a ***** and I’m sure,
I play a role for which others envy.
When I was a teen I met her,
I admired her even if she’s older.
I was then shy and very timid,
With mental and emotional scars.
I thought of her as a dear friend,
Then she turned to be my worst fiend.
One instance she forced herself on me,
And used things that hurt me so.
A girl’s tactics differ from the stronger ***
Tears she used first and blackmail next.
She was cunning, sly and very clever,
She stole my pride and my dignity.
My fears now mixed with anger,
My determinations got bolder.
I still cry and sometimes get lonely,
Like any other victim I want to fight.
I can not shout to the whole nations,
For societies will scorn at my declamation.
Both sexes forgot that I have feelings too,
I am also made of flesh, bones and spirit.
I am not proud of what I become,
Within me clouding reasons try to calm.
My desire is to win this battle to the end,
I am capable of vulnerability like any human.
But where does my right begin?
This universe has compassion for women.
The likes of me are expected to be steel made,
Yet I have feelings too for I am just a man.
Oct 30, 2015
Oct 30, 2015 at 9:42 PM UTC
How can we eat while others starve?
How can we sleep at night while others don't have a place to sleep?
How can we deny help facing those who lost everything?
Saying we don't have the funds
Yet we waste food and money.
Locking out those who are desperate for help
Closing our eyes
On which point did humanity die?
Sep 14, 2015
Sep 14, 2015 at 1:15 AM UTC
Do not be sad
when time has betrayed you
because,
dogs have always danced
on the bodies of lions.
Do not think
their dance gives them power,
for dogs stay dogs
and lions stay lions.
Lions die
out of hunger
while dogs eat
lavish meat.
Those ignorant
sleep on silk
while the wise
sleep on dirt.
Yet,
in the end
dogs stay dogs
and lions stay lions.
May 8, 2015
May 8, 2015 at 2:55 PM UTC
As pure as water can be, in an affluent and wealthy country,
My soul has a Cornelian dilemma when it comes to purity.
How can we be good people when we live so easily?
Innocents are dying of thirst and I take a bath every other day.
Does it really count if one buys organic and fair-trade items,
When it is that easy, that accessible, and they are still hungry over there?
But what else are we allowed to do, that is not too compelling?
What can our money do, when all it does now constrain others?
I try every day to be as good, as pure, as I am able to
Though I still feel futile, small... and unrealistically optimistic.
May 4, 2015
May 4, 2015 at 2:06 PM UTC