"absurdism" poems
abolitionism
absenteeism
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academicism
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acrotism
actinism
activism
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ageism
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allelism
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anabaptism
anabolism
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antiblackism
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antielitism
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antihumanism
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antiracism
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antirationalism
antirealism
antireductionism
antiritualism
antiromanticism
antiterrorism
aphorism
apocalypticism
apocalyptism
archaism
asceticism
assimilationism
associationism
asterism
astigmatism
asynchronism
atavism
atheism
athleticism
atomism
atonalism
atropism
atticism
autecism
authoritarianism
autism
autoecism
autoeroticism
autoerotism
automatism
automorphism
baalism
baptism
barbarianism
barbarism
behaviorism
biblicism
bibliophilism
bicameralism
biculturalism
bidialectalism
bilateralism
bilingualism
bimetallism
biologism
bioregionalism
bipartisanism
bipedalism
biracialism
blackguardism
bogyism
bohemianism
bolshevism
boosterism
bossism
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bromism
brutism
bruxism
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cabalism
caciquism
cambism
cannibalism
capitalism
careerism
casteism
catabolism
catastrophism
catechism
cavalierism
centralism
centrism
ceremonialism
charism
charlatanism
chauvinism
chemism
chemotropism
chimaerism
chimerism
chrism
chromaticism
cicisbeism
cinchonism
civicism
civism
classicism
classism
clericalism
clonism
cockneyism
collaborationism
collectivism
colloquialism
colonialism
colorism
commensalism
commercialism
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communism
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conceptualism
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confessionalism
conformism
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consumerism
controversialism
conventionalism
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cosmism
cosmopolitanism
cosmopolitism
countercriticism
counterculturalism
counterterrorism
creationism
credentialism
cretinism
criticism
cronyism
cryptorchidism
cryptorchism
cubism
cultism
cynicism
czarism
dadaism
dandyism
defeatism
deism
demonism
denominationalism
despotism
determinism
deviationism
diabolism
diamagnetism
May 12, 2017
May 12, 2017 at 12:16 PM UTC
autonomous memetic devices
mewling absurdism after absurdism
incognito the non-sequiturs substantiate
administrative staff of the regaling suppositories
for all the good they will do you
you might as well shove them up your ****
Mar 16, 2016
Mar 16, 2016 at 1:39 AM UTC
kiss my sorry *** and imagine
a differential. divide it by two,
see? this will give you the
circumference of existential
convulsion; you will see past
the freaky book you can't read
for lack of knowing and how
absurdism scares you if you
believe it. that's why you dropped
The Myth of Sisyphus part-way
through cuz what came to mind
with all the drippy Dali-mentalscape
spa of shread-dread WHATSyness!
was Camus coming to so many a pessimists
ending he had to turn it last second to say
'but in the end, we must assume that
Sisyphus is happy' and all you see in your
minds-eye is pursuit of this absurdist
paradise for nervous thought-drawn chain
-smokers is a gun to your head with one
last glance at the ocean.
Feb 19, 2014
Feb 19, 2014 at 2:21 AM UTC
Into all this absurdism
I find myself wondering
Why I´m trying to understand
The non-existence of everything?
Watching some clouds
Empty spaces
By the light of the moon
Writing nonsense words
Mindfuck mind
Wake up and make a peep
Drop words between the lines
Why am I still here?
Strange ideas in my head
Writing my blues
Nice ride above us
Still showing more clues
Taking a walk on my deep side
Enjoying this ride
Psychedelic intercessions
Still open my mind wide
Nothing is enough
I can´t decide
Feelings and lines rough
What I wanna write
Looking for the meaning of nothing
Tasting more wine
Am I losing my senses?
It is Braking my mind
Seeking for a spiritual meaning
Waiting for sign of divine
Seeing my mind shining
Lost and blind
Falling in the middle of words
Deeply vibrant sense
Meaning of nothing
Suspension without suspense
Height intense
Verses are meaningless
Looking for the meaning of nothing
Again it makes a little zero sense
Nov 3, 2017
Nov 3, 2017 at 11:44 PM UTC
I consider myself fortunate, that I discovered absurdism at eighteen. It seems to me, one of those things, discovered in old age when you wish then, you could go back and do all differently. I don't have that, I am free to live the absurd life, maybe I will feel I should have lived otherwise, when I am old. But absurdism makes sense, for right now. I've tried religion, I was scapegoating, putting my problems onto a deity rather than taking responsibility. I suppose, I must live. And we will see.
Jul 25, 2017
Jul 25, 2017 at 5:51 AM UTC
we become accustomed to the brainwashed idea of what living is,
working more hours than time we spend with those we love,
to come home empty-handed with a sour face.
happiness is thought to be a piece of paper
that gets you places and things.
but is that illusion of materialism true to rid of desolation?
solace lies within
and contentment takes time.
let not our distraction of mortality wave us from seeing the good,
but our dualism let us see the meaningless of every day.
our moments are fleeting,
and will one day be forgotten.
what we smiled for, cried for, and died for,
will one day lose its meaning.
is this pessimism?
or is it truth?
is it objective thinking,
refusing to believe that
we are anything substantial?
one day they will laugh at our irrelevancy.
for people come and go,
and what is today,
will one day be in ruins.
Oct 22, 2014
Oct 22, 2014 at 9:26 AM UTC
We consider impossible possibilities
and read from a dictionary of abstract words
and try to grasp intangible ideas.
its a perplexing and troublesome thing
Altruism, Absurdism, Animism
A constant clamor of chaos
Word words words
Only in context can you understand
But how could I ever be sure?
You hear it, but could you ever know?
Does Idividualism, instrumentalism, Intellectualism
Mean anything to you?
Even if it does
there’s a gap in perceptions
the space between your eyes and mine
is a world apart, never to meet
Expression is futile
we can never make any connections
You reverberate in my ear
and echo out of me
I reverberate in your ear
and echo out of you
Pushing and pulling like the tide
constantly eroding the meaning
But once in a while
when I look at you
and say “I love you.”
You say “I love you too.”
By the twist of your mouth
and the gleam in your eye
I know our definitions
are one, and the same
Though our emotions are lost in translation
and its challenging to put it into words
Your reply causes such sensations
I have no doubt. You meant it.
Mar 21, 2011
Mar 21, 2011 at 5:53 AM UTC
We met, we smiled
Danced to the rythm of the beat,
enjoyed each others company,
What seemed to be a night that stretched into eternity came to its end.
We moved on to friendship,
Shared sentiments, dreams and ambitions
Our past lives were shared memories,
we imagined what our future would be like,
neither one of us thought we would fall in love!
we knew the joys of sharing this magnificent feeling,
it was magical,exclusive and heart warming
this same feeling that brought us together separated us ..
I sit here and think to myself...
What is it about love that we all don't get!???
Jul 13, 2013
Jul 13, 2013 at 6:15 AM UTC
Contentment?
Who needs contentment.
Let's burn this fxckxng house down
so our skin swelts from the heat
and our egos can cry for our lost possessions.
Who am I without my Things?
Who is Sisyphus without his boulder?
A man now content with only himself?
Gxddxmn Absurdism.
Jan 27, 2017
Jan 27, 2017 at 8:44 PM UTC
Civilizations come and go,
and what is an empire
will one day be ruins.
Our moments are fleeting,
and will one day be forgotten.
What we fought for,
bled for, died for,
will one day lose all meaning
Future societies and new civilizations
will one day laugh at our absurd efforts.
They will ask,
where it all led?
From dust,
back to dust.
Is this pessimism?
Or is it truth?
Is it objective thinking,
refusing to believe that
we are anything substantial?
America, England, China,
one day will fall and be counted among the ranks of
Babylon, Petra, Atlantis.
So far lost, mating with myth,
losing all truth.
One day they will laugh at our irrelevancy.
For civilizations come and go,
and what is an empire
will one day be ruins.
Feb 8, 2014
Feb 8, 2014 at 2:13 PM UTC
How Beautiful it is, this Gift of Life!
The Gift To Be!
The Irony is.. it is what you Perceive.
How Vast your Ontology.
Idiosyncrasy shows you,
what you know either Flows you,
or Stills your Will to Grow.
To be Happy is a choice!
To be ignorant in an Age of Information, or to have a Voice?
The Absurdity is--
Our Transcendent Consciousness is within an Immense Majority of Reality.
We are but a small Human Form; a speck in Space and Time.
Each Chain of Action holds many Justifications, and We are the Authority.
If there is no Reason to Believe that Anything Matters.
Then the Opposite must be true.
There is Reason to Believe that Everything Matters.
That is the Irony:
We, as Conscious Beings Knowing!!
- Yet only Knowing that which we want to fit into our Epistemology and Ontology.
Perception: We See and Do only what our Self Allows us.
The Collision of Reality and Perception within us, is like Chains Binding us.
Yet, we hold the Key to our Freedom..
"All of a Sudden I said, 'Could you Believe!?'"
Oct 7, 2014
Oct 7, 2014 at 11:08 PM UTC
*it's just a selfie... don't forget my face is mandible and is non-representative of whatever idealism you have of dundee / glasgow. you ever noticed it's only paris that's mentioned in 20th century classic literature? oi! **** why not oslo schweggenladder stockholm or edinbrugh? so 20th century of you to mention any place south of london.*
when i hear modern poets wheeze and ooh and ah
and climb the everest... i think of the bee gees
or michael jackson, not one wrote the illiad... but it’s
still memorised - what’s the point...
poetry begins with the thought:
i can rhyme bling with bee sting... **** i’m in!
heave of relief interlude with abba’s super trouper
in the background to breivik’s slaughter...
now that’s taking satire to the extreme of absurdism:
you know that french thinking movement
that changed hammering a nail in with the elbow
rather than the hammer.
‘orchestra!’
‘ yes maestro?!’
‘play me the divination of vivaldi in #strauss for winter!’
‘yes maestro!’
‘ah the autumnal leaf waltz via psychadelia
of femininity given to the beast of feminism
of lost ego, what splendour... and the reindeer,
ah... it’s only missing the alcohbolic reindeer of the
puffed-up cheeks and red noses of burst veins to hue
the canvas of red with streaks of blue.’
as benny hill said... it’s not called black english humour
for reasons that might suggest it was the oxford rowing
team losing against h.m.s. belfast that made the cambridge rowing
team sing the chritmas carols in halloween costumes:
the wise pumpkin, skeleton and hybrid tarantula sang
in soprano: the shepherds put on castrato opera for a reason
that became apparent with roman authorities despising
celibacy but turning quiet fond of castration for the pope's opera:
plus the **** orgams sounded more feminine with
guilottined ********
Nov 25, 2015
Nov 25, 2015 at 9:04 PM UTC
#Alexithymia
I'm not hellish i'm driven by a Mephistophelean relish
To reach an introspection to understand the inception
The ontological Manichaeism turned to be an existential absurdism .
And i'm drown in my own nihilism
Oh...what an owlish reality !!! i'm squeamish about this absurdity
I rely on self-revulsion to resist this daily delusion
...
What an exasperation !!! we live in the premeditation
This nature carries a lot of humiliation !!!
I'm sick of this fornication
Could the end of the road at least fetch a salvation ?
What a downhearted metamorphosis
I'm lost and i feel astonished
...
With conviction that this existence is only a deception
Oh...Oh...Oh....what a corruption !!!
This reality is based on a false deduction
That leads to a fatal destruction
Just where is the dysfunction ???
Is it in my creation ...
#Mzoughi_Moncef Le 06/09/2013
Nov 27, 2015
Nov 27, 2015 at 12:59 PM UTC
Sorting Out Russian Poetry
Avant-garde post-modernism ego
Futurism symbolism acme
Ism constructivism cosmopol
Itanism formalism neo
Formalism futurism imag
Inism proletarian real
Ism absurdism maximalism
Socialist realism, nothingism -
Poetic beauty, in spite of the Isms
Oct 12, 2017
Oct 12, 2017 at 7:05 PM UTC
This mind,
this ability to create,
and study and learn
and teach,
this is the tool which harms us.
This mumbling about meaning,
this world devoid of purpose,
the world from which it sprung.
-the struggle at it's root
and so the Absurd is born.
Nov 6, 2018
Nov 6, 2018 at 8:49 AM UTC
Avant-garde post-modernism ego
Futurism symbolism acme
Ism constructivism cosmopol
Itanism formalism neo
Formalism futurism imag
Inism proletarian real
Ism absurdism maximalism
Socialist realism, nothingism -
Poetic beauty, in spite of the Isms
Feb 10, 2018
Feb 10, 2018 at 3:55 PM UTC
Ominousness.
Looming spectre,
Illuminated by the cast
lights of fanaticism
Abstraction.
Looming absurdism,
distorted by the stained glass
of your personal apocalypse.
Consumption.
******* ravage-ly appearing spectre.
From the mouth of serpents.
From the blood of a bat.
The world cries 'alas' in a throaty bellow,
The spectre dancing in rhythm to the melody of the chaos.
The melody of plague building the roads of conquest.
The many faced spectre drifts across the blue,
eyeing the masses.
This abstract ominous consumption of hope.
Swallower of light.
The spectre walks on water.
We are in the caste net.
Mar 19, 2020
Mar 19, 2020 at 6:56 PM UTC
on another thought:
maybe women shouldn't walk
alone in the night,
in the labyrinth of
outer-urban streets
where foxes roam...
esp. if she has the audacity
or rather, the impoliteness
of sharing a footpath
with a man drinking a beer
and not making eye contact,
while she says: under her breath -
GET THE **** AWAY FROM ME...
me, beer, forward
is the only logic...
i felt so ******* heavy,
but i just had to laugh out-loud...
a few steps later
and there she was, once more,
a little dot on a canvas of
cold murk...
sure, she was smaller
than me,
but she must have
imitated a sprinting geisha...
legs almost tied together,
or perhaps: imitation of a centipede...
whatever it was after her:
cobra wings in self defence...
the logic still stands:
me, beer, ******* FORWARD...
i'm guessing the beard
and some bad experienced:
i showered,
oiled the ****** hair,
had an amnesia-reversal moment
walking with one beer:
**** forgot to buy ice...
no point going back
to the shop for merely ice,
so i took another beer...
but here's this little penny
hushing offence under her breath,
later hearing the reply of: ha ha ha...
scuttling away, a sprinting geisha
in the outer-urban labyrinth...
i wasn't even going to note this,
but it's worthwhile to mention
who these women are,
walking alone in the night,
treating the night as if it's
a ******* niqab...
certain western women think
think they're entitled to treat
the night as the islamic attire...
but at some point comes the saying:
the road is for cars,
pavement is for walking,
i'm having a beer,
what's the problem?
if we can't walk past
each other...
the **** you doing out
so late?
me? getting whiskey and ice...
how i have become accustomed
experiencing these lilliputians...
i don't even know how you're going
to cram reverse-psychology dynamics
into them: whatever the hell that means...
but women walking alone
in these labyrinths?
coin flip:
witches or prostitutes?
and as some might think:
i'm more in love with the sound
of my footsteps,
than my voice...
the croaking crow beat
me to that sort of love affair.
Feb 23, 2018
Feb 23, 2018 at 5:13 PM UTC
Psyche soaking wet with devout atheism,
this lifetime skeptic now tenuously
linkedin with Unitarianism
attests, said upbringing proffered,
mine credo, gestalt,
leitmotif, sans abstractionism
eludes elucidation, delineation, clarification...
some readers might
dismiss as absurdism
defying established dogma fixed absolutism
millenniums, would be hashtagged heretical,
and such cavalier blithe
apostasy, declared alarmism,
now - twenty first century
extant accursed as alcoholism
within various non
Western statecraft enclaves,
barely tolerating agnosticism
no fool to *********
proclamations antithetical opinionism
where condemnation to death
(I obediently, humbly, and gladly accept)
inadequate punishment,
cited on par relegated to alienism,
amoralism, antiestablishmentarianism...
never does this anachronism
loosely cabled with pioneerism,
(when ****** forests bedecked America),
a veritable wilderness, necessitated
quintessential self survivalism
knowhow long since forgot,
which dependence on consumerism
finds yours truly afflicted against capitalism
commercialism, conformism, cultism et cetera
more aligned with reliance on individualism
nearly an extinct species,
where anti materialism
betrays, cavils, and discourages ecocentrism,
versus profit motive maximization,
though of late environmental dynamism
aggressive representative thank you
Greta Ernman Thunberg regarding criticism,
nee opprobrious global ecological terrorism
mandating staunch defeatism
as stave bulwark
against criminal determinism
to wreak irrevocable traitorous dogmatism
predicated on tenets of egocentrism
brewed, steeped, and
galvanized in exceptionalism
of **** sapiens and expansionism
exclusive to said primate
that requires serious assessment,
asper bracketing craven
doctrinairism edified fundamentalism
granting humans unfettered expansionism!
Mar 23, 2019
Mar 23, 2019 at 3:52 PM UTC
I'm little people and work in a kitchen as a sous chef.
Long hours and chop chop chop all ******* shift 'til it
finally ends and we escape to our addictions of pleasure.
We wake in different beds tangled with strangers we know.
I'm a ****** I've slept with every brainiac you can imagine.
They come in minutes and spend hours trying to convince me
their *ism is the one true god. I listen, i'm paid and I leave.
There's no difference. We need love of any kind and any cost.
Jun 22, 2022
Jun 22, 2022 at 9:42 PM UTC
I think we underestimate how overwhelming it is,
Unknowingly hiding under absurdism and comedy,
Climbing clockwork cliffs for some inner peace,
Trying to find clarity in the muddled nows of tragedy.
Deep breaths for another duplicate of tonight,
Making sense of waking moments as we see some light.
Asking oneself, "Are these feelings right?,"
Given varied consciousness of the same plight?
Slowly we try to make space for some needed nothing,
Catch some air, look at some greens, and just surrender.
The fleck that challenged the universe started learning,
Be reminded that no one narrative is greater nor lesser.
Tonight is a happening of an ever-changing now,
Live it, ride it, rule it in ways you know how.
Give in to reasoned and reckoned submission,
Walk towards the collision of the warranted delusion.
Jun 29, 2020
Jun 29, 2020 at 5:59 AM UTC