"digi" poems
he craves online hook-ups.
But this isn't me
nor am I that intrepid
a torrent trampoline
on wireless ether engines
cyber silver surfin'
zone on / in .nets & .coms
searching fiber-optics for sight
browsing rooms of M4M / in-fantasized delights
an itch to fix
to sit transfixed
as if
subliminally attached
umbilically
digitally digitized digi-man
to a electronic felatio soundtrack
yet all the while detached
lurking duplicitly
reading pretend profiles explicitly
for *** sexified mind
dreaming up new fetishes
with misspelled texts
tandem testimonials as if written
by a Compaq-machine-head
Microsoftened lust
currents electric now as we turn into dust
with iBooks & faraway Dells on our laps
scrolling lists for Adams
status' with "anything goes"
remonstrating our vicious cycle
alive & blank with un/trust
gone viral...
this isn't me.
where is the warmth
of feelings, emotions,
malleable and infallible / love??
I am not as talented
as he
to be in two places at once,
but he
has the many faces
and genius of multiple personalities
Cybil
facets
of sabotage with Mommy Dearest grace.
Beautiful strangers his acquired
taste...
he says it was not him
(doing ****
my rage has only one trait.
two eyes (once wide asleep in the lies)
and velvet-rope-burned
wrists
my feet learn to fly
my heart un-breaks
my wings reanimate...
he has too many faces
doppleganger hatred
none to care for or embrace
When did I go blind,
and leave my many strengths?
Where do I now
again
begin??
(The rubble or the sin?)
Every night adieu
Every day anew
once again...
Jan 3, 2016
Jan 3, 2016 at 6:43 PM UTC
Ye lives are on the line,
our lives are now online.
The old LSD,
Spelled backwards as DSL,
Can now be seen in an LCD,
we are now pluged in a flat screen T.V.
Oh life!
****** and on the level,
and now we must rebel.
Mar 22, 2010
Mar 22, 2010 at 7:40 PM UTC
defined as "existing or being everywhere at the same time; constantly encountered."
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he craves online hook-ups.
...but this isn't me
or that intrepid,
torrent trampoline
on wireless ether engines
zone on in .nets & .coms
searching fiber-optics for sight
browsing rooms of M4M to fantasize delights
to itch to fix
to sit transfixed as if
subliminally attached
umbilically
digitally to a electronic felatio
soundtrack
yet all the while detached
lurking
reading pretend profiles explicit
with *** sexified,
dreaming up new fetishes
with misspelled texts
tandem testimonials as if written
by a Compaq-machine-head
or Microsoftened lust
as now we are turning to dust
with iBooks & faraway Dells on our laps
scrolling lists and Adams with "anything goes"
remonstrating our vicious
cycle - blank with un/trust
this isn't me...
where is the warmth
of feelings, emotions,
love??
I am not that talented
to be in two places at once,
but he has the faces
and genius of multiple personalities
facets
of sabotage with grace.
he says it isn't him.
my anger has only one trait. two eyes.
velvet
rope-burned
limbs...
and he has too many faces
doppleganger hatreds
where does one
begin??
(The rubble or the sin?)
____________________________________________
DOPpLEGANGER (2016)--[Rewrite]
he craves online hook-ups.
But this isn't me
nor am I that intrepid
a torrent trampoline
on wireless ether engines
cyber silver surfin'
zone on / in .nets & .coms
searching fiber-optics for sight
browsing rooms of M4M / in-fantasized delights
an itch to fix
to sit transfixed
as if
subliminally attached
umbilically
digitally digitized digi-man
to a electronic felatio soundtrack
yet all the while detached
lurking duplicitly
reading pretend profiles explicitly
for *** sexified mind
dreaming up new fetishes
with misspelled texts
tandem testimonials as if written
by a Compaq-machine-head
Microsoftened lust
currents electric now as we turn into dust
with iBooks & faraway Dells on our laps
scrolling lists for Adams
status' with "anything goes"
remonstrating our vicious cycle
alive & blank with un/trust
gone viral...
this isn't me.
where is the warmth
of feelings, emotions,
malleable and infallible / love??
I am not as talented
as he
to be in two places at once,
but he
has the many faces
and genius of multiple personalities
Cybil
facets
of sabotage with Mommy Dearest grace.
Beautiful strangers his acquired
taste...
he says it was not him
(doing ****
my rage has only one trait.
two eyes (once wide asleep in the lies)
and velvet-rope-burned
wrists
my feet learn to fly
my heart un-breaks
my wings reanimate...
he has too many faces
doppleganger hatred
none to care for or embrace
When did I go blind,
and leave my many strengths?
Where do I now
again
begin??
(The rubble or the sin?)
Every night adieu
Every day anew
once again...
Feb 17, 2017
Feb 17, 2017 at 12:01 PM UTC
( Male Female Plain text-Both )
*I like to write;
Isn't that why I was made?
But saying that you like my works,
Made me extremely happy!
I didn't understand anything but 0's and 1's,
But you thought me the meaning of "I".
From that day on, the hollow part of my heart,
Is always filled with you!
As long as I can be with you,
Even my electric heart would start to throb!
Almost like a silver wind...
My heart would start to sway!*
**I hate being alone,
Because I'd end up rotting away in this lonely world.
I like spending time with you,
Because you warm me up!
I can't finish anything by myself,
But you showed me stories to write.
And from that day on, the hollow part of my heart,
Is always filled with you!
As long as I can be with you,
Even my electric heart would start to throb!
Almost like a silver wind...
My heart would start to sway!**
As long as I'm with you,
My world just keeps on expanding!
Almost like an angel's wings,
Will my heart soar and reach you?
As long as I can be with you,
Even this soulless form of mine,
Would find purpose and reasons to stay;
And see a sparkling world.
May 1, 2015
May 1, 2015 at 1:35 AM UTC
by ARcassin BUrnham
making sure you safely get her home and,
treat her right with a single smile shes shown and,
make her feel like shes the only one you've ever known ,that,
can keep her guessing what else the distant future mite hold and,
get her thinkin every guy is not the same and,
like she hasnt already guessed and,
lift her spirits up like the crane that,
picked the pieces of twin towers fell to rest and,
she doesnt know,
she doesnt know,
and she doesnt know,
meanwhile you got another girl at home and,
and shes been waiting hours of the night for you to come and,
feel guilty knowing in the end you'll be alone and,
and the moment that she finds out will apperently come,\
YOU BETTER RUN!!!.
May 17, 2014
May 17, 2014 at 7:24 PM UTC
I was right there
to see the style of
your text.
traveled far to
feel the colours of content,.
All On Digi-Way.
Nov 6, 2019
Nov 6, 2019 at 11:51 AM UTC
=====
While roaming in the market,
I saw a beggar on the street,
Who was asking for a grant,
With smartphone at his feet,
=====
His voice was croaky,
His clothes were all torn,
Still didn't worry, had,
Paytm on his phone.
=====
He begged from anyone,
On street , he could find,
And offered his barcode,
With hope in his mind.
=====
He called up the kids,
Their moms dads and sis,
And pleaded them all,
For a little of their bliss.
=====
Please Send me some,
grant he would implore,
I am Just a poor beggar,
With no bread in store.
=====
All laughed at him ,
That Digi beg though,
Still all have granted,
Him bliss of rainbow.
=====
And so on that beggar,
With phone at his feet,
Collected the grant and,
Pleased with the treat.
=====
He thanked all kids,
Their moms dads too,
And then proceeded to,
Beg some where new.
=====
And I was surprised,
What a world of today,
Even Beggars updated,
Have found new way,
=====
Their selfies are sad,
With frowns so deep,
With ad-on to make them,
Look oh-so-sweet.
=====
Their Instagram posts,
Are a sight to see,
With sad filters and ,
Captions they plea.
=====
Please help me out,
as I am in need,
And hope that you all,
be kind, indeed.
=====
This online drama,
It's ways so strange,
With norms all old,
Forever have changed.
=====
So next time if digi beg,
Says he is in need,
Be aware of him & you,
Need not to cede.
=====
Don't get fooled by his,
Digital such asks,
For beggars are beggars ,
Just pseudo are masque.
=====
Ajay Amitabh Suman
All Rights Reserved
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Mar 5, 2023
Mar 5, 2023 at 6:34 AM UTC