Dode poems on Hello Poetry

abhinav Sep 2021

I got real "gems" within
with my heart so polluted
obsolete genes making 'em so deluded
fighting among self
while ringing thy bell
turning my inside into live hell.

High rankers behaving like bankers
cranking up on money
weak got taxes ramped up
feedback mechanism didn't got me backed up
my hand's burning
it's more interested in drugs cranked up.

world within, so bizarre
worshipping 9 days
on 10th exploiting the avatar
immune system's malfunctioning
exterminating none entertaining all
stand up for something, "Nah dude, they'll make me crawl".

condition's critical need some dode
ain't working to flourish, all they do is corrode
making my core scrambled as a puzzle
suppressing every positive struggle
my existence's that of a mine
mining glitter degrading divine.

My take on how we treat fellow citizens and our country, even our planet, hypocrisy of "most intelligent" life form, abuse of authority and power.
sometimes it feels like humanity is the curse we need to get rid off.

#hypocrisy #mycountry #corruption #stateofhumans #thinking #sad #doomed #truth #reality

Doofinity Jul 2015

To My Landlord

No vacancy, you had said from the start,
No room for love, left in your heart.
Even if you were to charge me rent
It would be worth every dollar spent.
So I obliged and stayed posted up outside
But our love grew too deep for either to hide
You let me in and I pay the monthly fees
With all I can offer, always wish to please.
No cash transactions to collect or pay,
Exchanged services instead, day after day
A text, a message, love notes through morning and night
Or a poem where the words need to be just right
A kiss for a kiss, or an ogle for a gaze
We dode on each other in all possible ways
So landlord you may be, but please just remember this part.
I'm tenant and grounds keeper, I'll always tend to your heart.

Daan Dec 2017

Splinters

Ook ik verlies wel eens controle.
Mijn rust is dan aldaniet bewust ten dole,
mijn zelfbeeld ten dode
opgeschreven en mijn bedoeling zogezegd verheven.

Spelen wij dan allen soms,
misschien intentioneel, toneel?
Werken wij dan, elk van ons,
met tegenzin te over, veel te veel?

We doen het elke dag, bedenk ik,
we doen het unaniem,
met hier en daar een enkeling
die alles toch al heeft gezien.

Ik bedaar dan, geef mijn fouten toe,
besef dat ik nog veel moet leren over nagenoeg alles wat ik doe.

- 'k Wil me ook liefst nu al excuseren misschien ben ik morgen moe of geagiteerd. Onthoud dan dat ik vast pas weer wat heb geleerd. -

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