"dysfunctioning" poems
People scatter the beaches street,
Like seagulls hunting their scrumptious prey,
Engulfing the happenings of mainstream life,
While ordinarity and friction stray.
Their blindful stares,
And mindful glares,
Induce a sense of
Frightful fares.
Children play,
While adults delay,
Their naive beliefs,
From ambiguous thieves.
Day after day,
Continuity stays,
Defending us all,
From genuine praise.
Apr 27, 2013
Apr 27, 2013 at 5:34 AM UTC
DYSFUNCTIONING LIFE
Ayad Gharbawi
December 13, 2003 – Walton On Thames, Surrey
Passing by groaning graves
Stillness hushes now!
What once was Furious party
Lives of splendour and decadence
Now lie solemnly dead
Think, of your minds, I feel
Think, of your emotions, I feel
Where they been?
And so, think now, of where they now stand?
The severely sad
Are struggling now to cope
Fearing suicide
And yet,
Fearing life itself more
What a planet!
What a world!
Beauties of models, clubs, yachts, parties, mansions
Cripples of despised ones, hated ones, dry ones
Listening to me;
Where is all going, where is all being?
Where is it all, your civilization, you sick Humanity?
I wonder?
When we listen
To nothing
And no one
In our rage, shares our emotions raw
What then are the ‘rules’ for your life?
What are the ‘guidelines’ for your principles?
Is anyone there to tell me?
Or are we born naked here
And are we to live without reason?
Where are the Blessed ones?
Where are the just, Loving ones?
Where are the faithful, Compassionate ones?
Where are the dedicated, Faithful ones?
I’m still searching for you
Trustworthy ones
But from the rest of you all
I’m going to do one thing;
I am
Seeking to disentangle myself from you
From this filth
From myself
From my dysfunctional existences.
Dec 25, 2009
Dec 25, 2009 at 8:40 AM UTC
telling
Shouting
SCREAMING
my inner dialogue
telling me
just to
shower
Get Up
DO SOMETHING
but i cant
the executive in charge of function said
NO
Mar 10, 2023
Mar 10, 2023 at 12:50 PM UTC