"exe" poems
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*•vile plumes reaching to the
sky•killing the earth as days go
by•cutting corners, we dump our
waste•the easiest of solutions exe-
cuted in poor taste•there are many
signs, how could we miss•when
we are the ones who did this•
scores of geniuses and inte-
llects•can't come to consensus
and drive a pact•to save the
world for our children•
to save what's
left for
future
gene-
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Nov 28, 2015
Nov 28, 2015 at 10:48 AM UTC
my whole life
everyone tried to annihilate me
my spirit
my goodness
by choosing to laugh at me
to bully me
the girls
my friends in sublte ways
that I couldn't see at the time
the teachers who called me names
who laughed at me,
at what they perceived to be " stupid questions "
but you couldn't **** my spirit,
for I am still here standing
coming in to my power finally
freer,
my whole life they tried to annihilate
me
my own parents
my own brothers
my cousins
my aunts and uncles
my rabbis
my friends
my exe's
who just used me for my body
without consent
who tried to annihilate my soul from my body
everyone tried
even many of my therapists
who tried to put me away
who tried to drug me
and close off my voice ,
and tried to tell me that I was just crazy
and mentally ill
and messed up
but maybe my voice
and who I am
is so powerful
and that's why they all
tired to make me go away.
But I am still here
and I remember it all.
I am healing
calling my power back
that has been gone from me
from the time that I was born
and I will not allow myself to be used
or abused
again!
I am here
and you can't annihilate me
anymore.
You can only try to annihilate
the goodness of the world
but it will always prevail
no matter how dark the world
and its people get.
Aug 19, 2023
Aug 19, 2023 at 2:36 PM UTC
Coal dust
+
asbestos
+
Silicone
pull J U G U L A R
straighten larynx
Plug my cord in.
Run:
digitized opalescent sky
Terminate process
heart exe. Cannot be found
reboot reboot reboot
sign up to facebook
sign up to dumb luck
sign up and sign off
C:/prey
C:/pray
C:/pray
that I don’t get swallowed
by this machine
that I don’t get swallowed
by this 01101101 01100001 01100011 01101000 01101001 01101110 01100101
Jul 21, 2015
Jul 21, 2015 at 5:53 PM UTC
**There was a part of me that thought this
Could go on till infinity
A part that wanted to stay locked in your arms
There was a part that believed we'd always find answers
To always mend the cracks and keep enjoying the charms
There was that part that kept hoping above all hopes
That the heartbeat of our affection never stops
That part that endured the thorns of roses
And your conundrumous tantrums in doses
One that wished we wouldn't run out of second chances
It was responsible for all those backward glances
There was a part that believed would keep reigniting the spark
No matter how cold the shoulders you gave us**
*But then there was another that saw darkness in our spark
An end in our start,pain in our gain
And fatal loneliness in our company
That at her inception our love had died
There was that part that felt how breathless we were
One that saw us on feeders even while still on tar
A side that always knew we wouldn't last
A side I loathed and didn't trust
One that prophesied like all metals so would our passion rust
No matter how strong we believed that ours true it was
However hard we evaded the looming wars*
And now there's this part, that sends voices
Through the cracks in the scanty shards
Consequent to your goodbye and other choices
That still believes in us,this part says we have to try
That even if it makes us cry
what are tears
but a colourlessness liquid that will dry?
This part wants another journey with you
This part doesn't know Alphabet, it places I right next to you
This part sounds quite convincing
I think all along you've been the something missing
Precedent to the hollow emptiness in my heart
Come back, let's hurt each other again
After all even apart I'm lonely and it drives me insane
And I get more mad seeing you wallow in the mire of pain
Maybe hurt is a constant but we can
introduce variables to outweigh the aches
Come back,stop asking why it all went wrong
We will never know, maybe we was too weak or strong
Can't stand my mind saying you're my Exe
While another part of me thinks you a part of me
Jan 21, 2016
Jan 21, 2016 at 11:49 PM UTC
He asked me to confess expectations
An open dare to my emotions
My heart clanged against ribcage
Shaking the sturdiness of my spine
And I cried, each tear
Their own confession
As my expectations trailed down my cheeks
And I couldn’t tell him the truth
Or deliver him my hope
In a careful created box of words
I could trace the exit wounds of each exe
And the pain lingered, small phantoms
I wasn’t ready to let him go
So when he asked for a confession
I didn’t give him my emotions
Because how could I expect him to stay
When everyone leaves?
Jun 21, 2020
Jun 21, 2020 at 3:04 PM UTC
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Jun 28, 2015
Jun 28, 2015 at 2:25 PM UTC
The River Exe flexes and flows, as the water meanders sometimes fast and sometimes slow.
It opens it's arms and stretches wide, wriggles its toes and opens it's eyes, to greet a brand new day.
It glistens and gleams on a bright sunny day as it tumbles slowly from A to B, everyone smiling at how it flows so freely, making them stop and take some time, helping them find peace, become free of mind.
On an overcast day it appears angry and dark, it sounds so loud, like thunder it roars, making each of us aware of its presence, it can bring down trees and power cables, making us feel very unstable.
The rains fall heavy and the River Table rises, we have done our maths there are no surprises, we have built Canals, Reservoirs and Weirs to contain the extra additional fallen rain.
Still this may not be enough, the River Bank is Mr Tough, it will burst it's banks without a care, leaving us in it's wake, no prisoners it will take.
But the path it flows is lucious and green, it's a beautiful spot very serene, birds and fish swim in its waters, flowers and trees grow by it's side, adults and children play in kayaks and canoes, it's somewhere to go where there are lots of things to do.
As the River Exe Ebbs and Flows sometimes fast and sometimes slow, mimicking the pace of life, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, we all need a place to go, where we can feel peace of mind, relax, sitback and unwind - where do you go to find your peace of mind?
Aug 21, 2018
Aug 21, 2018 at 7:46 AM UTC
She never refused my assistance.
She never refused my checks.
She never refused my loving her.
She only refused my sharing
Any small part of her life.
I wasn’t to know of her feelings.
I wasn’t to meet any friends.
I never got told her ambitions
Or shared when she met a new love.
She never said to get out of her life-
Not in so many blunt words-
Just ever too busy to meet me.
And only Voice Mail on her phone.
I’m strictly forbidden web browsing
And everything possible’s blocked.
I own nothing I that I can give her
That didn’t come from my exe’s mom,
The only mother she seems to admire.
My treasures will go to my sister’s kids
And their children, who don’t even know me.
Her windup of my earthly affairs
Will be quick and “Call One Eight Hundred”.
For someone who tried so desperately hard
And never gave up for a second
It seems life’s given me so little back
It almost was not worth my efforts.
She never will change - it’s too late for that.
There’s naught I can do to repair things.
My life’s ended up in a very dark corner
And that’s where I’ll finish my days.
ljm
Nov 29, 2021
Nov 29, 2021 at 10:49 AM UTC
trail your cursor
now draw it near
pull the trigger
disappear
a soulmate of wire
and this suit of meat
together forever
binary heartbeat
three tabs forgotten
lost before the portal
my handle is forever
this old friend is immortal
digital shepherd, the digital sheep
counting the code for their lcd sleep
that with limbs could run
away
and those with souls aren't meant to stay
the only running she does
is for me,
my forever friend,
dot exe.
the web cannot perish,
the web cannot weep.
it simply one day
goes obsolete
Mar 24, 2020
Mar 24, 2020 at 10:11 AM UTC
Queue ******
hands sweating
heart racing
focus, eyes glazing.
Queue Regret;
composure,
"why couldn't I maintain it?"
I am rich, not one of the unsightly poor!
"Why, why couldn't I maintain it?"
This sequence in trance, I was so sure!
**** WHY COULDN'T I MAINTAIN IT?"
Everyone is gone, FATE everlasting so cruel.
Queue Hope;
in that darkest hour I was prompted and asked:
"Do you wish to CONTINUE?"
A new beginning, a fresh start, reset and CONTINUE!
"Life is fleeting", that's what I have always been told.
"Do you really wanna do that?"
Why can't you move on, like every other ode.
"Do you really wanna do that..?"
Uncanny sentiment ramping in thought: "Alt_Delete__Control_"
Queue End:
Oh how you have played out to be
nothing but a sequence
a sequence that leads to
_End Process Tree._
"Are you really gonna do that?"
stopping not one, but ALL _.exe's_
"Seriously STOP, DON'T DO THAT!"
_NO_
self love
belief
friends or family
Could possibly save me,
from this already played out self tragedy.
Feb 9, 2018
Feb 9, 2018 at 1:21 AM UTC