"generalise" poems
Which algorithm is going to understand me
understand sentiment behind what I do
It is coded for catching the patterns
For them we are just there
to generate the data to process
What insights will they create
about me when I'm just the outlier
they will remove me to get cleaner results
Generalise the problem
that it won't cater to me
technology is not the slave
they make us dance to their tune
We change, as much as they advance
Develop worse habits
change our routines
from when we were in the more happier place
to a place which comes with waves of sadness.
Dec 17, 2018
Dec 17, 2018 at 12:48 PM UTC
Just like I can be ***** if you want me too
Rip my clothes off
Who the fuck'd stop you?
Was I asking?
Was I begging?
Did my knees look
so beguiling?
Did I want you? Want your slime to
drip down my legs like
sweaty dew.
Your panting breath left to stick
to me like glue.
But **** me, I'm a feminist *****
**** me, I'm the ugliest "bore"
**** me, and my empty sense of humour
**** me, I'm society's 'tumor'.
Because I'm stupid when I write.
I'm nonsensical when I fight against
illiterate vowels. Stop struggling they
yell as I bite into their arm give them hell
Sound the alarm
I've found Society's cyst.
Apparently the enemy does not exist
Pessimistic, narcissistic, neurotic and
paranoid *****
*she's probably a ****** witch*
I can be all those things if I have to.
I can be all those things if I want to.
The point is that I have a choice
I would tear a **** off with my teeth
before I give up my right to a
voice
Don't generalise me.
****
Nov 17, 2014
Nov 17, 2014 at 4:58 PM UTC
On the bus I heard a fellow decrying Americans at war,
Said all were yellow bellied cowards,
I found this most distasteful,
Wanted to bite him , to lash him with my tongue,
To unwrap a box of disrespect,
Tell him not to generalise,
To speak out about causing such offence,
From discussion of cowardice,
He digressed to general sundry,
The price of fish and wages,
Along with the price of beer,
Felt sorry for the mousy wife,
Who never marked his card,
To get a word in edge ways would have been extremely hard!
I am an English woman thought this so unfair!
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Aug 20, 2013
Aug 20, 2013 at 2:21 AM UTC
I live in the moment;
Running freely, half-cocked;
A poofteenth of an idea
And I'm off with the pixies;
Chasing my tail, trying to nut-out
A niggly-niggardly issue unresolved,
That stumps or annoys the Earth's
Best representatives in a speciality.
Whether I'll end at an adequate
Conclusion is anyone's guess.
Bonus After-thoughts -->
I'm programmed
to generalise for
simplicity's sake.
I'm FREE
I'm FINE
And this FUGGLY-DUCKLING
Could possibly be DIVINE
(OR Delusional - Take your pick).
Mar 2, 2014
Mar 2, 2014 at 7:33 PM UTC
She waves by, like the glittering sunshine ,
Smile as enchanting as ever,
Makes me wonder and ponder why,
Why Some are just too deep for the world.
All qualities encompassed, vibrant as a color scheme,
Never left a stone unturned,
But humbler than anyone witnessed by me,
As some are just too deep for the world.
From the outside , she is cold,
Her depth is not seen by many,
Its only when u realise her heart’s of Gold,
That some are just too deep for the world.
Why to generalise, ill blatantly say,
You are a friend , people wish to keep hold of,
So no matter change, come time what may,
Coz its u who is just too deep for the world
Jul 25, 2018
Jul 25, 2018 at 6:44 AM UTC
And I can sometimes feel myself
spiralling down the stairs of your heart
Slowly drawing away from the affection
we once intertwined our fingers to
Like,
Is anything ever enough for you?
My deepest fear was by far losing you
but at this point in time I think
my deepest fear was actually losing myself
through loving you
I drew a picture of my self portrayed as an attachment
beside your being on canvas
That was my first mistake
Being an attachment and not an asset
Being an attachment and not a soulmate
Being an attachment instead of being a part of you
You let me grow onto your skin like fungus
refusing to scrap away from your abuse
in belief that that’s how we’re supposed to be handled
You left me mistreated as if abandonment was the definition of my name
And although I may seem like the stupid one here
the reality is that I was only blind
You played all your cards right
with the all so attractive face
I saw your lips constantly promise me lies
and that’s when I knew for sure that
the three special words that are most often used,
are rather quite abused and in many times by you
That it’s people of your replica who
**** out the saucy meaning from pleasures
and scrap away it’s taste
Both when it comes to words
and when it comes to sacrifice
I gave up my purity
for the desire of your heart and
for the feel of your touch
It’s quite sad and rather embarrassing
to realise how mislead I was
A dog, I felt like, astray
and pushed away
with plenty of dismay
when I thought I was okay
And even though I can sit here today
and proclaim a testimony,
my prognostication is the continuous witnessing of acrimony
When women generalise that
‘men are trash’,
it’s sad to know that only a few spoiled the rest
Because it’s true that not all are the same
but once so much has been taken away from you,
it’s difficult to try and stay sane
But now, as I keep
spiralling down the stairs of your heart
Slowly drawing away from the affection
we once intertwined our fingers to,
I’ll always remember that it was not only you
who had the souls of our girls
but rather the influence of the ***** grains
that claimed they had the world in the palms of their hands
when really, all they were taught too
was the misinterpreted identity
of what a dominating male is perceived to be like
Mar 19, 2019
Mar 19, 2019 at 9:06 PM UTC
Life is more about the heart
than the mind --the brain scientists don't know
enough--they generalise as such suits them-
theories-what theories? Are they the foe
then, claiming that everything is reason-locked?
if every moment we have to knock on the mind's door and ask:
what should I do next,? we might as well
say good-bye to life forever since that would be an impossible task.
Oct 6, 2015
Oct 6, 2015 at 5:44 PM UTC
The corner stone of the human race suppose to be morality, right?
Then why so much hate?
Which leads my thoughts to this chaotic mind space,
It poses me a question..If you may?
Is man good? or is man evil?
Which sparks this debate....
Man is wholeheatedly evil, lets start with Slavery,Racism,Guns, ****** and nuclear attacks, unwarranted tax, wiping out nations, then skewing historical facts.
Glossing over financial enslavement by glittering cracks.
Like take this virus situation, this whole view seems parallax.
Man is good, same as there was slavery there was slavery's end
Japan in essence has thrived since then
mistakes were made but we learned from it in the end.
you cant generalise, not all man is evil
same not as all man is good.
Somethings are not evil, just mistundestood
Show some compassion and the result with surprise you in more likelihood.
This is my point, there is always two side's to a coin
man were born as blank slate
unfortunately we all know how cruel is fate
some get born into safety others into heartache
with a loveless safety net.
i wish i could share my love with all of them...
in the end what control's good or or evil is the individual minds state
weather it's been exposed to love
more than septic hate.
terror breeds terror
same as love breeds love
this misconseption is a common mistake.
Its how fragile the mind is ....
the loss off hope....
this i believe is were evil lurks
Hungrily consuming our souls.
May 11, 2020
May 11, 2020 at 2:02 PM UTC