"sympathizer" poems - Hello Poetry

We are hydrocarbons We all burn We are all laughed at And we all get our turn We produce our own enemies We almost smother ourselves in sadness We all release CO2 When we die from this poem's badness We all want to be superior We all want to be the equalizer We want to be leerier Without being the sympathizer We smite and are smited We hurt and we heal We spite and are spited And have a tenuous relationship with what's real We are hydrocarbons We are equal despite what we aspire And if you don't agree I'll light you on fire

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Oct 22, 2014

Oct 22, 2014 at 4:45 PM UTC

darcy-sahn

We Are Hydrocarbons

We are hydrocarbons We all burn We are all laughed at And we all get our turn We produce our own enemies We almost smother ourselves in sadness We all release CO2 When we die from this poem's badness We all want to be superior We all want to be the equalizer We want to be leerier Without being the sympathizer We smite and are smited We hurt and we heal We spite and are spited And have a tenuous relationship with what's real We are hydrocarbons We are equal despite what we aspire And if you don't agree I'll light you on fire

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i dont believe in love at first sight well, atleast im trying not to but right now i think i've discovered something new i think this is like at first sight i want to know way too much about you i want to hear you talk see your art taste the air you breathe i think i've fallen hopelessly in like.

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Feb 11, 2013

Feb 11, 2013 at 3:36 PM UTC

cheyenne-majors

like at first sight (the stalker sympathizer)

i dont believe in love at first sight well, atleast im trying not to but right now i think i've discovered something new i think this is like at first sight i want to know way too much about you i want to hear you talk see your art taste the air you breathe i think i've fallen hopelessly in like.

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The sympathizer is the barrel of a gun and it goes off. Amongst bloated company And hues of laughter Amongst amiable stares and fraudulent applause. It beams socially the very instant before mayhem falls and in packs of cordial mirth, it grows in courage, menacing enough to stare directly at a dead man.

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Jul 7, 2015

Jul 7, 2015 at 4:30 PM UTC

dulce-ivonne

The Sympathizer

The sympathizer is the barrel of a gun and it goes off. Amongst bloated company And hues of laughter Amongst amiable stares and fraudulent applause. It beams socially the very instant before mayhem falls and in packs of cordial mirth, it grows in courage, menacing enough to stare directly at a dead man.

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In life you are a total nobody if you aren't: A "socialite superstar" who sacrifices moral for popularity A tech freak A work-a-holic A married man or woman (opposite *** only!) An insensitive "cowboy" A confederate flag sympathizer (incomparable to ****** I guess) A religious fanatic Someone who is so open minded they are open to bad or EVIL Rich as hell Extremely violent or purposefully "unaware of bullies" Anyone who graduated with honors (3.5 or higher, please!) Certain everyone should work and/or drive Covered by expensive life insurance Popular with dozens of "honest friends" A gun owner who doesn't believe in the need for regulation A cigarette smoker (but *** is a "bigger devil!") Hating cross dressers A nudist hater Built with a six pack Absolutely certain that every hippy is "the devil" A nature hater Willing to **** anything that moves (they are the pests) Giving away all natural love for money One who loves to go to war, a.k.a. "gung-ho" Gifted with perfected teeth One to ignore the "little lower people" at work/school A "brown noser," trying to even out-do your mentors A cheeky person obsessed with being manager (I'm #1!) Poised to kick someone out on a moments notice (no hustlers here!) Always on "mommy" and "daddies" side, even if they went too far The list goes on and on, but you need to be most of these to succeed!

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Aug 31, 2016

Aug 31, 2016 at 4:27 AM UTC

alan-s-bailey

You are a total nobody if...

In life you are a total nobody if you aren't: A "socialite superstar" who sacrifices moral for popularity A tech freak A work-a-holic A married man or woman (opposite *** only!) An insensitive "cowboy" A confederate flag sympathizer (incomparable to ****** I guess) A religious fanatic Someone who is so open minded they are open to bad or EVIL Rich as hell Extremely violent or purposefully "unaware of bullies" Anyone who graduated with honors (3.5 or higher, please!) Certain everyone should work and/or drive Covered by expensive life insurance Popular with dozens of "honest friends" A gun owner who doesn't believe in the need for regulation A cigarette smoker (but *** is a "bigger devil!") Hating cross dressers A nudist hater Built with a six pack Absolutely certain that every hippy is "the devil" A nature hater Willing to **** anything that moves (they are the pests) Giving away all natural love for money One who loves to go to war, a.k.a. "gung-ho" Gifted with perfected teeth One to ignore the "little lower people" at work/school A "brown noser," trying to even out-do your mentors A cheeky person obsessed with being manager (I'm #1!) Poised to kick someone out on a moments notice (no hustlers here!) Always on "mommy" and "daddies" side, even if they went too far The list goes on and on, but you need to be most of these to succeed!

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From oceans shocked vapours flee. You pity them with malicious glee. Pretend to be well-wisher, a saint. Crocodile! sympathizer you ain't. In troubled waters you want to fish. Never will be met your vicious wish. You laugh loud, you plan and plot. All Oceans will dry up you thought. You are so foolish, I am in shock. For this foolishness, no squawk. Remove mask of friendship, you foe. Where rain falls where rivers flow? Oceans are on rise, feel the heat. Waters have reached your feet. Soon it'll engulf your land and rocks. My foe, Let me give you this shock.

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Nov 13, 2014

Nov 13, 2014 at 5:38 AM UTC

mdasadullah

Let Me Give You This Shock(Global Warming)

From oceans shocked vapours flee. You pity them with malicious glee. Pretend to be well-wisher, a saint. Crocodile! sympathizer you ain't. In troubled waters you want to fish. Never will be met your vicious wish. You laugh loud, you plan and plot. All Oceans will dry up you thought. You are so foolish, I am in shock. For this foolishness, no squawk. Remove mask of friendship, you foe. Where rain falls where rivers flow? Oceans are on rise, feel the heat. Waters have reached your feet. Soon it'll engulf your land and rocks. My foe, Let me give you this shock.

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today i discovered that the rates for suicide are higher than those for homicides. people want to **** themselves more than they desire to **** another. there are homicidal maniacs running amok - hellbent on ending another human life. while the number of individuals who are hellbent on ending the only life they possess, excels. death is everywhere, and unending. and inevitable. yet preventable. i paused and felt heavy inside of my heart, the millions of lives that were taken on their own free will.

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Dec 17, 2016

Dec 17, 2016 at 7:41 PM UTC

Julia-mae

a fellow sympathizer -

today i discovered that the rates for suicide are higher than those for homicides. people want to **** themselves more than they desire to **** another. there are homicidal maniacs running amok - hellbent on ending another human life. while the number of individuals who are hellbent on ending the only life they possess, excels. death is everywhere, and unending. and inevitable. yet preventable. i paused and felt heavy inside of my heart, the millions of lives that were taken on their own free will.

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[parade for sorrow] I miss blinking [imp] the man digging in his yard is looking for his dog. this is my lucky window. in this much silence, a baby could get a tooth. a mom a finger if a car door slams. the man digs and the ice comes for its heartbroken road. wounds move in a deerless world. [born] disguised as as if I would know [access verses] a classroom, a house but never the ghost of a church – the boys they play scarecrow loves horse, and the girls the shepherdess on a boat names her dog – hey, distance lose the baby (says the empty box) [holding the baby] a deleted voicemail of a boy asking his mom how to prepare a past meal. my handwriting an insect I want the best for. dream and the moth it won’t finish. [vespers] them raccoons out there is tarrying* up yr bible – *tearin – border: my eyes can’t stop what the back of my head is eating mirror: a godless hyphenate – my man is a body whose moon is vacant – they is out there to flood sightseers with basilisk **** – in the valley of my choking the fingers of my father are going dog’s-collar purple – out-the-way churches. and acne [declination] in forgetting how many to save, god wants to know are you still seeing things… I remember the animal, the appropriate mask… once held, is the baby less wild is the room in the room [sympathizer] the many plain sons of god their parking tickets [the mud on god's cheek] at birth we are given a ladder we can’t see. our feet bare [animal masks on the floor of the ocean] mouse, teacup of the missing stork- owl, lamb of night- this was god. he was sad and everyone noticed.

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May 11, 2017

May 11, 2017 at 12:23 AM UTC

barton-d-smock

{parade for sorrow/imp/born/access verses/holding the baby/vespers/declination/sympathizer/the mud on god's cheek/animal masks on the floor of the ocean}

[parade for sorrow] I miss blinking [imp] the man digging in his yard is looking for his dog. this is my lucky window. in this much silence, a baby could get a tooth. a mom a finger if a car door slams. the man digs and the ice comes for its heartbroken road. wounds move in a deerless world. [born] disguised as as if I would know [access verses] a classroom, a house but never the ghost of a church – the boys they play scarecrow loves horse, and the girls the shepherdess on a boat names her dog – hey, distance lose the baby (says the empty box) [holding the baby] a deleted voicemail of a boy asking his mom how to prepare a past meal. my handwriting an insect I want the best for. dream and the moth it won’t finish. [vespers] them raccoons out there is tarrying* up yr bible – *tearin – border: my eyes can’t stop what the back of my head is eating mirror: a godless hyphenate – my man is a body whose moon is vacant – they is out there to flood sightseers with basilisk **** – in the valley of my choking the fingers of my father are going dog’s-collar purple – out-the-way churches. and acne [declination] in forgetting how many to save, god wants to know are you still seeing things… I remember the animal, the appropriate mask… once held, is the baby less wild is the room in the room [sympathizer] the many plain sons of god their parking tickets [the mud on god's cheek] at birth we are given a ladder we can’t see. our feet bare [animal masks on the floor of the ocean] mouse, teacup of the missing stork- owl, lamb of night- this was god. he was sad and everyone noticed.

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