Care Confusion
War is far away
far away, far away
so, I can care later
I can have coffee, I can have tea
I can eat cake
but war is far away
far away it seems...
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Care Confusion
War is far away
far away, far away
so, I can care later
I can have coffee, I can have tea
I can eat cake
but war is far away
far away it seems...
Thanks for clarifying that for me
Again, two different poems. One is about social inequalities other is on nervousness and attractions. I don't understand where the hypocrisy comes from, what do you mean exactly?
Ignorance is bliss
pretending not to know, or not knowing at all
is a bliss — wretched, jabbering, jostling bliss
— don't wanna hear you!
I'll pretend you don't exist!
for that is much of...
I think you missed the fact that the three of these are three different poems dealing with three different topics. First one was just about procrastination, second one was about wars and peaceful...
to defeat procrastination Part I
the armies are lined with shields and knives
framed and clothed, armour-sound, swords in place
and bayonets and uzis, machinery old and new
marching steady, to...
beyond/close
the far and the near
the cosmos and the earth
miscellaneous and comforting
vertebrae and limbs
like oceans perpendicular, muscular with foam like sweat of an
overzealous climate...
Thank you so much :)
A beautiful poem. I loved the way it flowed :)
Intuitive
punctual
chips
slice
Velvet gossamers silk clouds
are launched into a nightingale frenzy
enigmatic reflections; beautifully lain
like mouths whispering, whistling, slowly waking
I am a dew of a body
dropping into...
I was talking of the phenomenon of drowsiness and also of light sleep. The criss-cross lines of intangibility and tangibility. I am not trying to demonstrate anything especially my erudition. I am...
gestating
body defies gravity
defies the conscious point
enters into the depth of well
gradually beckoning kisses and crumbs
to exit and enter
as one pleased
surreptitious-obvious a hybridization...
Let the taste buds tell you
Why worry over burnt toast?
Toggle the body expression expressing that you are in paradox with yourself as in you can't decide which way to go; left or right
pantomime
Contemplations on ranges
open source codes
in sheets of gray —
volumes of enigmas
in prose and poetry
I am a language within language
my own connotations
felt like acid
I breathe
I pause
is this dot life?
spectrum of gaps
mitigated and extremities?
running for the hereafter
and with troubling steps
I'm bracketed
I'm poised
I'm an hesitant straight line
You'll have bouts of schizophrenia.
If you were a cat what would you do?
In the forest of birds.
Where's the kettle?
Matriarch the female warrior fighting off blasted misogynist archetypes
gymnast
empathetic
If life was a hot balloon we'd be always moving