Alienation Poems
Armageddon
by Igor Vykhovanets
To have is never worth the fight —
Know stillness. That alone is light.
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Armageddon
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Lunatics
by Lokenath Roy
albeit- you have deceived me
while- the candles at the end of the hall burn on black fumes; rising
notwithstanding- the graveyard which no one shall weep for
howbeit- a leg steps forward; an empire turns the screw
inside- a mind brimming with colours
closets- filled with crockeries wrapped in black glitter
jacket collars- washed off blood stains; it begins.
timed- the bedside receiver rings
gongs- like a distant radio rambling in an empty house
signed- with the guarantee of lying lips
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Fade away
by j d
Chiseled faces, to meet and greet
Jumping out, beneath my feet
Tortured souls, of pain, and anguish
Searching for something lost, and sacred
Pain all in my knees, and my mind is just as weak
Glad that I can see, but wishing I could speak
Alone in a crowd just staring at the clouds
Deathly afraid to speak my thoughts aloud
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the outsider
by Bogdan Dragos
my neighbor from upstairs
claims that
God sticks
post-it notes on his
fridge overnight
I did ask him
what they said but
he only told me that I'll
have to follow
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by j dyou are the weakest link you are the weakest link you are you are you are we are I scar my self my link too far
Continue readingArmageddon
by Igor Vykhovanets
To have is never worth the fight —
Know stillness. That alone is light.
-------------------------
Armageddon
......
Lunatics
by Lokenath Roy
albeit- you have deceived me
while- the candles at the end of the hall burn on black fumes; rising
notwithstanding- the graveyard which no one shall weep for
howbeit- a leg steps forward; an empire turns the screw
inside- a mind brimming with colours
closets- filled with crockeries wrapped in black glitter
jacket collars- washed off blood stains; it begins.
timed- the bedside receiver rings
gongs- like a distant radio rambling in an empty house
signed- with the guarantee of lying lips
......
The stare of the flat pupil
by Kamilla Letrai
Circularity is an overstatement.
Patterned like a Fibonacci spiral,
at the point of intersection, I warm up. Yet
the sunlight. Effortlessly. Passes through my chest.
Looking for a sign of understanding in your eyes...
The view is the empty sky. Ignoring one’s deepest prayers.
I am no stranger to beautiful, but empty sights
Dilated pupils. See them deepen, not ashore.
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the outsider
by Bogdan Dragos
my neighbor from upstairs
claims that
God sticks
post-it notes on his
fridge overnight
I did ask him
what they said but
he only told me that I'll
have to follow
......
We are one and we are weird
by j d
Listen to my fears
We are one and we are weird
drowning in the rain
Two and two are quite the same
We all wanna hide
Or shrivel up and die
It always seems the same
Like a broken window pane
Wash it down with beer
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