Audio added to provide rhythm to the poem: There lived a man alone at home, We shall just call him X. And in his house there lived two ghosts, Called compress and distress. The man he thought he was healthy But burdened under stress. For the ghosts like tapeworms sucked through him His spirit and creative best. He lived a life full of fire And ashes and duress. But he thought he had let them go At therapist’s behests. He knew he was a being still played It was…read more
Death by Sloth is the best, innit? It’s comfortable and negligible by the minute. Who cares what it might add up to, When you can lay now, and simply not do. Death by Sloth is so easy, innit? It’s beguiling arms ain’t got no limit. As you gently find your comfortable lay, It’s tendrils wrap and make you stay. Death by Sloth is so subtle, innit? It raises no hue, no cry, no gimmick! It’s veil is time and stealth and care, As it lodges within our minds bare. Death…read more
We live in our phones. Forgetting the warmth of our own homes. Twiddling day in, day out, We play till we simply pass out. Whether it’s Tiktok or lovely Tinder, We’re living all our obsessions sinister. There’s WhatsApp for a dark, thirsty night, And Snapchat for a drunk, happening fight. We Instagram our uniqueness, By becoming mass consciousness. And crawling over past history, Isn’t Facebook’s secret mystery. Crushing our own candies, Signing off on some privacy. What are we becoming but, Data points on this ginormous network’s butt. As we…read more
The slide down’s dangerous, friend, You see, tis’ not a change you can fend. If you’re worried, it’ll eat you up, For its the rhythm you setup. It goes on and on, evermore Till the beat’s banging in your soul. For it’s a dance between jilted lovers, Where debauchery and perfection vie for cover. Let’s begin with the bottom of the soul, Times when iniquity makes you whole. Reveling in the dregs of yourself, While your Jekyll calls for help. It begins with self apathy, As you ignore your own…read more
What is this inviting trap you set? You capture me, my mind, and my soul. And twist and turn and burn it out, Till left of it these ashes decry, Of betrayal and vengeance shout. How do you break down my impenetrable walls, Of years and years of bricks laid down, Into the tempests of my mind. Where you crown yourself queen of all, And tyrannically echo your manic laugh. And queen of all you start to pull, And push and shove all my innards. And rip and shred and…read more
A light step here, A quick foot there, And he quickly came to bear. A bright dressed fellow, Wearing a brighter grin, Eyes shiny blue; hair all brilliant green. His purple suit did flash the eye, His yellow pants did entice; His bright red cape did dazzle, in all of our clumsy sights. “Ho!” Called I, “Queer you seem; Your gait’s stealthy but aren’t unseen. Wherefore you come from, Where’ve you been? Come share with me how you have your sheen.” Unfurling his laugh; Of happy perfidy, He sat to…read more
I There was once a man,a thirsty man to boot.He had always, in his head, a plan,one you could never uproot. A man who laughed at others,for their unthinking conformity.One untouched by their flutters,Ironclad in his solidarity. For he believed in himself,the one who didn’t deceive.And on a plan for oneself,sneers are greatly received. He began as one among millions,just a face lost amongst others.But twas’ not his wont to be a pillion,and slowly he rose from the gutters. Calmly but surely, step by step,he crawled and caught many…read more
This is the tale of a manager, Most perfect as can be found.Her name spread around far and wide, as the one who did not grind. And employees came, but they never left, for her charisma, Kept them all bound. She made a world, where you were all friends, and office was a breeze; all bonded together as one whole group, and achieved your goals with ease. There were no secrets in her team, No silences to be found.They laughed together, and worked together,to get significant results. And employees came,…read more
There came a sound of loud proportions,A carrion cry of the uncounted legions;Which sitting atop his high throne,The dealmaker could not make undone. He sat burdened by these thoughts of his,Alive now in a reality shrouded by mist;And peering out his window did he see,A solitary crow perched upon a tree. And the crow cawed in hoarse abandon,Of the deeds to be done, under that sun. The battlefield lay empty and bare,Of all life there was none to care.For corpses lay littered where lillies had been,And scavengers roamed where once…read more
In pursuit of stars, I run and I run; Away from plush bars, To get my knots undone. The city thrums around me; The garish blare of electric lights, And I long to break free, To the soft beams of simple starlight. Oh woe be unto me, For here ’tis nowhere to be found. I must away now flee, From all this noisy city sound. I take course away from man, The silent road forgotten by my kind. And so without a plan, I seek whatever I shall find. The…read more