Poet Destroyer A Poet Free verse

Playing Human

The smile on my lips
is forced and coerced
I pretend to pay attention
give the best possible advice
everyone praises me
I'm so kind, polite and nice
It's all just automation
I rarely actually listen
certainly don't care
all I'm doing
is playing human
blending in
fitting in
I'm so perfectly hidden
you'll never even
see a curtain, 
from where I stand

   Majoring in social events
   Put on a pedestal
   for computing with you
   I'm so perfectly hidden 
   smiling from time to time
   Labeling those 
   with all sincerity
   open mind every day
   Passing along appeal
   continuing to fit in
   blend in
   pretend
   force program 
   Is it just me or
   am I the perfect human?

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Gail Debole February 13, 2020 at 9:39 AM Agree...we are forced into situations where we have to put others first or that we don't fit into exactly and that is when we feel we are not ourselves. I think that we can all relate to that and that makes us...you...very human. Love this poem. Makes me think.

Joe Maverick March 17, 2018 at 1:49 AM Hii P D, This is a really good 'study' of the frailty and possibilty's each of us are at times quite aware of and yet..' A few paradoxes here yes this is a good write on the values/ attitudes either valubale or not valid or not of those strange creatures 'Humans'

Steven Starkey January 8, 2017 at 5:38 PM I am certainly relating to this. I too feel like i am only pretending to human when i feel otherwise.

Tess Waddingham November 15, 2016 at 6:26 PM This is incredible! A beautiful poem, the writing is amazing(:

Darren White October 16, 2016 at 2:25 AM I am reading your poems. All of them one day, I hope, for they are great! This one us my favourite for now. It's painful and beautiful :)

Beverly Read August 15, 2016 at 2:20 PM Very interesting. Sounds like where I was some years ago. I pretended to be a person for many years; finally I went slightly crazy and then when I came to, I divorced my husband. Only smarter thing would have been never to have married him and suffered for 14 years. Thank you for this. Once of these days I'll post "Awakening" which is my poem about that experience. Right now I'm just dipping my toes in and posting lighter stuff.

David Waldrop July 27, 2016 at 12:02 AM This point this poetry is very true. There have been more than a few times where this was my definition that this poem was my identity. When we see the truth though. When we see the truth we never have to pretend again because our hearts will be full of Truth. Thank you for this poem Poet Destroyer. It started my heart of an emptiness I had almost forgotten. Thanks to the truth I'm no longer empty.

Ironic Zink June 6, 2016 at 8:19 AM I failed to reply to a comment that you, kindly, took the time to post. My punishment, kidding; issued by self... consisted of reading one of your posts at random and tell you how awesome you are! You Rock! (love the A in your profile name, whether intentional or not, I must say... I like it and secrets' safe with me... kidding) you're awesome!-Chris aka Ironic Zinc (of illusion)

Graphite Drug May 15, 2016 at 3:13 PM Not sure about the form and meter, it appears improvised. The rhymes work, but the punctuation and lack of stanzas leaves questions. For example, I'd create a stanza after "automation" and use a period after "curtain". The two lines after curtain I would play with or remove and start another stanza. The subject matter of this poem is terrific. You handle it well.

Nikki Christie May 10, 2016 at 5:34 PM This is fantastic - I love your style! I especially love 'I'm so perfectly hidden you'll never even see a curtain' - gave me shivers.

Ravindra K Kapoor May 4, 2016 at 2:49 AM Every line of this beautiful write dear friend contains a very natural message "What we try to see is not always, what we search and try to find". Great write PD from your beauty blended pens in collaboration. A 7+ for this inspiration write. Love and best wishes always...Ravindra K Kapoor

Manar Ammar May 1, 2016 at 4:31 PM Beautiful expression and writing. Great job:)

Manmath Dalei April 9, 2016 at 1:28 AM Very nicely penned. I am very much inspired after reading our poem "Hands". I am also in process of writing a poem on a vital sense organ. Hope, it will reach ur heart.Wishing u nice days ahead.....take care.

Jean Lee March 11, 2016 at 3:21 PM wow i really like this one, great message and great choice of words, something to consider...

Ryan Farmer February 27, 2016 at 3:30 PM Well Shakespear did write All the world's a stage, And all the men and women merely players; They have their exits and their entrances, And one man in his time plays many parts, great minds do think alike.

Walter T. Ashe February 17, 2016 at 9:01 PM To be...or not to be??? Your words are quite thought provoking and genuine! I do enjoy...reading and learning!

Vladislav Raven February 14, 2016 at 10:21 PM Hi Linda, well you guys have written a little gem here. I always say look back through people's work, you never know what little sparks of genius you might find. The human condition really. Sometimes we try to be almost too perfect for the ones who Love us when we only need to be ourselves, so remember, always be yourself. You and Nate, you have hit the nail on a part of the human condition. I say play yourself, that is as human as it needs to get. A seven and a fave....Vlad.

Brian Mcclain February 12, 2016 at 11:46 AM Great, very well written study of the human condition--or inhuman condition, as the case may be. "I'm so kind, polite and nice It's all just automation" is a great line. I think we all have to do that, at least from time to time. You have captured that sentiment better than most--who can't articulate it so well (or simply won't admit to it).

Naive Poet February 12, 2016 at 7:46 AM excellent -

Daniel Turner January 13, 2016 at 11:47 AM Careful, this could could be taken many ways. Excellent write.

A Yorkshire Poet January 6, 2016 at 5:27 PM Humanity - is it all an act? Brilliant. Cheers.

M. Sana December 17, 2015 at 11:06 AM An amazing poem, I absolutely loved the flow and concept.. so true!!! stay blessed :)

Keith Bickerstaffe December 4, 2015 at 10:27 PM I think we all at one time or another tune out and play the human by being nice... everyone loves 'nice.' Are we perfect humans? Hell, I think I am! A super piece P.D. Best wishes, Keith

Agona Apell November 21, 2015 at 4:10 AM My phrasal vocabulary certainly needs the phrase "to play human." Love the thought, love the lines!

Chante Reeves November 17, 2015 at 3:09 AM her closest stranger, me, I too play the role of perfect human, I bob and weave so the darts of reality never hit me, clinging to this fantasy, to be a robot and still manage to move gracefully, to read from the teleprompter but still speak so eloquently, I sneeze and spit and chew and blink on cue, I need whatever is real, but from you? Are you my life line? Are you my clue? There I go again..being the perfect human.. (You inspired me) love this poem. Thank you. Maybe we can collab one day :)

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