Take a knife to the strings that attach me
Pull out the bridge pins, strum me with drachmae
Maybe then I'd have some worth for you to allocate
Maybe your role in the end was the devil's advocate
A Satanist, not the blatantest
Flown under my radar, the blurb of my memoir
Where will you be when I windup a wreck
Wasting away, misstepping, forgetting, hanging from the cromlech
Wailing of sirens and the echo of 5150
Following the path painted by the whiskey
Always have been a pretty little liar
Introduction to an overanalyzer
Since when did you become so starry-eyed?
Mix my chemical bonds, manipulate me with aldehyde
The stars in your eyes, perhaps sourced from the countryside?
Deactivate my neuronal tracts, just a drop of cyanide
I never thought I'd be one to commit fratricide
Only something you could manage to make glorified
Dear brain
Please deactivate your green light
And let’s call it a night
Allow me to sink into the world of peace tonight
For I most certainly need my beauty sleep
Thank you and have me some sweet dreams
Lights off
And my brain is double down
actively surveying its web
My eyes are getting heavier as the hour is ticking away
passing the midnight hour
But my mind is yet to calm down
Still browsing on its web
Searching for that something
to be appreciated
Fin Chuuk
2/19/23
I hate that ignorance holds your heart
Something Something
has torn you apart
Hate can never graduate
It's too heavy we must deactivate!
ShErEe
Lets Rewind..
By S.I.Khan
Let's rewind?
I block u on Whatsapp,
U deactivate ur Facebook.
We don't talk for days.
Let's hear what the silence says.
Let's rewind?
I fight for our survival,
You built a wall of ignorance.
Your replies came late.
Let's embrace this feeling of hate.
Let's rewind?
A wind of doubt blew your hair,
Words of a stranger made home in your head.
I argue with you whole night.
Let's not forget the last fight.
Let's rewind?
We shared a touch for the first time,
Your blush is still imprinted on my mind.
I find reasons to make you smile
Let's walk again for a mile.
Let's rewind?
My dilemma of friendship and love.
Your assurance for being with me life long.
Heart finally ruled over mind.
Let's cherish our feeling so kind.
Let's rewind?
I exchanged my number for notes.
Your first "Hi" with a smiley.
I thought we will go long.
I wish I could rewind our love song.
sometimes I need to be
very in your face
make myself heard
let out that roar
and drama it up a score
the need for more
at the core
more intensity
vivacity
high voltage vibrancy
more "live it to the max" volitility
I'm here
right in your face
no comfort zone space
social media mad
posting the good
berating the bad
advocating this and that
slap in the face reality queen
believing she can make a difference
change the world philosophy
makin it reality
that's me
at other times
like a vapor, I rise
no trace of me
just a peripheral entity
no image
no sound
no feet on the ground
there but not there
giving all I've got
to float free from this spot
deactivate, hide
fight to stay alive
comatose complacency
that's me
strange...
the "in your face"
and "no trace" girl
both are....me
can you see?
Now...
in all honesty
in vital veracity
tell me...
who do you want me to be?
Eileen Manassian
extreme hard devotion is needed
to deactivate the circuits of sins
flashes through bodily limb's senses
neutralization must be demanded first
Good deeds of self being
invitation of well being of all
paves the ways of virtues
gradually soul gets its own destination
A stark raving madman has strapped a bomb to a nine year old boy's chest.
The boy is still in danger even though the man has been placed under arrest.
I'm very nervous even though I work for the bomb squad.
If I fail to deactivate it, the boy and I will both meet God.
If the bomb detonates, he will die before being able to have a life.
He'll never be able to shave, drive a car or take a wife.
Only a monster could do something like this.
I have to be calm even though I'm pissed.
I only have thirty seconds left, this situation is extremely dire.
Luckily I just deactivated the bomb by cutting the correct wire.
People are patting me on my back because I saved the boy.
Just knowing that I saved him will bring me a lifetime of joy.
(This is a fictional poem.)
Dear, Facebook
where is the dislike button? all the ignorances and nonsense, i been reading. People sharing their problems on their status, since when were you a therapist? Are you getting paid for this? If so i can get on the pay roll? If i post this as my status would you like it? Im just sharing my feelings like everybody else. And can we please stop with all the groups tired of my notifications going crazy with stuff that has nothing to do with me. If one more person tag me in a pair shoes, im gone deactivate my account.
sincerely, a fed up member.