Decadence Poems

Dead Dollies

He slips the noose around her slender neck
Cloaked and masked with heavy breath
He can't help but be obsessed
All the dolls hangin' around - pretty little lies that make not a sound
The poison of passion is imagined as they are undressed.

The dead in their eyes is magnificent
Ivory skin - chill to win
Realm of the dark, lips

THE BLAME IS IN HIDING

She's probably still tied to her mum's apron,
But she definitely needed no chaperon,
So to Dubai she went for a competition,
With many of her mates from the same institution.

She suddenly became a sensation,
When behind a hotel door of a foreign nation,
She romped, 
Not with one but with many they bumped.

The story was whitewashed as a hype,
All

What have we done to Generation Z?

What have we done to Generation Z?
Left them huge debts, who could break free?
Inflated the currency, raised every price
If you like your kids, how was that nice?

Playgrounds turned into pixelated parks,
Teens regret childhood chats with faceless sharks.
Images seen, can't be unseen,  
Can purity's acorn yet grow clean?

So many teachers indoctrinate
But they forget their job

Protection of Nature

“Look deep into nature, and then you will understand everything better.” 
Albert Einstein

                                          Protection

Din of Decadence

I posed no questions 
before my erroneous conception
I never asked to be or not to be
Serenading deserted streets with dirges 
exploring absence in back alleys
reciting Ophelia’s soliloquy from memory
my words wasted in a world poisoned by apathy 
Wearily I lay myself down 
in the dust of desiccated dreams 
whispering the single syllable 
of your name

Confronting Decadence

How I longed for and every morn,
For a decadent slice of cake,
At beginning of every dawn,
Was hooked, my heart did often ache.

Not fussy, fairy cake or bun,
To be sweet, I was for sure born,
Rain, snow, mist, hail or scorching sun,
How I longed for and every morn.

Traveled cities so far and wide,
At seven sharp did often

Western Decadence and Debauchery

Putin's banned
                  ~ Walt Disneyland



  When the title is longer than the poem,
    the discriminating reader forgoes 'em

Taped Thimbles To His Fingers

Amestecul his name Spiral Tantu
Who wishes my fiance as his wife
Wast makes her stall to marry me.
Her name Allus, she cursed me in
the detail of there romance. She is
nepasator and unkind. I often wait
for the translation of these details,
oh God am I fool? Am I a fool!

Getzen Kaiser

A Kids Moral Decadence

Now, he is fed up with his rubber pistol,
Irrepressibly itching for Hard Metal:
To every onlooker crystal clear
That Kingsley has drowned his fear
Of spraying bullets 360o degrees
And blood stains bestowing a black grease.

Whom we should reproach I knew all along,
For Kingsley’s now roguish eyes and song;
For I had his doting daddy warned
Against having a bull belatedly

Democratic Decadence

To decline in sense by standards, morals and dignity,
perceived decay in honor, faith and most of discipline.
Falling into the process of condition deterioration,
societies antiquities and its embarrassing vulgar declaration.
Excessive indulgences for the riches spoil,
and the hangover as inheritance as waste to toil.
No real challenges with that hoarded gold as bliss,
throwing all the coins towards the

Demons of Suburbia

Lawn furniture flavored ice cream
	served in moxa cups
Candied eyes of freshwater bream
	pickled bushdog pups.

Pig pizzle wrapped around a stick
	grilled upon the deck
Woven rope with cat head and brick
	hung about your neck.

Marzipan violin bowed by a stoat
	badminton played widdershins
A toast of poison without antidote
	barefoot on needles and pins.

Decadence

Departure from God's laws spells a nation's decay,
When wrong is made right and right thrown away.

When wickedness reigns in the hearts of a people
Then to see the truth,  they are not able. 

People who vote blindly,  swayed by vain promises, 
End up with injustice and abuses.

A tyrant cannot reign unless this we allow

Decadence Disease

The lights are dimming in this hospital room as my hands chafe the soft bedding.
My ears catch strong mourns, but they seem to be getting dimmer with each blaring.
~~~~~
This tongue of mine is coated in liquid medication, though, it feels numb.
All while my nose picks up the fragrance of the rotting flesh I've become.
~~~~
They want

Decadence

Her Icy blue eyes, as delicate as melting snow
Grips me with such intensity 
it is with fear I think she knows

but I am merely but a peasant boy 
born into her family to be owned

 An exuberantly wealthy family 
old money into which some banks are loaned

She's a delectable delicate creature
small petite and refined
A true

Opposites of Decadence

How you think about the life you are evolving
at this stage of your continuing maturation
you might best measure 
with how you feel about each day
you wake up to unfold 
within Earth,
among your Earth Tribes of sometimes cooperative 
sometimes felt too competitive
climates of ego- balancing primal eco-consciousness.

Abraham Heschel
the last of a long line of eminent Jewish

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