Stay to the subject in hand
Write what you like
Yet relating to the subject
Instead of nonsenses.
A future of humanity will blur our identities into "transhumanism."
Future humans will consider themselves as "technologically" superiors.
When we will be probably all delusional and so-called tech slaves
A Horse will be your faithful friend, and let's live in a cave.
No smart technologies! Yes! That will set you FREE!
Do not put your brain in a box, Do not put keep the heart in a cage!
Caves will be a better place than a digital slave society.
We are losing our freedom of thought and speech day by day.
Apps, websites, software, self-driving cars are following you.
There is not any place for you to run; there is no city to hide.
The eyes of technology are watching you!
When self-deceived society will show off their willful ignorance,
Wise people will hide and cover their enlightened knowledge!
When robots and artificial intelligence will be future leaders of nonsenses
I will be the leader of sheep, goats, and chickens!
When people will be blind with their open eyes
Society will be dead with beating hearts.
I will be a prisoner by choice...!
My Muse!
My muse is not an imaginary being made up by ancient civilizations saying that inspiration
for everything comes from supernatural beings different ones assigned to different things
instead it comes from inside of my brain
which derives from my creativity
my imagination
my fantastical thoughts
my intellect
my stupidity
my rage
my anger
my indecisiveness
my two year old tantrum throwing
my acting before thinking rationally
my truly raw and naked side of me
my selfishness
my introvertedness
my extrovertedness
my imbalances
my believes
my disbelieves
my wants
my desires
my goals
my dreams
my problems
my solutions
my uncontrollables
my unknowable
my travels
my mental disorders
my passions
my hatreds
my biases
my nonsenses
my nuances
my lovers
my ex-lovers
my interests
my disinterests
my attacks
my heart aches
my heart breaks
my successes
my failures
my anything and everything inspires me to write whatever comes my way
whenever I make it come to pass
by writing it into existence through my poetry and my poetic-proses!
Sisters, Beware!
When he says I love you, I care
You're the best, your kind is rare..
when he touches you in sensual places,
taking over all your senses....
causing to utter pleasant nonsenses
You will tell yourself " He is the best"
Not knowing that your sense of judgment
is being put to test, instead you heed not and jest!
But I tell you dear sisters-Beware!
How genuine are those promises and care?;
He treats you to dinner for two
making you his only tattoo.
He seems to spoil you with gifts and affection
and you let your guard down..submitting to lust
believing he's an example of perfection!
See...Have you taken time to read his mind
if what he's after is mainly your "front" and "behind?"
I tell you sisters-Beware!
Be sure that he's truly there......
Lies were througout the journey.
Walking, I had so much passion.
Walking, I was interested in that.
Walking, I had no sight for that.
The curve was sudden, in the middle.
Longing, my flesh burned angrily.
Longing, my hair knew the white.
Longing, my heart had enough.
Life started in the short existence.
Dust, all I could view.
Nonsenses, all my former dreams.
Something, assuredly I didn't view.
The curse could laugh, before me.
Reign, so obvious was hers.
Shamelessness, I hated how she showed it!
Queen, this name was unfortunately hers...
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