Short Nihilistic Poems
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The opposite of optimistic
Win/Win love
is not pessimistic
Lose/Win risk
but nihilistic
Lose/Lose geno/eco-cide.
They were formed from the death of innocence,
Their creed 'We are nothing'
They solve the worlds problems,
Taking in people who have lost all they had,
And teaching them to survive.
Their word has spread throughot creation,
And is poor people's salvation.
Form:
Real education
starts
when the university
fades
in your rearview mirror
Its nihilistic
narrative
disappearing
in the mist
Umbilically
the ties
are cut
as light
comes rushing in
The wax of
dead
banal professors
— melting in the past
(Dreamsleep: March, 2025)
Another dream has come to me
(Most horrid of its kind)
It showed me all that will never be
In my present state of mind
A nihilistic, sadistic Curse-
Disease that eats my harried brain
Just let it be, there's nothing worse
Than popping pills to ease the pain
*I'll let you translate the title lol ;)
always left to our devices
betterment crushed to dust
answered never during crisis
never found inside our trust
detrimental, godless wars
opening our deepest fears
nearing death, the way it bars
meager payment are our tears
ever found within our hope
nihilistic in its scope
trusting no one, even our reflection
Unveiled,
the moon will find you
after morose beginning
of becoming – me
Homophobia creeps in,
beyond the condemnation,
the incompleteness.
You walk straight in the arms
of contradiction, confusion
smearing the wall
with your crimson, nihilistic words.
Every other person
a demi – god
stands on your fears, sends whispers
down your ears.
To abdicate the colleagues
of dawn.
SATISH VERMA
Form:
a
nihilistic
hobby horse
in a sense
of outrage
in
hysterical
fragments
of time
of
multiple
manifestations
in the incoherent
moving
in
a condensed
cadence of rhythmic
random harmony
transfixed
in
a lateral
displacement
embodied
in
still
life
struggling
to
move
guile