Short Sad Society Poems
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Are you sad?
Nothing but fake news
Slow and steady
Drags me down
Kids will be kids
AP: Honorable Mnetion 2025
christmas tree tinsel holiday spirit
no gifts under the tree for children
a sad fridge mostly bare
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
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Lush leather spotlit,
A poor girl’s palmprint on glass,
Kept a world away.
Once the green land of morning calm and high serenity
Soon waved the blood red flag, stained with the false words “We will soon be free”
Now a grey, barren mountain swallowed by Yaldabaoth’s sea
Little Davie wants to pray like a pro
Too bad for Davie that he doesn’t know
His mentor is a fraud
His conduct deeply flawed
Every night, to the peep-shows he does go
frigid winds
slice through
forlorn survivors
vicious viruses
infect
silently
ignoble trolls
incinerate
merrily
loitering crowds
frolic
mindlessly
tis the season
for
force-fed
forgettable
FOLLY
Boxed
With air
All around
Yet I still go:
'Gasp.'
We are all chess pieces,
in this game we call life,
only trying to move forward,
through all the strife,
jumping on those,
who get in our way,
only pushing forward,
as we play,
be number #1,
we've always been told,
even as our hearts,
grow weary and cold.
I lost my mind today.
They say I look ok,
Because they cannot see,
The truth being betrayed;
But I saw it in you and I laughed.
Not again, I am oh so daft,
To believe in love after all this time.
A sucker punch…a final line.
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What is there left to accomplish
When the highest clouds have been touched?
There is such victory in silence
compared to the sound of your thoughts.
Dodging the cracks in the sidewalk
Nearly led me to my death.
The world is my captor and
Has embraced me in warm deceit.
there is ugliness in this world
where there is no need for it
why do we tolerate indifference
injustice, brutality and greed
when there's plenty to go around
it's a game of checkers for the have's
and mere survival for the have-not's
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Plastic girl,
scars painted over
Plastic and shiny,
looks like nobody's hurt her
But deep down inside,
She's broken and torn
A lifetime of hurt,
to hold down she's sworn
So she covers her face,
with a painted-on smile
A hard plastic girl,
the plastic heart has been there a while
We've come across scammers,
white elephants,
damsels in distress,
fake online banks,
false prophets....
At one time in our lives we've thought
that we have neared or reached our
breakthrough,
only for reality to sink in painfully,
reminding us of fool's gold....
Date of Entry: 13/11/2016
gray sky swallows
a surly surface
gritty sky smothers
a solitary sleepwalker
i sit
i sit & wait
& wait
& wait
& wait
for
the
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There once was a wonderful magic land
Known for sugar cane, Havana and sand
Then a communist came
Fidel Castro his name
Freedom, the good life, democracy -- banned
Now comes an even gorier story
On wings of socialist oratory
'Maduro-Chavez'
Became the new Prez
Corruption, starvation -- purgatory
An old man once said:
Freedom isn’t free
As a child, I grew up,
never understanding those words.
As an adult, I learned,
the tree of freedom is watered with blood.
I thought we had paid enough.
But as trees wither without water,
so does freedom without its tribute.
As such I hoped,
we could pay with sweat and duty.
But once again-we choose red...
Nameless faces
The streets are filled with nameless faces
Wandering through the town
No one talks, all are strangers
Herded up and down
Trudging steps they take and go
While staring at the floor
Thoughts they flutter to and fro
As they do their daily chore
Conversations never heard
Companionship's unknown
No one speaks a single word
Where the nameless faces roam
I'm angry
so angry
The testosterone is killing me
it has problems no-one wants to see
I love the dominance
I love the sex
I hate my emotions,
so I repress
I'm angry
so angry
I can't talk
without them laughing
Why am I angry?
so angry,
not sure why I'm dying
slowly
I finally realize why I'm angry
so angry
I tried to impress myself
while flying
Tragedy spoke
Form:
The pain is back; feeble heart.
I can feel myself sinking into my dark art.
Hand me a life jacket or tear me apart with a single sentence.
To me you are only a thing of non-consequence.
All people are, is driving in their cars.
I’ve travelled far, but never left my star.
Hollywood drive, I have arrived;
Paint by number movies, oh how we laughed and we cried.
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Form:
A crippled mass of beggars
Each at the corner of every street
Deformed by cruel and greedy hands
They perform their daily feat
Of scrounging from the passers by
The people in their cars
Their pathetic, doleful entreaties
Oh, how my heart it scars
Yet who is the beneficiary
In this profit-full career?
I'm sure it's not these limbless souls
Whose lives are not there nor here.......
Whose plight we don’t wish to hear
standing in line
at the local grocery store.
I stood there watching people
sighing impatiently and tapping their toes
while typing on their phones.
I was next, elderly lady ahead
was paying by check.
I saw her tremble
as her fragile fingers penned
away her social security check.
I reached over, held her hand.
said my dear friend,
"this checks on me."
an experience never observed
in "self checkout."
The finish line for the
rat-race speeds ever ahead of
its leaders;
brilliantly ruthless people;
brilliant and myopic.
One by one they will
drop out of the race;
drop down.
Today’s leaders will not be
in the race tomorrow.
The wolves snapping at their
heels would have
taken over.
And, behind,
receding rapidly, to the
horizon, will be their
grand mausoleums.
why oh why do we cry
its not cause were weak, its cause were human.
men think that they're weak,
and girls if they cry.
its just we get caught up in the lies,
and what people decide.
i dont cry beacuse im weak.
its becasue,ive been strong for too long.
so before you judge me, you should get to know me.
in all reality, im a strong willed person,
and all you have to do is listen.
ill show you, that im more than i appear.
Rocks are quite overrated,
Aren't they now?
What can you do with a rock?
With a rock can you even milk a cow?
"We MaKe RoAdS WiTh rOcKs"
Okay, but still, what else is there use?
Can the rocks fix my broken light bulb,
Can they even fix its fuse?
"But that's not what they are meant to do!"
Exactly! So why are people expected to do more?
More than what they CAN do!
Let them do what they can!
Do what can be done by YOU!
i drown myself in shallow streams my known noncompliance in the only reason i scream
i hang myself from 4ft high i only flail because i know that i won't die
i cut only a half inch deep i only cry because i know my life i'll keep
i throw myself off a 10ft post and i do it again and again because i know that broken bones will be the most
In the face of death my body pleads but my mind it screams
because it knows that death is the one thing i need
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