Short Synthetic Poems
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In the sea
Of your mind
There is something
You’re trying to hide
I see it vaguely
In your eyes
I see it through
Your synthetic lies
Form:
A Litre of Books
A litre of
books spills A letters over
synthetic rubber edge onto
completely miserable carpet that’s
my sea.
Leave me behind I don't need a crowd
nor synthetic sounds that are too loud
Drop me off at the shore by the seaside
I will climb a dolphin, don't need a ride
For everything real, there's a synthetic
That has the same feel, compare them forget it
All samples are sealed, prepared and perfected
To travel the field, Paripatetic
falsified ashes
uncharacteristic dust
synthetic flashes
artificial wind blows rust
plainly felt when life goes bust
Three hundred years is not too long alive;
There’re some of us who’ve lived twice that!
Immortal race built to sustain, survive,
With plastic bone, synthetic skin and fat.
synthetic
fake, manufactured
enduring, lasting, unyielding
fabric, plastic, forests, lakes
burning, contaminating, corrupting
vulnerable, delicate
natural
lunatic tile underneath a formica god.
he cracks at the edges.
synthetic delirium..
coptic nerve....
in his head plastic can be holy
.in his head
he bends but never breaks
Cocktails and dinners
neon lights and enchantment
concrete buildings and glass fronts
The solitude screams
sad urban development
pockets of synthetic grass
She said: ‘Sweep soft snowflakes this sunny Sunday -
Synthetic sleet, you see, from Slava’s Snow Show!’
My wife and mother managed to read it slowly.
(About my day at work for Gwendolen's contest)
Standing at the brink of our new world
I gaze into the majestic landscape.
I see a novel synthetic fraternity
Shining lights of discovery –
Teetering on the edge
Of a blazing dystopian inferno.
Waking up on broken glass, dirty clothes, and forgotten thought,
your mind has come back from synthetic bliss and is thriving comfort.
Without no will, your body moves to find someone who sells peace.
Joy and sorrow,two Skies,
Down pouring,
Tear rains,
Every drop of tear,
Bears a value like pearls,
The wailers on death,
Inviting synthetic tears,
Enjoy value,
In monetary terms!
Let the wind blow cool like someone's breath
after eating Winterfresh. Let
the willows fly free as if
just paying bail. And let
them hang like a twelve
inch, synthetic
ponytail.
Blow wind,
blow.
aka
"No More Masks" or "Avon Calling"
It seems that your looks are genetic
And no one would claim they're magnetic
Improve the aesthetic!
Apply a cosmetic!
Synthetic is seldom pathetic!
A crackle, a tickle, a pickle you’re fickle.
Your theatrics are hard to please, what a tease.
Your synthetic synopsis has no story.
What makes you have all the glory?
Your velocity is quite an atrocity of word play.
EVERYTHING FORGOTTEN -:-
artistical
indissohible
unity
purposed
utopia
to WORK TOGETHER
modest
extreme
analogy
ingeniously
conceived
in EXISTENTIAL IMAGINGS
elicit
reality
remembered
synthetic
dreams
A blissful torment of stagnant virtues solidifies the unity incomplete.
Revolution looms in the hearts of millions. Undesirable uproar invoking insidious
apocalypse extrude the synthetic lapse of cognition, society’s true poison.
E...Eggs dyed pretty colors in baskets
A...All nestled in pastel artificial
S...Synthetic grasses, waiting the time
T...To be hidden, then found again, yea!
E...Easter's meaning disguised ..what's needed
R...Redemption, salvation at the Cross
Insignificant
This dust
A void
We trust
This is real
Magnetic solids
Fate is sealed
Whatever
You call it
So struggle still
Churning fauna
In constant flux
Earthly sauna
Show me
The end
If it’s soon
I can't defend
Synthetic moons
Slashed lines’ frequency extends
Neon-freckled wormhole ride
Unstable tide rocks the set
Slashed lines’ frequency extends
Ivory starlight, synthetic decay
Shape distorting abyssal cry
Slashed lines’ frequency extends
Neon-freckled wormhole ride
Another day, I wanted to stay in bed, and live in the dream inside my head. Wondrous places, perfect faces, glowing lips painted red.
Outlanders call it pathetic, to prefer a world that's synthetic,
But the real world, is the one I dread.
Free falling,
your ex is calling
You’re just stalling,
watch life falling.
Life is magnetic,
love turns kinetic
Her chest is synthetic,
her body magnetic.
Drugs help you smile
life’s not really worthwhile
Breathing’s out of style
on your face is death’s smile.
The natural& the normal,synthetic yet,small scale,regular and the
irregular, embossed.Illumed in the artificial light .Drawings and legible forms intrique and beguile creating mind-games in memory.
Characature & cartoon avant-garde of the geometric in three dimensional desire.
INCLINATIONS
sensitive
&
secluded
meditatives
stimulate
submersible
&
then
imbues
uncertainty
an
abstract
dissolves
superficial
figuratives
closeness
distilled
the
elective
synthetic
beginning
in
popular
envy