Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts

5.3.14

In one single blick

The eyes that capture the world
in one single blick
a universe has passed by
no knowledge of the past
or the future
forever in a single blick

The eyes that capture the world
forever and in a single moment
made in the deepest
abyss of the cosmos
and sent to the end of the
universe

The eyes that capture the world
and send its message all
around this mass of creation
and around the universe
into the knowledge of the
past and the future
forever in a single blick

28.2.14

Recycled Human

Tiny pieces of each of us are always breaking down,
after every hardship in our lives.
Small pieces of our soul snatched away from us,
taken forever and put into the dust bin.

Garbage is what we have become,
but does there hope remain,
for the recycled human,
for that of all those tiny little pieces created,
of hearts and souls and brains,
that have been broken by pain.

Tiny fragments of imagination and culture,
obducted from our bodies like a vulture snatching at it's prey.
Puny lumps just caught away like nothing,
like they were nothing to anyone,
straight into the dust bin.

Garbage is what we have become,
but does there hope remain,
for the recycled human,
for that, of all those tiny little pieces created,
of imagination and culture and souls,
that have been broken by force.

Insignificant remnants of our past lives,
of our sights and smells,
skinned from our bare bodies.
Minute slivers scratched from our backs,
and thrown in to the dust bin.

Garbage is what we have become,
but does there hope remain,
for the recycled human,
for that, of all those tiny little pieces created,
of skin and backs and souls,
that have been taken and left in anguish.


Named by Chris who will always be remembered as the DIY guy.

Every Single Day

Everyday we find our ways through our lives
everyday,
trudging and treading through the muck
of the world to find our ways
through our lives.

Everyday we try to find a way to survive,
to keep our sanities in this world of
absolute garbage and agony,
but failing unless we are granted
by the swift and early death.

Everday we try to deal with the pain and the hate
this world has to offer,
for more than that it has not to offer,
all our lives in the hands of the devil,
for that is all there is - sin without remorse.

I've Seen it All Before

I've seen it all before,
the terror in their eyes,
the terror in the skies,
coming down like a hurricane,
breathing flame and fear,
over all the sinners of no sins.

I've seen it all before,
heard all of it before,
heard the tales and the rhymes,
of all the evil in the world,
and all of it just lies,
spoken to inset fear
into all our hearts,
so we would go and
breath flame and fear,
over all the sinners of no sins.

All the sinners of no sins.

There's a Limit

There's a limitation to what a human mind can handle. There's only so much one can take, one can process and see and hear. 
There's only so much a human mind can handle.
I wish it was more, not for your benefit but for mine, I wish my mind was able to handle more.

There's a limitation to all that we can take in. To all that we can take in and learn and see and hear.
There's only so much we can take in.
I wish it was more, not for your sake but for mine, to all that I have gone through I wish I was able to see more.

There's a limitation to what you can do to a person. There's only so much a person can take, oppressed through indoctrination and pain.
There's only so much a person can take.
I wish it was less, not for my benefit, but yours since the oppression will only last forever if it isn't stopped.

Indoctrination or Persuasion?

If you ask a man to believe what you do,
are you trying to brainwash them,
or give them fresh eyes to an old matter?
Are you trying to give them a new doctrine
without their wishes,
or are you just opening their mind to something new?

If you ask a man to do what they are told
are you trying to brainwash them,
or give them the means to fight the good fight?
Are you trying to give them a new doctrine,
or help them make a tough decision?

If you force a man to do your bidding
are you trying to brainwash them,
or help them live their life to the fullest?
Are you trying to give them a new doctrine,
or help them survive this existence?

If you force a man to do anything,
you are never helping.
If you force a man to do anything,
you are nothing but brainwashing them.
You are nothing but indoctrinating them
to your liking, but never helping them survive
anything, only force them into pain and suffering
through your suggestions and training.

Whimsical Attention to Eccentric Schemes

Whimsical ideas
of politics and media
Whimsical thoughts
on culture and education
Whimsical reflections
on civilisation and science

Droll speculations
about the meaning of life
and the universe
and all
Droll attention
towards the dumbest parts
of life
the universe
and all
Droll feelings
for love
and happiness
and all

Eccentric schemes
to rule the world
to engage the viewer
to make the masses
believe your message
Eccentric schemes
to see your life
to see your deepest thoughts
to see your filthiest lies
Eccentric schemes
to find your lies
to find your thoughts
to find your schemes

The Hive Mind

There's nothing much to be said
when it comes to a single mind
There's nothing much to be said
when it comes to group mind
There's nothing much to be said
when it comes to a hive mind

When all that is thought
it nothing important
When all that is thought
is small selfish acts
of oppression and lust
When all that is thought
is nothing but junk
Junk and garbage and rubbish
and nothing of value
pompously spread through
the masses of to make them
go to the brink
of extinction
when it comes
to independent thought
and independent minds

There's nothing to be said
when it comes to a group mind
And there will be nothing to be said
when it comes to the time of the hive mind.

14.1.14

Safe to Say

Safe to say it's never the same
again
never in a new moon
the same again

Wish it was safe
to be oneself
truly to be oneself
but it's
safe to say
that will never
come to pass

Safe to say
the world will be
but you and me
will never
come to pass




All photos from Tumblr

9.1.14

Many a Sleepless Night

Many a sleepless night
I lay there awake in my bed,
staring at the dark
Staring into the
abyss that is my mind

Many a sleepless night
I toss and turn,
trying to fall again,
but keep staring into the
abyss that is my mind

Many a sleepless night
I wish my dreams
would not haunt
me so
But I stay awake
staring into the
abyss that is my mind

Many a sleepless night
I lay awake in my bed
Staring into the abyss
that is my mind
And the abyss
stares me back.

-Frankie Savage

13.12.13

Friday the 13th









There’s a hole in the world like a great black pit,

And the vermin of the world inhabit it,

And its morals aren’t worth what a pig could spit, 

And it goes by the name of London.

12.12.13

Lately I've noticed I have no appetit

Lately I've noticed
that each time I think
of food it comes to mind
that I am not hungry


But I am
I am hungry
feel it now
my stomach
noises and aches


But I refuse
to eat
for I notice no need
for food

I know I am wrong
need to eat
but I don't feel like it
I don't want to eat
but I do get  hungry
I just have no appetite


It's been lost
in the jungle of pills
I'm taking for this awful feeling
inside of me
that's trying to take over
and control me


The pills refuse
to let me eat
they make me sleep
and not eat
though hungry and in need


FSB



Deuteronomy 28:26 
Your carcasses will be food for all the birds and the wild animals, and there will be no one to frighten them away.

8.12.13

The Evening of Philosophers

i've noticed
noticed well
that now that i take
those happy pills
the pills that
make me do this
instead of something
worth
doing
my happy pills
they make me
do this
philosophise
over the importance of unimportance
and i wish
that my happy pills
lasted forever
for all i have left
without them
is sadness
pain
agony
crying
death
i never want to leave
the side of my happy pills
the evening of my philosophy
the evening of philosophers