Normalized Poems - Poems about Normalized

...Wake. Commute. Work. Repeat. They call this living? I call it the hamster wheel— spinning faster each year while the cage only shrinks. Three jobs to afford one roof. Two hours of dayl......

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...Words are seeds that grow and blossom, Open doors, Change the course, The mouthpiece of the mind, Intertwined with society, Use case undefined, Words depart as soon as they come, Although, ......

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...I often ponder about the perpetuous anathema in my household, because growing up, that abominable behavior was quite normalized. I’ve always heard derogatory, disrespectful remarks or comments, God,......

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...Faces of death stare against my raptured skin. Silently, they watch me in frigid judgment. I used to run from them in unholy matrimony, Peeling the sins from my teardrops Wishing they......

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... They twitch along nerves still wired to those fever induced rooms, memories of faces pressed against windows, peering in through curtains with their red eyes, screams stuck in throats suf......

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...Souls are assigned an agenda of purposeful worth People meander meaning as a purpose of birth Souls are here to experience emotional exchange Our confluence with drama deceives us estrange So......

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...In the Future, there will be no rose meadows, a desolate barren hellscape of ecocide normalized. The bleakness of reality made possible by the dominion of the Earth. Corporations contaminate the......

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...Across the ocean The abnormal is normalized There, where perverts lose shame, Coming out of the closet, putrid degeneracy seeks renown, unashamedly, sensuality is stuffed on your throat. b......

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...Thou wretched spot, thou churlish little knave, canst thou in truth believe thine own deceit? Engendered by thy lusts, thou art a slave, ensconced by thy morality’s retreat. Ye target those pla......

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...I was for long an active art enthusiast, with a special passion for still lifes, As the roving, scarlet sun, develops late passion for the bustling nightlife. I was ofttimes in large art museums,......

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...Could I, should I, and may I? You are my poetry. I am in love with his present, that my future longs for. My poetry is you, pale love. Your giddy eyes mesmerize me, your plump lips catch my att......

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...Political verses They came and looked. Assaulted the dwellers We preferred blindness The winner robs all Apartheid normalized Slowly we see horror They murder the holly. That insists on......

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...Whatever when you look to a lie to salvage what started as a good day When the storm takes over the blue sky When the cost is a friend lost but you must pay Whatever when you take advantage of......

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...It is absurd and sad. From the village stores to the shores. An eruption of corruption. Where is the corrupt? Who is corrupt? When have normalized the anomalies. For you to get one must also get......

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...Father, you say there will be good times and bad times But why does this all seem unfair? How many more sleepless nights? How many more hungry nights? How many more cold nights? Do I have to end......

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