P1519 I run

I run, I run, as fast as I can run, 

Away from the memories that make me.

I hate myself, I think it's fate,

But fate isn't uncertainty I can see.

Through the meadow I run, head's quite spun,

Everything needs to be rewritten at once.

But the threads run deep, unsatisfying my grip,

Spool from the yarn undone. 

My mental joints, if I have a point,

Rattled in the mind some way.

Distortion is a snake, there's no escape, 

I've been trying to chase it away.

I'm merely now a ghost, of a former post,

Wispy and frozen in time.

The trajectory is straight, downward its fate,

A future where hope is a crime.

I'm really weak, the shadow more bleak,

I concede, I've lost my speed.

Edges have blurred, the tongue badly slurred, 

Still standing where I started to bleed.

Round and round, with a maddening sound, 

I scream the madness out of me.

It's just a start, the pain's too stark,

A bona-fide mess of misery.

P1518 Origin myth (just made it up)

I vomit up this ground, it's going to be round, 

My farts will make the air for free. 

In this origin myth, the fleas and their kith, 

Henceforth be humans, by decree. 

Being their god, I push them with a rod,

They'll wreak havoc, I foresee. 

When they till this land, the seeds in the sand,

Will grow into a forest of trees.

On their knees, exorbitant fees,

With their prayers, much more I get.

Silly in their mind, simpleton and blind,

They'll think for their matters, I fret.

My piss rain, these creatures will be vain,

I'll shit on their heads, just for fun.

It's my puke, I'll decide when to nuke,

They'll be dead, and then another run.

Worlds will come and go, my vomit has flow,

No dearth of entertainment for me.

An almighty must be great, fools afraid,

How cool is this new creative spree.

P1517 রক্তবমি

কবি হয়েছি আমি 

কবিতা নয় যেন রক্তবমি 

রক্ত ফেনার মধ্যে ওষ্ঠ খুঁজে 

খেয়ে যাও তুমি হামি 

কত কি বলার ছিল 

হঠাৎই মরে গেলাম সখা 

ফাস্টফুড বেশি হয়েছিল তাই 

পেয়ো নাকো মনে ব্যথা 

আমার হাগা খুঁজলেই পাবে 

দুঃখ কত পেটে ছিল 

শেষ মুহূর্তে লিভার বার্স্ট করে 

জীবন কাতুকুতু দিয়ে দিল 

আমার পিছনের ঘোলা জল 

তোমার চোখের নোনা জল 

যদি মিশে হয়ে যায় একাকার 

তবে আমি ভূত হয়ে 

আসবো না ঘাড় ভাঙতে 

একটি দাঁত কেলানো ছবি 

ফ্রেমে পুরে টুনি বাল্বের মালা পরিয়ে 

রেখো প্রেয়সি উত্তরের দেয়ালে 

স্বপ্নে আসবো আমি বেখেয়ালে 

ভয় দেখাতে রাতে

 

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P1510 Sad

I feel sad, really bad,

Sometimes, I want to just die.

My mind is fucked, my life has sucked, 

Everything is just a big lie.

A deflated attitude, overcome by lassitude, 

An unhallowed existence, that shouldn't be.

A worried frown, a sad pointless clown, 

A weary, listless cloud hangs over me.

The world is closed, feel pretty hosed,

All selfish people on this shore.

I don't fit at all, with my hairy balls,

I don't want to live anymore.

Everything I think, always has a stink,

I serve no purpose in this sphere. 

People like lies, like french fries,

The end of the world is very near.

I'm a tactless stump, always get bumped, 

Against the assortment of evil wheels. 

Emotions don't out, several severe pouts,

The very quintessence of mental ills. 

I was never hot, at least had clear thoughts; 

But thinking can be a disadvantage, you see!

Morons without brain, just plain semen,

Have already done better than me.

Bang bang bang, or I will hang,

People hate shit from a jocular jackass.

But I don't know, how else to go,

I have a stomach full of smelly gas.

The scenario is grim, my manners hardly prim,

I stick out like poop in a pan.

Education is a hoax, I'll never anyone coax,

Please stay uneducated if you can.

More you know, the less you're sure,

Whereas fools say they know it all.

They thump their chest, loudly attest,

You cocoon yourself into a diffident ball.

I may sound gung-ho, but it's not so,

My prevailing price is jack-shit.

No one cares, unkempt pubic hairs, 

A long eerie tunnel, one bulb, unlit.

In god we believe, superstitious heave,

But only the empirical gives us our daily bread.

Blare to an empty hall, no one has the balls,

To question the scams forced inside their head.

I've always told, business can be gold,

Greedy people covet this or that. 

But my utter dismay, their heads full of hay,

Their budgets are worth piss or scat.

There's no point, smoke a joint,

Smart in a chain of fools, is more foolish.

You endup bad, penniless and sad,

Wishing you had never started or wished. 

What you really need, is belligerent greed,

A strident hypocrite is the surest way.

Bullshit is best, extroverted hairy chest,

Guarantee success any day.

Death and the dead, always in my head, 

I rehearse all the ways there are to die.

No one really cares, parochial their stares,

Indifferent fraudsters, full of pretense and lie. 

Simmering on a stake, make no mistake, 

This is what you get, for an original mind.

Noise fills the void, very hard to avoid,

Being just another shadow in the grind.

Aliens with cattle prod, lenders with a rod,

And other many ways to be dead.

Variety is spice, but not very nice,

Because I really only have, one head.

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P1503 Organic Tea

Direct the piss, to the country like this

Hallelujah you get organic tea.

Always shit, in a plastic bag that fit:

A self-reliant country is the key!

It's a slight to the brotherly might,

If we can't sink this silly island with poop.

On the loins of our lion, in the circus we scream, 

"Make it jump through each and every hoop."

To our crap, add chinese debt-trap,

What a wonderful way to sink.

You have debt, but not born yet,

A new traditional family think.

The great Rajapakshas make Sri Lanka great,

Our turds affiliated with ceylon tea.

Nepotistic Autocracy one common flavor;

You must try our Shit-stained Democracy.

We've taken a loan, the people only groan,

How else will our Swiss accounts swell?

People are really dim; ass raping cream 

Works on them very well.

Shout a lot of words, random works,

Make them gag with religious drivel.

Revised to the core, make the lion a whore, 

Drag it by its scepter to hell.

Knock on fallen ironwood, everyone's good, 

We ram the lion's dildo up their ass.

All the dissent, isn't worth a cent, 

You get a chamber full of Rajapaksha gas.

You can always die, the sky is really high,

No more jobs, imagine how you're free!

No more fuel, education or health 

Think like a monkey on a tree.

Long snaking queues, apocalypse has hues,

Realize what you easily took for granted. 

Do everything in the day, then it's dark by the way,

You may feel a tad disenchanted.

Democracy is a tool, to make quick fools, 

Of minds softened by religious mace.

We're the vanguard, fuck you really hard,

Cum is splattered on your face.

Always our kin, or if you lick our rim,

Stop planning on anything fair.

Fair only happen in fairy fucking tales,

Democracy is a twisted affair:

Consensus is managed by deceit and lies, 

The grandstands are all make-believe.

We fuck all your holes, we suck your souls 

Leave you to rot and bereave.

It's a daisy chain, goons give pain,

The world order changing quite a bit.

Either you're a part, or a hypocrite to start,

Honesty is just diarrheal shit. 

We yell high fives, steal your screaming wives,

All you can do is watch and cry!

This nation is ours, no point in fussy hours,

Please roll right over and die. 

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P1500 Mister Nanno

I'm retired, name mister nanno

That's the bengali for a dick

I've lived my life in sun and strife 

No longer that firm and slick

I don't like my neighbor mister asshole 

He stinks all the time

He farts a lot, the sound is soft

But I feel it's a horrible crime 

Plus most people don't see

What I get in front of me

You'd think a girl, face pretty and all

I get a cave with rancid waterfall 

Or a tonsil sometimes or a shitty cave

And that's the reason I come so early 

I can't wait for the horrible experience to end

I can only tolerate it yearly, only nearly 

And an orgasm is me being sick 

I don't enjoy the vomit in fact

The piss is bad and it is sad

I can't ever retire from that

I hate the rubber jacket 

That makes things really really bad

Imagine swimming in your puke

Worse experience I've had

The guy I'm attached to

Is a penny less fuckpot 

An unpaid no-good imbecile 

Of the depressed and brooding lot

I haven't seen a new underwear 

He never has any cash

The cheap material he wears often 

Gives me red blisters and rash

A militant atheist and empiricist 

Thinks he's the prime minister 

When in reality no one gives a fuck

Except his mommy and sister

As a hail mary attempt 

I've condescended to fuck a test tube 

That way I ensure a sterile experience 

And my favorite deo scented lube 

For you see the balls are always bitching 

They want to pass on the gene

I'm nonplussed about this freak's continuity 

But I can't be obscene

He has never done or had any fun

Worth a mention if you ask me

His heart of gold can't be cashed or sold 

And gold is the color of his pee

Hero wants to open closed eyes

With doodles and wretched rhymes 

The man is going to get crucified 

I'll die needlessly for his crimes

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P1498 গোল

মারব লাথি করব গোল 

হাসবে সাথী পড়বে টোল 

মুন্ডু  দিয়ে দেবো হেড 

হাত নেই তাই ফাউল ডেড

বিন্দু বিন্দু ঘাম জমেছে খেয়েছি আমি রাম 

নেপাল থেকে এসেছি আমি কেউ দিল না আম 

বাংলা বড় কিপটে দেশ খালি নিজের কথাই ভাবে 

বড় বড় মাছের পিস কব্জি ডুবিয়ে খাবে 

রাতে আমি দারোয়ান বড়লোকের বাড়ি 

মাইনে এতই কম যে শূন্য আমার হাড়ি

পাহাড় আমায় ডাকে বড় ফিরেই আমি যাব 

একটা গোল দিতে পারলে সম্মান আমি পাব 

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P1479 Prickly

I count my pubes and cart my fart

I really don't think I'm alive 

I need delusions to get by

To be part of the witless hive 

My hairy balls make the dominoes fall 

I say I have wonderful lips 

Whatever it is and be as it mays

I love to gyrate my hips

The poem sucks mindless fucks 

The planet in a sea of entitled misery 

I don't know what the future might hold 

Just another crotchless sissy 

The sun has set on my head 

I just feel glum and gloomy

The dreams aren't naughty as before 

The rooms are always roomy

Scams like jam salted like ham

No dearth of goons, crooks or liars

Everything connected a con circuit 

The heads often the highest hires

Can't clean up the mess I confess

Just a fly in the ointment you see

Quick with their snare no pubic hair 

Nobody wants a fool like me

A festooned fool drowning in his drool

Seeks comfort in a multistage bread 

Fermented froth always the chosen broth 

Meager abilities very thinly spread

Robots in underwear too drunk to fear

A supremely overconfident self-assured society 

A giant dildo in their ass controls the jazz

Shimmering and flashing stupidity

The world is closed like my lids up close 

There's nothing to cheer me up

I taste my tongue the blood in gums

Need to forever shut up

People running south cocks in their mouth 

They can't think while on the run

Fun has begun art behind bars

Can't speak freely under this sun 

Dim critters in their smelly shitters 

The whole world is full of human poop 

What I know paints a horrible picture 

The whole nation is in a soup

The leaders are vile very hostile 

To the very people who got them their chair

I can now say and with utter dismay 

It's true that "Life's not very fair!"

Flavors of lollipop blood on my cock

Every balance will be a bloody red

If you barter you soul for ends so foul 

You're going to regret till you're dead

Addicted to adjectives the unconscious collective 

Prone to a buffet of vice and con

Easy to fool no trophies for school 

You pray not to be preyed upon

Planet of idiots think without thoughts

An established hierarchy of scum 

The one with the drums or the guns

Delivers most of his delicious cum

Mustachioed men very thick semen

They're always ready to rape at will 

All you need to do is stand in their way

Or in the vicinity of their vicious hill 

Bitch is enriched in a threesome sandwich 

What the fuck is going on you ask

Stumbling over lies paying an eternal price 

I carry my own tea in a flask

Barcoded assholes with poles in their holes

Shallow greedy empty hollow whore

I stand shattered with my head battered 

Comical contradictions galore

A pair of mammary glands in several hands

School dress outsell everything else 

It's the innocent smell going to psycho hell

Lust dripping from its spiral shell

Tesselation of evil catchment for the devil 

Now that's not a nice thing to think

The pits are deep people half asleep 

Precariously near the bottomless brink

What is hell there's no bell

My pants are on fire you see

It was an ant, now I recant 

A giant mind eating flea

These are the parts under the glass

They're sharp and fiendishly prickly 

All assembled I think a beast I'll build 

Devour the universe easily

The silt is deep deception to the hilt

There isn't anyone to see the light here

My life is spent howling till the end

Horrible the horrors in this sphere

Comfort in the marquee outside anarchy 

A sham democracy is a veiled threat 

I've raised my voice in poem with poise

Like a guitar with mangled fret

Hairs on my tail have set their sail 

This country is about to go POP

A sound like a wimp is all I can think 

Unreason has no reason to stop

The cancer has spread now eat your bread 

Before the teeth fall out with a bite

This generation is dead the next is dying 

Is it legal to fly a smiling kite?

Congratulate yourself as you look on the shelf 

A book to help you become a victim 

All myths start great superfluous heart

The future is beautifully grim

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P1476 Loose tongue

Bugs give me diarrhea 

My croaking gone all wrong 

Don't get high on local frond

Want something really strong 

If only I could reach my warts 

They're a storehouse of euphoria 

My tongue is loose from trying 

And gray from the dysphoria 

I sit here with a pasty face 

The buzz of annoying flies and flea 

No one's really bothered about 

The death of honesty 

People in the boondocks hate my guts 

"Tell it as it is" is me

Snakes are rough their tempers huff

I hate their hiss you see

My asshole in stitch after a violent itch

Lost my trust in this pond

The flies are bland taste puke stale 

Hateful even the tadpoles spawned 

The next generation has no respect 

What'll happen when I'm gone

Must interrupt the chat now

Feel a poot coming on

P1475 Shit from my mouth

My asshole has shutdown 

So I shit from my mouth 

I know it's almost the impossible 

Like penguins don't live south

But you must admit 

I know my asshole the best

And being suspicious 

I've run a battery of tests

I've tried to push a toothpick in

Don't worry it failed 

Some sort of conspiracy afoot 

My asshole is jailed

I'm profoundly retarded people said 

And they rolled their eye

I hadn't said I couldn't pass gas

I did and watched them die 

It makes me retch just imagining shit

Or the mere act of remembering

Plus the color's a turbid yellow 

And no turds to merrily fling 

Ahoy ye the gods of wanton gore

Strike the blazing thunder now

Please unclench my tight anus 

In a showoff of divine knowhow 

What on flat earth could be wrong with me

Would I now have a swooning fit?

Feeling crummy in my tummy

I'm not proud about my stinking vomit 

But clutch your crystal balls I tell you

Or grab and hold on to your hairy balls

The day will come one day

When this civilization falls 

I swear a prophecy on my puke 

In strident voice declare

What made my asshole shut up 

Will strip the nation threadbare

People will be dead but still live

Wandering carcass with rotten stench

Lugubrious time a sad sad pantomime

Know what caused the sphincter to clench 

Who wants to listen to an erratic 

The authoritarian hypothesis is here to stay

I miss my turds I miss myself 

The collective puke now the dominant fray