P1548 Waiting around to die
Waiting around to die,
Neck deep in water now,
Can you save me sire?
Maybe somehow?
The gods-allah, bhagwan, and christ,
Waterlogged in their respective shells,
The elected officers very busy,
Saving themselves.
I tell you sire, all the money,
For dams and drainage elsewhere went.
On the ministers' corrupt luxuries,
In self-serving homage spent.
It's a practical matter,
The floods are here to stay,
Today it's me, tomorrow who can see,
Selfish people and myths have the last say!
Waiting around to die!
A preventable death this is!
Can you take my eyes at least,
Make them see, as it is?
P1539 I just shit
I just shit, a lot of it,
I know, it smells really bad.
Civilization will fail, with my shit hail,
All you have to do, is be glad.
We're really just sacks, stacks of skin,
Bloated with tons of poop.
You won't believe, in my hand I received,
Just from dinner, this scoop.
Fuck my ass, no lies it has,
Just pure uninterrupted feces.
Here! Sniff it out, with your snout,
Drink from my pissy.
We're animals bro and my dearest ho,
Just a twisted evil fisted tube,
Filth in the pipe and pointless gripes,
Forgot to wipe my pube.
May not believe me or may, I do this everyday,
Just a pile of shit is what I am.
I clean my hole, with god's mercy on my soul,
Go back to society as a man.
P1531 Bit my tongue
I bit my tongue, shit my dung,
Dunno what else to do.
My ass is fucked, gas was sucked,
Cracking up in the loo.
I have no clue, my balls are blue,
Haven't been laid in a while.
Chicks with tits and hairy pits,
Must have a terrific smile.
Who am I, no idea, why?
Doesn't really matter, does it?
I've got some dough, need a basic ho,
Nothing else ever matter shit.
P1528 Spineless
I've lost my spine, but not my balls,
I lick them and suck my dick.
My teeth is gone, nothing left to pawn,
I feel so happy this sick.
Yum yum yum, I like my cum,
Fuck all the insane cop out.
I shine my shlong and my shit,
Lips like the anus of a scout.
Yippee yee, Yippee yee,
My eyes are popping from their hole.
I look fantastic, chicks dig that,
They love my horny pole.
P1524 Crunchy
I eat flies, instead of fries,
They can be really crunchy too.
Humans use too much oil, I recoil,
Interferes with my glue.
I eat one fly, just one, everyday,
That's enough calories for me.
Reptilian by sketch, usually I can fetch,
Flies abundant in Siliguri.
That's the town, just around,
The northern part of indian bengal,
Himalayan bliss, it's ground I always kiss,
Gateway to the mountains standing tall.
I might I think, in an imaginative blink,
Call myself an ordinary gecko.
But I'm human by design, I'm feeling fine,
I might even say gung-ho.
That's all there is, I'll digest now this,
The fly is fat and full of protein.
The tomorrow I see, where consciousness like me,
More in poetry will be seen.
P1520 Marriage
We are stuck in shit, funny as is sick
Who knew our stupidity knew no bound!
I did hear you say, "shit here anyway,"
Sanity once lost, can't be found.
I can taste your turd, really not that hard,
But I must say, it's disgusting all the way.
How can we live like this, chewing each other's shit,
Stuck as some sort of castaway?
Marriage you say it is, who the fucking shit,
Came up with a bad monogamous plan?
I'm tired of your shit, you're tired of mine,
What do you do to get a ban?
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
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.
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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