Dystopian nightmares!
How it all ends. Maybe also ends! (Written for both the Abecedarian and Real Poetic Year 2033 challenges).
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Archaic newness spewed from 2032
Broken and misshapen, as
Chaos induced wantonness ruled the day and
Darkness brought unknown terrors in the night
Exsanguination then became our vampiric ill-fated lot
Fear induced lethargy kept us cowering, as
Ghostly shadows permeated our nightmares and
Howling beastlike sounds echoed from deep within the new ages
Insidious, cunning and deceitful are the lost newly coined 'leaders'
Justice now a jungle wrapped in diluted Freudian promises
Knowledge was bartered for the clothes upon our backs
Largesse and generosity a price paid with our souls
Machiavellian, cunning, scheming, and unscrupulous
Neanderthal thoughts reigned rampant upon the unsuspecting
Obsessive fear guarded our thoughts, guarded those close to you
Power hungry tricksters offered you as sacrifice to satisfy their bloodlust
Quixotic vile vampires lurked in dark crevices, they came in many flavors
Ruminating memories of better days brought acrid tears and awful fear
Satiety came in fitful bursts of jagged sleep and evil lurked in every heart
Thankful! The word curdled in your throat, thankful for rot, nevermore
Under every vile breath was a thief; watching, scheming, conniving
Vainly we aspired for the end of a nightmare wrought solely by ourselves
When did it all go to hell, where were those elected to protect
Xi: a river floods our souls, offering sweet death from the constant
Yearning for protection, for safety, as we retreat into our evolution
Zygotic! fertilized ovum , egg , Embryo Fetus, A beginning? Not in 2033!
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Real Poetic's brilliant challenge.
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Novel Allen
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Comments (12)
This is bonkers! π³ & creative. Iβve not seen the challenge by R.P yet but this is one year I donβt want to experience! π Excellent abecedarian poem - which gives us a disturbing insight into this time and place. ππ We can only hope our 2033 will be brighter.
Great!! And two challenges covered. Even better!ππβ€οΈ
The lines of this poem were so intense intricate and good! I hope you win
Whoaaaa, soooo dark and intense! Unfortunately, this is highly potential to be our future! Loved your poem!
And to think, we choose this path, electing our leaders & yielding to the current zeitgeist as the path of least resistance where any resistance is deemed futile.
Oh, this is SO good! Likely a Top Story!
Writing to two prompts is very difficult and you made it look effortless. I especially love this line. βJustice now a jungle wrapped in diluted Freudian promisesβ Wow. Iβm going to reread this a few times. Itβs packed with so much and itβs incredibly likely.
This was great, so many good words!
Damn, girl! You nailed this. "When did it all go to hell, where were those elected to protect." Unfortunately, they only protect themselves.
I loved reading this!
Oh, you are clever. Two for one! Also, I love the artwork. It is perfectly dystopian. "a river floods our souls, offering sweet death from the constant | Yearning for protection, for safety, as we retreat into our evolution." Wow! That is amazing! Nicely done, Novel!
This is where you excel Novel. Very well done!!!