“a carbon copy of creation’s
carbon based design
debased…defaced
vandalized
soon to erased
by those who would scandalize
the most basic of human interactions
replaced by something
unrecognizable
where hardly anything makes sense
these days simply because
it was meant to make sense
to someone else”

Naaj, that last stanza drove it home my friend. Brilliantly penned, and you brought receipts throughout. A Masterpiece, brother. Into the book it belongs! Much respect. Appreciate you.

Damian

I’d like to bookmark this but I’m not sure if I did or not. Still navigating like a Luddite here lol. I see you’ve been keen to the dark doings for some time. I’m somewhat of a tinfoil hat veteran myself. Once you merge science with spirituality there is no going back, and nothing can ever be unseen. It takes fortitude…and it’s been taking more & more as the years fly. This resonates, thanks for the posting!

An excellent observation on the dumbing down of America. People have become subservient to their phones. They don’t ask questions and they don’t think for themselves anymore. Tic Tock has poisoned so many young people alone. Interaction has been minimalized and your line about big brother is so true. We’re being manipulated for someone else’s benefit.

You’re about Tik Tok. That’s a very dangerous site. Big thx for the support, Tim
Much appreciated.

Beautifully penned, M.E. Incredible write my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian

Very interesting dialogue. Is this internal or external?
It is not about painting, I agree. nice work

Tremendous metaphor. Superb work.

Thank you my friend!! I appreciate it “) <3

This piece is worded so well. Great description and a wonderful imagination here. Nice work.

Thank you, Rosie C for the love and comment! “)

This is deeply, thought-provoking.

I like the use of numbers in this. It makes it look like a list in the structure of a poem.

It’s different and inspiring. I can sense a lot of patience from the writer in this piece.

Captivating choice of words. I’m slightly hooked in. x

Thank you my dearest Adira! I keep on trying my best evrytime.

hello dearest Par this is very deep and must have been hard for you to face great write 💕

Wow, PAR! This is really good. I have to say I’ve never seen anyone self-analyze so meticulously as you’ve accomplished here in this series of pieces. For me, the word ‘violent’ in your poem may be slightly overbearing and excessive under the circumstance of your more extensive description. Perhaps ‘forceful’ or ‘foreboding’ … though I do see the intent to create shock through contrast.

You’ve managed to describe something that I’ve never paused to ponder… the power of silent observation, allowing the ribbons to unravel themselves until the package lies fully open and exposed. There’s a self-loathing quality to your piece, but it’s far deeper than that. It emulates the respect and honor provided by a student to his teacher.

Exceptionally intellectual and yet warmly appreciative. Well done.

Brilliantly penned, PAR. Into the book it belongs! This is so profound with deep introspection my friend. Wow, you never fail to amaze me. Fucking magnificent write! Appreciate you.

Damian

Hello PAR. I took a few moments to sign back onto starsrite and read your poem. This is one magnificent journey. WOW! Your a true artist and a real, authentic person. Your gift of expression and writing never seems to fail. Well said and marvelously executed.

Powerful

Holy Damn, Nick. That’s good.
(Take the ‘e’ off your ‘grab’)
I love the refrain. It emphasizes urgency. I like the conversational tone, the second person narrative… the pleading.
This is a gut-wrenching piece, and I can feel it to the core.
Really well done!

Powerfully penned, Nick. Can feel the emotion in your words, great write my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian