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    Point Of View

    Ignorance is bliss amongst the arrogant  Always coloring outside the proper lines Seems every person has a different slant Beautiful flowers covered by thorny vines   Never assume in a world painted with lies It only complicates what seems to be real Dark clouds cluster along...

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    • I don’t like arrogant people, I’m sure most don’t. Trying to get along with them is almost impossible so I don’t try. And being in a band with one can be maddening. I don’t know, often times I wonder if they’re just wounded and like a dog they try to fight the world and everyone in it. It takes patience I guess, and a lot of it to get through and heal those wounds. Whatever. Good one, Damian.

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Tim. So glad you connected with the write my friend. In a band it’s usually toxic in my experience. I think they’re usually overcompensating for something, there is always an insecurity tucked deep inside their heart somewhere. I’m too old to play games anymore. lol. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • I consider myself a peaceful person for the most part and do want people to heal.
      I always wonder what the hell happened. Everyone is born innocent but living can change people.
      Experiences change people. Some grow from it and others don’t and fester.
      As I got older I also learn from observing and knowing when something is a lost cause.

      Enjoyed the read amigo!

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Adel. So glad you connected with the write my friend. Life is rough for sure, I often think all humans are broken a little bit, it’s kinda a product of time in this world. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • You truly succeed in unlocking new points of view with your brilliant and thought provoking writing, dear Damian! Many people become hard-hearted and bitter, when the storms of life challenge them. But it is never too late to reach their hearts. ‘Aren’t we all beautiful flowers covered by thorny vínes?’ in the end, love will win over arrogance, ignorance and violence!

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Elke. So glad you connected with the write my friend. Indeed, we are all covered by thorny vines, often beauty does live inside. Thanks for such wonderful commentary. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • I always try to be conscious of the fact that I don’t know another person’s pain. But sometimes I really just want scruff the arrogant ones and tell them “Stop making your damage my trauma!” Wouldn’t do any good anyway. But the urge is there. That arrogance is usually armor. Crack the armor and it crumbles. Then we get to the heaet of the matter. The places you go with your musings, my friend…

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Willow. So glad you connected with the write my friend. That sounds right to me, that they use arrogance as armor. It usually leads to a breakdown of sorts when that armor cracks. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • That first line really hits–‘Ignorance is bliss amongst the arrogant.’ It sets the tone for such a sharp reflection on how perspective shapes truth. I love how you balance disillusionment with hope–the idea that words and compassion can still open new ways of seeing

      Beautifully penned

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Roma. So glad you connected with the write my friend. I’m always trying to find that proper balance between disillusionment and hope. Always enjoy your keen commentary my friend. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • Perfectly poemed my friend .. makes perfect sense and looks so good sitting on this particular page .. which was obviously made for it .. write on brother .. Neville 😎👍👍

    • Damian, this is strong tonic on arrogance. You put the iron to the fire with this without a dull moment in the. You concisely and powerfully express your views and emotions that spill across the page brilliantly.

      John

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, John. So glad you connected with the write my friend. Appreciate you.

        Damian

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    While Love Got Strangled

    just a permanent scab the one you constantly pick i’m the back you stab the one vice you can’t kick   everything feels so heavy with this weight i carry why don’t you tell me how i’m not so scary   unable to speak the truth so we repeat a...

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    • I’m big on the closing lines of a poem. What an impact they make. It’s the impression your reader walks away with, that stays in your head like a song you can’t shake. The lost loves and the unrequited loves are always on my hit list. You nailed this one, Damian…so good!

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Kelly. So glad you connected with the write my friend. I agree with you, coming from a lyrical background, I always love a good line. But the beginning and ending are very important indeed. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • This was hidden? Man, this was screaming to be let out. “No winners because the race was fixed.” Yup.
      This is a great piece, cuz

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Fia. So glad you connected with the write my friend. I wrote this before joining DU. I love that line as well. It was screaming to be let out. Appreciate you, cuz.

        Damian

    • The last stanza is a real ass kicker! The rhyme scheme is cool too. It’s obvious that you care about your results. It shows in your craftings. This is thought provoking, but not heavy. Well done Damian.

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Mark. So glad you connected with the write my friend. It was an ass kicker, I penned this during a time of self-therapy and reflection. I’ve always cared, always executing is another story. This was a cool discovery, because I had forgotten about it. lol. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • I too enjoyed the rhyme scheme. Everyone can relate to this. We’ve all been there.
      When you both know it was over a few months back!
      Great write amigo!

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Adel. So glad you connected with the write my friend. It’s a relatable story indeed. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • wow dearest Damian so much power and passion in this I am floored ❤️great write…

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Brenda. So glad you connected with the write my friend. It was a very reflective time in my life to say the least. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • Now aint that the truth so bloomin well poemed .. Say it like it is why don’tcha eh .. Great ink Damian & subsequently awarded Nev’s dubble 👍👍

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Neville. So glad you connected with the write my friend. Sometimes you gotta say it loud and proud. Honored to receive the dubble. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • This is dark, deep, and brilliant, Damian. I’m glad you dug it out of the vault! The honesty in this poem is cutting, and the final lines–“instead of owning we rented / while love got strangled” –are a phenomenal, memorable finish. A wicked good read.

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Roma. So glad you connected with the write my friend. Those final lines are my favorite as well. It was penned in a time of self-reflection, and getting to really know myself. Without my addiction clouding my vision. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • “another moment dies”

      That’s the thing people lose sight of. Once the moment is gone…it’s gone. What we make of it bears a lot of weight. I’d rather carry honest weight than the baggage of pretense. I’m glad you found this one. It needed to breathe, my friend

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Willow. So glad you connected with the write my friend. Spot on in your analysis as always, it did need to breathe a little. It was simmering on the stove in the word kitchen. lol. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • Damian, great rhyme and flow while delivering a strong message.
      Excellent work sir.

    • Hard hitting piece. So true my friend. kick-ass write Damian.

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    Resist Being Blind

    Four walls, padded confinement loud music bouncing hard Fueled by teenage angst along candle lit passages Shadows occupy every corner residual beasts traveling Feasting on innocent vibes until they consume the room   Tending to my spiritual garden watering this depressing weed The fruits are rotting fast rooted in mindless envy Unable...

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    • Right on, man. Such an inspiring write! Addiction is very much like a ghost, haunting each moment of our lives. I am so happy you were able to push through and maintain. If you ever had any doubt, this poem is proof, that you absolutely do not need alcohol to conjure beauty and meaning on the page.

      The last two lines in the third octet scream truth in my mind. Very, very wise.

      Clay

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Clay. So glad you connected with the write my friend. I’ve found out I never needed alcohol to write, it was the addiction that had planted that seed of doubt in my head. It is a ghost always lurking in the shadows, though I’ve always seen it as a personal demon waiting to pounce. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • Stay true to yourself and keep on pushing forward. Rock on dude!! Great piece of poetry

    • I love the honesty in this. What a purge of the soul amigo!
      This has so much in it. It had its own evolution.
      Just terrific!

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Adel. So glad you connected with the write my friend. It means a lot to me. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • That’s poetry for ya folks .. Bloomin brill my friend .. Neville 😎👍

    • “My pen became a sword
      poetry served as pseudo armor”

      Amazing how many of us are among this army. Accepting help is so hard. Especially if you’ve rarely been offered a hand. And we’re all kinda programmed to ‘suck it up’…like being human is a weakness. Stripped raw & flushing the wounds here, brutal honesty at its finest, my friend

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Willow. So glad you connected with the write my friend. Love those lines as well. We are programmed that way, and it makes it difficult to rewire the mind. It’s still a work in progress, but it gets a little easier each passing day. Always enjoy your commentary my friend. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • This poem is raw, honest, and deeply moving. Knowing you wrote it just months into your sobriety makes it even more powerful –your pen becomes both sword and shield, guiding you from darkness to hope. A beautiful testament to resilience and the strength of new beginnings.

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Roma. So glad you connected with the write my friend. It was cold turkey, and past overdue. Although it was my fourth attempt at getting sober, the third time was not a charm. lol. Thank you for your continued support, and wonderful commentary. Appreciate you.

        Damian

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    Watching Humans Play

    Sometimes the meaning gets lost in translation  Signals are crossed in memories that seem jaded Plastic people are always asking for motivation  Until all the fascination slowly leaves one sedated   Observation is an art form that must be mastered A tactic to study humanity...

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    • “Observation is an art form that must be mastered.” I love the contempt you pour on the system, from the “Marshmallow figures” bowing to a “corporate bastard,” to the reality of censored voices. The final, detached image of “Strumming an old guitar while watching humans play” is the perfect, chilling exit from the chaos. Brilliant and perceptive.

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Roma. So glad you connected with the write my friend. I do have a lot of contempt for the system. lol. You picked some of my favorite lines as well. Glad you dig the ending, thanks for your wonderful commentary and continued support my friend. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • I read this in a minor key….
      Great work.

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Peter. So glad you connected with the write my friend. Most of my writes are in minor keys. Usually D minor. lol. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • Art is an art. It takes a good eye and connection to emotions. But some treat it as a product. Like Lionel Richie said ‘there are creative artists and created artists’.

      Great ink friend

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Nick. So glad you connected with the write my friend. Great quote from, Mr. Richie. And it completely true in my opinion. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • Preach it, in rhymes! Well delivered in a poetic voice that stays to the front of our brains. awesome words Damian.

    • I hear you on this one, Damian. Nice work.

    • Brilliant imagery. Excellent.

    • The games people play are often cruel and thoughtless, and more often they don’t even give their own opinion. Like marionettes, they do and repeat what others tell them. We all should begin to be more authentic and have meaningful and responsible conversations for the sake of all persons involved.
      A brilliant socially critical poem, dear Damian!

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Elke. So glad you connected with the write my friend. I completely agree with you, communication is critical. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • Well thought out and well executed. Marvelous write Damian.

    • I think most poets, indeed most writers in general are people watchers at heart .. You just nailed us with this one sir .,. Write on brother .. Neville 😎👍

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Neville. So glad you connected with the write my friend. I concur with that assessment, we are watchers indeed. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • Please tell me this one might have a place on the album. This is what’s called a hole in one! Makes me think about how much chaos is visible of what “they’re” doing. It’s like the iceberg. What aren’t we meant to see? That’s the shit that keeps me up nights. Eyes on honesty, as always, my friend

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Willow. So glad you connected with the write my friend. Actually, I hadn’t considered this one. But maybe I need to take a closer look. Always a pleasure reading your commentary. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • “Plastic people are always asking for motivation” I like the message on this, as if some folks seek validation from others to feed ego. I’ve always thought the initial motivation should be intrinsic so as to have a solid foundation in our true worth. Maybe social media has watered down much of that.
      Amazing work.

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