Art Poems
After death - Alexis karpouzos
by alexis karpouzos
After death,
I will not be gone—
I will be wind, touching your skin,
I will be silence, deep within.
The body fades, the name dissolves,
But the soul—
The soul returns to the rhythm of stars,
To the breath before beginnings,
To the light that dreams all forms.
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Dimash, as Shepherd
by Ghairo Daniels
DIMASH THE SHEPHERD
(Story of One Sky Conclusion)
I am
Shepherd
Cloaking myself
In God’s soft simplicity
My tasks complete
Songs sung
Light shone
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Make Art not War
by Ghairo Daniels
MAKE ART NOT WAR (song)
{ CHORUS : Make art, not war
Open doors, go beyond
your little ponds
Let’s birth new mirth
For Earth, for Earth } x2
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Fuck Literature
by Rumi Ullidov
Fuck Eliot, Fuck Joyce
Fuck freedom, fuck choice
Fuck everyone that's genius and chooses
sorrow over rejoice
Fuck Wilde and his wordplay
His genius, character display
His willingness to part-take
In doing pure art for art's sake
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This Summer Was Different
by Rumi Ullidov
This summer was different
For there were no sunny days
Nor starry nights
Van Gogh would cough and be sick
Perhaps he would die
But Goya would've loved it
He would be thrilled and paint it all
A truthful sad painting
I was camping on my own
A bear bit my leg
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The end of certainty - Alexis karpouzos
by alexis karpouzos
The end of certainty is not the end of the world,
but the dawn of a deeper vision.
We believed the earth was solid, the heavens unshaken,
the laws eternal and unmoving.
Yet beneath every stone lies movement,
within every silence—an echo of change.
Certainty was our shelter,
but also our prison.
It closed the doors of imagination,
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After death - Alexis karpouzos
by alexis karpouzos
After death,
I will not be gone—
I will be wind, touching your skin,
I will be silence, deep within.
The body fades, the name dissolves,
But the soul—
The soul returns to the rhythm of stars,
To the breath before beginnings,
To the light that dreams all forms.
......
The Training of a Monkey with a Grenade
by Igor Vykhovanets
The Training of a Monkey with a Grenade
Frol's school turns the child to ape,
With fingers clenched in a cruel shape.
Without the grenade, the vile new trend —
Neo-fascism's easy to bend.
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a fast forward chaos.
by atef ayadi
this is how i disrupt the
chaos.
you are the chaos.
not
because
you are a just part of it,
but
because you its pulse,
its restless current.
dare to disturb it?
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Simply Yeats
by Ghairo Daniels
SIMPLY YEATS
My verse under Yeats’ carved door
he merrily chuckled at white
envelope, sketched butterfly
said he preferred to receive
verses this way rather
than reading them across
post-modern websites
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