2SecondPoem

Artist

​ArtistArt.Chased by reality.In a race of life and death.By being a wannabeUntil the wannabe wants to beLike the artist who jumped of the cliff.Wait, I only see scared kidsChased by an old guy.On a bike. ​Story #8: ​George Town is full of amazing street art you can be a part of, and this guy was ​unexpectedly. …

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Bus

​Bus​A bus.A guy walks in.With a plastic helmet.Handcuffs cuffed around his wrists.A machine gun tied to his side.Two plastic bags under his armFull of plastic novelties.Most people think he is crazy.And he is a freak.By living a life full of plastic.When everyone else is so real.I think. Damn his life is awesome.To most he seems …

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Dog

​DogA guard.For night crawlers and seekers of the dark.Not giving up his hope.Not giving up his stand. Without a home. Without a friend.Full of fleas and full of heart.Who doesn’t want to be apart.Would follow you from Rajasthan to Rome.All to make sure that he is not alone.​And you are safe.Wherever you want to go.Enough …

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Cones

​Pointy cones.Built for eternity.With bricks and stones.As a place for Buddhists.For all their rites.Temples for their puniness and pride.Instead of following Buddha.And making their lives fit.His words and his actions.By doing what he did.Or it was an ice cream village,an ice cream shop for mighty giants.And between all these houseswere all these stony pointy ice …

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Elephant

An elephant.A majestic creature.Able to feel and able to cry.Tortured by humans so they can tryTo ride on their backLike the king of the jungleBut more like a nasty walking fungal jumble.Oh no the elephant stops.I don’t want my ride to be over.Fixy foxy more money in the boxy. ​Story #4: ​Elephant rides are still a …

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Train

A train.The rattling on the rails.The battling of the fans.Going in two directions.With people going a million ways.But we all know where it ends.Bending time, counting down.49.50.92. 51.52.Why is seat number fifty next to ninety-two. ​Story #3: ​What do you do on a train ride? I was on the way from Bangkok to Ayutthaya when I …

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Bench

A Bench.Empty like an empty water bottle.Full of air and space.But empty.Ok never mind.Someone just sat down. ​Story #4: I was waiting for my plane when I saw some ​horrible pointless poems​, I even ​refuse to call ​them art,​ who were praised by the followers. So I challenged myself. I can do that even worse in …

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Fortress

A tiny fortress.With cannons and crosses.Waiting for people who travel the world.A head full of thoughts that are curled.Up in a ball.Not knowing why they do what they do.And why they are here.Lost, unable to bear.A life in a tiny fortress.Always on the run.Taking pictures of things that they’ve done.Afraid of reality and being trapped …

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