Absurdist poem 5: Language

Do you understand,
A word, I said,
Are you listening?
In our oceans,
You are far away,
However, how hard can it?
We try to communicate
This is a political game,
Mostly only spoke loudly.

Absurdist poem 4: Current Affairs

Holiday horror,
Holiday cheer,
Wet, windy, and cold,
You said dead,
Holiday horror,
No cheer here,
But birthdays every week.

Absurdist poem 3: Dispute

Dishwashers don't cause problems,
People do.
There was an inevitable accident.
Opposites attrract,
The dish ran away with the spoon.

Absurdist poem 2: Perfection & Lies

If you could,
I love you,
You are to me,
Everything resounds with me,
Read my mind,
The truth,
Perfection,
If only.

Absurdist poem 1: Am I?

Come what may,
So I may dream,
Birds may fly,
Do you have any questions?
And I am Mrs. Smith.

There is nothing here,
But there is always something,
What would a pigeon know?
It's not yesterday,
And I am Mrs. Smith.

But what you said before,
Did you say something?
It's raining, it's pouring,
Not a bird in the sky,
And I am Mrs. Smith.

Who am I?
Fly me to the moon,
I am flying high,
We're all going down,
And I am Mrs. Smith.

Fuck Misogyny

There came a point,
When you ceased to be,
My beloved friend,
You revealed opinions so despicable,
They rendered you dead to me.
Not who I thought you were,
All my love for you sank into digust,
Surged with feminism,
As you pushed your discriminatory misogyny.
You have many problems,
And one will never be me.

That's Because

The worst thing you ever did to me,
Was to tell me I am beautiful,
And make me fall,
For your beautiful soul,
Your humour, your charm,
But while I can't get your lovely self
Off my mind,
At me you won't look twice,
Apparently because,
You are a lovely idiot.