Dead Poets & Terminal Rebels

Dead Poets & Terminal Rebels

A Poem by Sweet & Tender Hooligan
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Another election. Democracy is weeping. History is bleeding into life. The future is screaming. Dead poets live on in terminal young rebels. It may seem too late but it's your future. And it's now.

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I will not write. I will not live but only in dream.
Through my words my heart shall appear, 
My soul will disappear and my heart shall break.
Can sleeping angels awake dead poets?
Gentle minds crave strong hearts,
Strong minds weaken gentle souls. 
My dreams take me to you,
My dreams take me away from you.
Nothing but dreams haunt me,
Nothing but you keeps me awake.
Only you my dream can revive me.
Words encircle me, torture and confine me 
Equally words amaze me. My one and only gift is my hell.
Reaching out from within to the beauty in the world
But only finding the ugliness of the world.
That is where my pen stems from. Broken spines;
bruised pages, bleeding ink flowers, books pass many hands
and steal countless hearts. Words are demons,
Poems are angels trapped in a blank hell of their own.
Unable to intervene
So sad,
So sad
Future is dehumanized
So mad,
So mad
(Futureless)
We're in a mess.
(Open the borders)
No more enclosed four walls.
Here lies change, there lies open minds and closed ears.
Here, there and everywhere lies closed hearts and open mouths.
In truth, here lies nowhere and everywhere.
Degraded chameleons are the ideal consumers,
Flowers break off their own petals but not all buds flower.
Beggars beg to theirselves too be able to be their self.
Despair is to the air as wonder is to the sky 
And everything under is everlastingly cried upon.
Has crying is to Love as trying is to Hate. 
You terminal rebels cheat life. History is bleeding.
Living is the only true rebellion, we all face the same fate.
Forever ending without beginning. The future is screaming.

© 2010 Sweet & Tender Hooligan


Author's Note

Sweet & Tender Hooligan
Feeling Guy Fawkes.
Think James Dean. Think Rimbaud. Think Manic Street Preachers.
Think punk. Think beat generation. Think useless generation.
Think election. Think rebels. Think poets. Think future. Before it's too late!

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First obesrvation, you somehow seem to mix contradictions.

Second observation, it is well mixed, but with little regard to the clarity of the point. Sort of like baking a cake and selling it as bread.

Third observation, the point IS present, but only to the discerning, and it is a point that is liable to seem different to everyone (I got "History proves what we are, this is what we have made things, and it is what they have slowly become. It is now upon the current 'I' to unite with the fellow 'I' to change this." Like the future was warning us through the past and our only statement of it was something dismissed as contradictory and therefore useless in society.) Others are liable to reach a different conclusion because there are simply too many ways to analyze this thing.

Now, I have for thee a caveat. Do you WANT only the discerning to understand your point, and to have differences even among themselves? Because if so, it is masterfully crafted. However, if that was not your intention, you might want to clarify your point (if you don't want differences of opinion over what you meant EXACTLY) and / or make it clear-cut (so almost anyone can understand it.)

However, if this was not your intention, you have proven your mastery of one thing with this poem, perhaps even unintentionally. You have mastered mind-games with your reader. ("Think it's over here? No, look over here! Not there either! You can't just look where I point, dummy, use your head!!!")

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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This really couldn't hold my attention but I loved the line "Through my words my heart shall appear." Keep writing! :)

Posted 13 Years Ago


I like the way you bring dark images to mind but don't tell me what to think about them, yet you do have a message. Beautiful writing.

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

wow...electric.

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I actually really liked the feel of this poem. I think it gets its point across very well, simply the reader has to actually think about it, which is a good thing. Nice job.

Posted 13 Years Ago


A rebel with a cause i say. lol. i like this allooott. :D

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Wow this is powerful, I like it.


Posted 13 Years Ago


First obesrvation, you somehow seem to mix contradictions.

Second observation, it is well mixed, but with little regard to the clarity of the point. Sort of like baking a cake and selling it as bread.

Third observation, the point IS present, but only to the discerning, and it is a point that is liable to seem different to everyone (I got "History proves what we are, this is what we have made things, and it is what they have slowly become. It is now upon the current 'I' to unite with the fellow 'I' to change this." Like the future was warning us through the past and our only statement of it was something dismissed as contradictory and therefore useless in society.) Others are liable to reach a different conclusion because there are simply too many ways to analyze this thing.

Now, I have for thee a caveat. Do you WANT only the discerning to understand your point, and to have differences even among themselves? Because if so, it is masterfully crafted. However, if that was not your intention, you might want to clarify your point (if you don't want differences of opinion over what you meant EXACTLY) and / or make it clear-cut (so almost anyone can understand it.)

However, if this was not your intention, you have proven your mastery of one thing with this poem, perhaps even unintentionally. You have mastered mind-games with your reader. ("Think it's over here? No, look over here! Not there either! You can't just look where I point, dummy, use your head!!!")

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Added on May 6, 2010
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Tags: rebels, youth, despair, democracy, history, election, voting, pain, torture, writing, dead, poets, terminal, james dean, guy fawkes, UK

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Sweet & Tender Hooligan
Sweet & Tender Hooligan

Newport, South Wales, United Kingdom



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I'm Russell from Wales. I've been writing for many years. Writing is important to me and its my only reason for being on this site. I like to take my time on my poems and I hope to keep learning an.. more..

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