
Midoriya from My Hero Academia
(This poem deals with how the Internet works. I wrote it when I noticed posting anything positive or a simple update got very little attention. Once I ranted, I got a flood of comments by people either trying to cheer me up, agreeing, or trying to poke me into a greater fervor. Hence, crying for attention.)
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Again I sit
Staring at the screen
Wondering
What the secret is
And why I’ve yet to find it
I post my poems
My imagination’s blood
Hoping for a comment
Or a statement
To make me feel connected
Instead they sit
Untouched
And unread
Pushed down the page
Buried under fodder
I read what others post
Dinners just eaten
Movies being watched
Pictures changed at whims
Is this what people want?
I see no insight
No bearing of the soul
That attracts a horde of comments
I simply do not see
Why these posts explode
I try my hand
With daily rumbles
Refusing to fall
Into mindless blather
And pointless prattle
Frustration comes ahead
A day of darkness
Pushing me to post
The most heinous thing
The Rant
I rail and scream
For all the world to see
Foaming like a beast
That has been kicked
Letting my rage expend
The comments soar
Without my try
They fall into two camps
Concern from some
Others take offense
The silent friends
Ignorers before this day
Descend like rabid ants
Kicking me
When I am at my worst
I snap back
Growling at their assault
Stopping to wonder
If this perversion of contact
Is really what I want
Beautiful and heartfelt.
It’s sad that people are spurred to comment on rants more than poetic sentiments. I’m reminded of a recent post of mine where I expressed shock that people watch what they hate and you mentioned the monetization of hate and how some just want to comment on the negative.
I’m also reminded of another post I read by a blogger who expressed her inadequacy in regard to reviewing poetry because she didn’t know enough about it to give an informed review. I told her I also didn’t know enough about it. But art inspires some sort of response, even if the responder doesn’t feel adequate to the task.
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It is sad how art gets less attention than negative emotions. An artist venting getting more comments than their actual creations simply adds to the frustration.
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It does. 😔
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It is too bad when rants are the only thing getting responses. I avoid rants like the plague.
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I do them from time to time. Figure people can pick up on when I’m easily aggravated anyway.
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I’ve noticed.
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Interesting observation. It’s also a sad commentary on modern humans.
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Yeah. Bittersweet writing it.
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