Submissions by Atakti
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Turbulent waters ahead, sharks behind, shut up and paddle...
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
17th Dec 2013 1:22pm
17th Dec 2013 1:22pm
Horizon Shift
Desert starkness allows no rest.
In tandem, we star navigate.
Wills plummet in the nightly
dance, when eternity shines
overhead. The tracks behind
us sift and fade in the sands.
The weeks shiver inwards, yet
our path is undefined. A myriad
turns find us with red scorpion
tales untold. It is only in the now
that I breathe, the minutes lost
with you surfacing at last.
In tandem, we star navigate.
Wills plummet in the nightly
dance, when eternity shines
overhead. The tracks behind
us sift and fade in the sands.
The weeks shiver inwards, yet
our path is undefined. A myriad
turns find us with red scorpion
tales untold. It is only in the now
that I breathe, the minutes lost
with you surfacing at last.
1186 reads
29 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
15th Dec 2013 7:56pm
15th Dec 2013 7:56pm
Discretion's Hand
A romantic notion with no place
in lecture halls and seminars,
where we're told our minds
are filled with non-biodegradable
garbage,
chivalry is dismissed as out-dated.
We could break it down to gestures
and psychology, but the radiance
of a sunrise isn't examined under
microscopes.
I saw you extending your hand
quietly, without the fuss and flair
of a puddle-drenched cloak,
with a firm grip on the canons
of justice.
For Craic, who'll have to suffer the spotlight for a lil while......
in lecture halls and seminars,
where we're told our minds
are filled with non-biodegradable
garbage,
chivalry is dismissed as out-dated.
We could break it down to gestures
and psychology, but the radiance
of a sunrise isn't examined under
microscopes.
I saw you extending your hand
quietly, without the fuss and flair
of a puddle-drenched cloak,
with a firm grip on the canons
of justice.
For Craic, who'll have to suffer the spotlight for a lil while......
1021 reads
20 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
14th Dec 2013 9:07pm
14th Dec 2013 9:07pm
Phoenix Flawed
These are my ashes
and I rise, not in flames
of triumph, but streaked
in soot.
Grey pervades the days
and the oozing damp
advances into sheets
and gloves.
The click of bones grasps
my wrist, and the chill
seeps through skin
and blood.
The ticking hand condemns
my spine to stillness
and my struggles
have ceased.
and I rise, not in flames
of triumph, but streaked
in soot.
Grey pervades the days
and the oozing damp
advances into sheets
and gloves.
The click of bones grasps
my wrist, and the chill
seeps through skin
and blood.
The ticking hand condemns
my spine to stillness
and my struggles
have ceased.
1125 reads
39 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
12th Dec 2013 8:40pm
12th Dec 2013 8:40pm
Reflections
I'm here, real. You found me
when you sought me. You trod
lightly past the teacher — that was
not me. My hands, clear and shiny,
reflected back. You peered in and saw
yourself, unsmudged. The possibilities
haloed outwards, radiated.
Choice grinned behind you, full of teeth.
Sometimes, we peered in together.
Once, you saw me too, and we
waved and smiled... it's been a while.
Today, I peered in, waved at no one.
when you sought me. You trod
lightly past the teacher — that was
not me. My hands, clear and shiny,
reflected back. You peered in and saw
yourself, unsmudged. The possibilities
haloed outwards, radiated.
Choice grinned behind you, full of teeth.
Sometimes, we peered in together.
Once, you saw me too, and we
waved and smiled... it's been a while.
Today, I peered in, waved at no one.
986 reads
20 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
4th Dec 2013 12:27pm
4th Dec 2013 12:27pm
Bahri’l Nar – The Fire Lakes II
بحر النار
Sea of fire
A collaboration: Alexander Case and Atakti
The demon child devoured by vines, savage
jungle birthed, an etched bloodline viral
through the cracked mud of her naked
curse. Creeping scarabs click past,
dragging his dynasty into mortal sin.
The moon bleeds in pools of rotting leaves,
pleas for mercy abandoned in her pores.
In mute call, low thrumming hums command
the summons trapped in her grasp, a gasp away
from terror. Parasites roam...
Sea of fire
A collaboration: Alexander Case and Atakti
The demon child devoured by vines, savage
jungle birthed, an etched bloodline viral
through the cracked mud of her naked
curse. Creeping scarabs click past,
dragging his dynasty into mortal sin.
The moon bleeds in pools of rotting leaves,
pleas for mercy abandoned in her pores.
In mute call, low thrumming hums command
the summons trapped in her grasp, a gasp away
from terror. Parasites roam...
1432 reads
32 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
2nd Dec 2013 10:30pm
2nd Dec 2013 10:30pm
Beneath the Star Spent Sky
A collaboration: runningturtle87 and Atakti
Barely awake, we lie on the bed of burning
dreams, beneath the star spent sky.
The embers chatter about the wonders
of the world, stood long before the hands
of man moved.
I want to touch the ridge of a listening ear,
see just how closely I can smooth my reach
before a wicked hand swipes away my tempting
lightening trigger-sifted touch. I am an imp…
imperial mischief.
Laboring in its hold, the cradled casket
of worries bids us throw a cord of wood
onto the blaze....
Barely awake, we lie on the bed of burning
dreams, beneath the star spent sky.
The embers chatter about the wonders
of the world, stood long before the hands
of man moved.
I want to touch the ridge of a listening ear,
see just how closely I can smooth my reach
before a wicked hand swipes away my tempting
lightening trigger-sifted touch. I am an imp…
imperial mischief.
Laboring in its hold, the cradled casket
of worries bids us throw a cord of wood
onto the blaze....
1280 reads
31 Comments
STORY POEM
Published
27th Nov 2013 9:30pm
27th Nov 2013 9:30pm
Fifteen
(one… two…)
Her fingers thicken in haste,
slip in soft clinks back with rapid
breaths and swallowed tears.
(eight… nine…)
The wild-eyed mirror evades
her pleas, so she begs the tiles
for cool comfort. She flushes away
(twelve… thirteen…)
her hopes. The welts on her arm throb,
wakening the ember-glow burn of memories.
Her heart murmurs with freshly cut lips.
(fourteen… fifteen…)
She winces against the swelling
majesty of purple, green and blue.
The medicine cabinet whispers to...
Her fingers thicken in haste,
slip in soft clinks back with rapid
breaths and swallowed tears.
(eight… nine…)
The wild-eyed mirror evades
her pleas, so she begs the tiles
for cool comfort. She flushes away
(twelve… thirteen…)
her hopes. The welts on her arm throb,
wakening the ember-glow burn of memories.
Her heart murmurs with freshly cut lips.
(fourteen… fifteen…)
She winces against the swelling
majesty of purple, green and blue.
The medicine cabinet whispers to...
1020 reads
28 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
22nd Nov 2013 6:47am
22nd Nov 2013 6:47am
Unchartered
Acceptance slipped its moorings
yesterday and today
I drift on the tears
towards nowhere.
The horizon holds and holds, space
laced with loneliness. I miss the cage
I had locked myself in -
the one labelled "love me".
Perfect, the torment with cruel lips,
took the key until I found another
in my pocket. "No wait," I cried,
... it was the same key, the only one.
yesterday and today
I drift on the tears
towards nowhere.
The horizon holds and holds, space
laced with loneliness. I miss the cage
I had locked myself in -
the one labelled "love me".
Perfect, the torment with cruel lips,
took the key until I found another
in my pocket. "No wait," I cried,
... it was the same key, the only one.
1261 reads
36 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
18th Nov 2013 7:21pm
18th Nov 2013 7:21pm
Binary Stars
(A collab: Petit Minou & Atakti )
Come,
uncover secrets with me
come where the moon
meets the sky,
in sensuous, shimmering lines,
where bared propositions
tempt traces along your
silken promises.
Come,
speak with me
of hidden agendas
launched behind our eyes.
Spoken with long glances,
mute invitations of mine
are aligned, possessed…
unfolded.
I feel you tremble, torn
between want and doubt…
Come with me, spin
into radial arms' warmth.
...
Come,
uncover secrets with me
come where the moon
meets the sky,
in sensuous, shimmering lines,
where bared propositions
tempt traces along your
silken promises.
Come,
speak with me
of hidden agendas
launched behind our eyes.
Spoken with long glances,
mute invitations of mine
are aligned, possessed…
unfolded.
I feel you tremble, torn
between want and doubt…
Come with me, spin
into radial arms' warmth.
...
1223 reads
27 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
14th Nov 2013 6:35pm
14th Nov 2013 6:35pm
Galactic Paroxysm
Metal snowflakes spin down, ninja stars
from a judging sky. Venusian rain
is savior of none, but acid.
Mercurial days fleet past in flashes
of spurious life forms pleading survival.
Rocks plummet, tearing heaven's thin shimmers.
Hail diamonds flash, a lightening birth
spins into Saturnine stratosphere; sooted plunge
finds death in perdition's liquid core.
from a judging sky. Venusian rain
is savior of none, but acid.
Mercurial days fleet past in flashes
of spurious life forms pleading survival.
Rocks plummet, tearing heaven's thin shimmers.
Hail diamonds flash, a lightening birth
spins into Saturnine stratosphere; sooted plunge
finds death in perdition's liquid core.
1289 reads
41 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
8th Nov 2013 9:54pm
8th Nov 2013 9:54pm
What the Currents Bring
Teal to sapphire hues shimmer
under scattered sun diamonds,
black islets standing guard.
White froth frolics with seagulls
swooping for a flash of silver,
rising triumphant into azure
streaked with distant clouds.
Fishing boats bob along,
rise and fall, then rise and rise
with an unseen flicker of twisting
beneath. Thirty feet and rising
a vast current brings with it
seeped poisons from fractured
barrels left behind decades ago,
unaccounted and forgotten.
under scattered sun diamonds,
black islets standing guard.
White froth frolics with seagulls
swooping for a flash of silver,
rising triumphant into azure
streaked with distant clouds.
Fishing boats bob along,
rise and fall, then rise and rise
with an unseen flicker of twisting
beneath. Thirty feet and rising
a vast current brings with it
seeped poisons from fractured
barrels left behind decades ago,
unaccounted and forgotten.
891 reads
22 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
6th Nov 2013 7:38pm
6th Nov 2013 7:38pm
Present Damned
Tinted mirrors focus visuals
but miss the fourth dimension.
Chequer-board truths flash by,
twisting into barber pole blood.
Logarithmic ink infects,
staining minds with rotted trust.
Lights weep, extinguish.
Those left stumble willingly
into black intentions.
Thanks, Case, for such an interesting comp! Anonymous no longer...
but miss the fourth dimension.
Chequer-board truths flash by,
twisting into barber pole blood.
Logarithmic ink infects,
staining minds with rotted trust.
Lights weep, extinguish.
Those left stumble willingly
into black intentions.
Thanks, Case, for such an interesting comp! Anonymous no longer...
936 reads
25 Comments
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