Submissions by KDAmB
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Just a passer-by. Not a poet.
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
20th May 2016 11:28am
20th May 2016 11:28am
So you tell me..what should I call poetry?
So you tell me what should I call poetry?
Saw a homeless guy,
feeding a possum
bread that's meant for himself,
thought it was beautiful,
perhaps more so than the words
that you've arranged so artistically!
There was beauty
on naked display there,
not that the surroundings
the leafy paths of the park
weren't beautiful
but, of the compassion
which paled everything else!
I saw a young man die the other day
but for once it didn't feel sad
for he had passed away smiling
without any regrets
his head resting...
Saw a homeless guy,
feeding a possum
bread that's meant for himself,
thought it was beautiful,
perhaps more so than the words
that you've arranged so artistically!
There was beauty
on naked display there,
not that the surroundings
the leafy paths of the park
weren't beautiful
but, of the compassion
which paled everything else!
I saw a young man die the other day
but for once it didn't feel sad
for he had passed away smiling
without any regrets
his head resting...
897 reads
22 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
15th May 2016 5:58pm
15th May 2016 5:58pm
I
My list of alphabets stop at H
and continues from J
see for yourself,
write a poem
without that
discarded
letter!
No!
my hatred
is not directed
towards my own self,
rather, at my focus
on my own being
on my own existence
on my own super-significance of self!
So go ahead and write
or at least attempt
to write a poem
without using
that one
letter,
word!
© KDAmB 2016. All rights reserved.
...
and continues from J
see for yourself,
write a poem
without that
discarded
letter!
No!
my hatred
is not directed
towards my own self,
rather, at my focus
on my own being
on my own existence
on my own super-significance of self!
So go ahead and write
or at least attempt
to write a poem
without using
that one
letter,
word!
© KDAmB 2016. All rights reserved.
...
916 reads
11 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
14th May 2016 3:50pm
14th May 2016 3:50pm
Prefer staying in the shallows
I do not dive too deep
prefer staying in shallows
am not one of the clergies
no interest in the hallowed!
My ink will dissipate
with the tides of time
the words will dissolve
taking with them the rhyme!
© KDAmB 2016
prefer staying in shallows
am not one of the clergies
no interest in the hallowed!
My ink will dissipate
with the tides of time
the words will dissolve
taking with them the rhyme!
© KDAmB 2016
684 reads
6 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
8th May 2016 2:38am
8th May 2016 2:38am
When his heart's fixed on a jenny..
When his heart's fixed on a jenny
a fairy means nothing to him
he never deserved your beauty
it's time you moved on, screw him!
a fairy means nothing to him
he never deserved your beauty
it's time you moved on, screw him!
640 reads
11 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
7th May 2016 00:18am
7th May 2016 00:18am
Azure Skies follow the rain
Love my share of greyer skies
comes a time to say good byes!
Winds of storm are winds of change
Azure skies follow the the rains!
comes a time to say good byes!
Winds of storm are winds of change
Azure skies follow the the rains!
697 reads
10 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
30th Apr 2016 1:35pm
30th Apr 2016 1:35pm
The invisible hand
This
invisible hand
it
squeezes
my heart
every time I
hear of
pain
sufferings
sorrows.
When will
I be
able to
grab it
out of
my chest
through my
throat and
just be
left alone
with my
heart
which hasn't
ever been
the case
invisible hand
it
squeezes
my heart
every time I
hear of
pain
sufferings
sorrows.
When will
I be
able to
grab it
out of
my chest
through my
throat and
just be
left alone
with my
heart
which hasn't
ever been
the case
863 reads
14 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
22nd Apr 2016 1:24am
22nd Apr 2016 1:24am
Why came the rain....
When
came the rain
it
drenched
my soul
as much as
the village!
For the village
it was indeed a gift
a blessing
from heaven!
For me,
I am not sure.
It did raise my
spirits
felt the cloud-burst
on me
took me
to the sky
made me feel
one floating amongst them!
And then,
as the grey
when they left
left me desolate
a bit
disparately
desparate.
came the rain
it
drenched
my soul
as much as
the village!
For the village
it was indeed a gift
a blessing
from heaven!
For me,
I am not sure.
It did raise my
spirits
felt the cloud-burst
on me
took me
to the sky
made me feel
one floating amongst them!
And then,
as the grey
when they left
left me desolate
a bit
disparately
desparate.
706 reads
8 Comments
STORY POEM
Published
11th Apr 2016 2:24pm
11th Apr 2016 2:24pm
The Hollow Man
no man liked his swagger
had shoulder sliced with dagger
no body stood in his way
narcissist savage bragger!
the apparent heartless beast
did carry a heart
though it mattered least
barely a functioning part!
he came across this belle
his world turned upside down
she doused his life of hell
true love he somehow found!
Atacama got it's rain
the sailing looked plain
forgot the fact of life
It's two way not one lane!
not easy ditching past
It catches up too fast ...
had shoulder sliced with dagger
no body stood in his way
narcissist savage bragger!
the apparent heartless beast
did carry a heart
though it mattered least
barely a functioning part!
he came across this belle
his world turned upside down
she doused his life of hell
true love he somehow found!
Atacama got it's rain
the sailing looked plain
forgot the fact of life
It's two way not one lane!
not easy ditching past
It catches up too fast ...
918 reads
10 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
9th Apr 2016 11:50am
9th Apr 2016 11:50am
Downpour for some...
Sometimes
gales
are as welcome
as
any summer breeze!
Flash flood for some
downpour for others
ask a survivor of deep desert
this is nothing
but a heavenly blessing
in all its glory
dousing the
scorched soul
as much as
the red earth
it crashes into!!
gales
are as welcome
as
any summer breeze!
Flash flood for some
downpour for others
ask a survivor of deep desert
this is nothing
but a heavenly blessing
in all its glory
dousing the
scorched soul
as much as
the red earth
it crashes into!!
697 reads
10 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
5th Apr 2016 2:32am
5th Apr 2016 2:32am
Let's do this!
Let's do this!
let's embrace the fate!
let's jump over this ridge,
feel the air through the nose
savouring every bounce
relishing every thud!
Lets' stand up to the surf
let the waves crash on you!
Let them take you down
dare them make you drown
drag you o'er the sand
drop you in the mud!
Let the fish bite
take a chunk of you
take you into the deep
deep into the blue
let it dress in red
bathe it in your blood!
...
let's embrace the fate!
let's jump over this ridge,
feel the air through the nose
savouring every bounce
relishing every thud!
Lets' stand up to the surf
let the waves crash on you!
Let them take you down
dare them make you drown
drag you o'er the sand
drop you in the mud!
Let the fish bite
take a chunk of you
take you into the deep
deep into the blue
let it dress in red
bathe it in your blood!
...
993 reads
14 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
1st Apr 2016 4:07pm
1st Apr 2016 4:07pm
It's people's opinion
It's neither right
nor wrong!
No matter short
or long!
It's people's opinion
on people's works
some may see a dance
some may see a jerk!
Master-pieces slip through the cracks
whilst many busy slapping each other's backs!
many a young artists are left gob-smacked
even after begging for any feedbacks!
At the end of the day
there's no one-single-way
people will keep saying
what they have to say!
nor wrong!
No matter short
or long!
It's people's opinion
on people's works
some may see a dance
some may see a jerk!
Master-pieces slip through the cracks
whilst many busy slapping each other's backs!
many a young artists are left gob-smacked
even after begging for any feedbacks!
At the end of the day
there's no one-single-way
people will keep saying
what they have to say!
660 reads
6 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
28th Mar 2016 10:42pm
28th Mar 2016 10:42pm
Do not ask of me what do I look for
Do not ask of me , what do I look for
I'look for remedies in a bottle of poison
Very well aware that the era's unabashed
I look for modesty in gaze of the fashion
I'm conscious anxiety's displayed on all faces
I look for a face that, still has a smile on
Sun's in their eyes yet, hearts full off darkness
I look in these hearts for a light that is turned on
Do not ask of me what do I look for.....
...
I'look for remedies in a bottle of poison
Very well aware that the era's unabashed
I look for modesty in gaze of the fashion
I'm conscious anxiety's displayed on all faces
I look for a face that, still has a smile on
Sun's in their eyes yet, hearts full off darkness
I look in these hearts for a light that is turned on
Do not ask of me what do I look for.....
...
606 reads
2 Comments
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