Submissions by KoreanGhost
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Sic Bis Par A Per A Blium ( If you want peace. Prepare for war)
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
24th Mar 2014 10:30pm
24th Mar 2014 10:30pm
prepressed
ready as I will ever be,
With some support.
Face them.
Stern authoritarian;
Clutching the tools of their importance
To twitching, twelve-year-old egos.
Eager to fill their daily tasks
Tis their life.
Facing them.
So many.
As the blur of so many others
In coming to this place.
Blink back nervous swallows.
Steady now
Clutching tight
The deep-etched pages of my mind.
These hallowed pages, do I mind
Turning them over to blind
Insensitive appetites-for more?
Doubting now
These precious...
With some support.
Face them.
Stern authoritarian;
Clutching the tools of their importance
To twitching, twelve-year-old egos.
Eager to fill their daily tasks
Tis their life.
Facing them.
So many.
As the blur of so many others
In coming to this place.
Blink back nervous swallows.
Steady now
Clutching tight
The deep-etched pages of my mind.
These hallowed pages, do I mind
Turning them over to blind
Insensitive appetites-for more?
Doubting now
These precious...
750 reads
2 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
5th Feb 2014 3:58am
5th Feb 2014 3:58am
Sweet kisses
Sweet kisses
Hot cherry pie
Endorphins scrambled
Cant you tell
from my eyes,
Sweet kisses
Cherry pie.
Hot cherry pie
Endorphins scrambled
Cant you tell
from my eyes,
Sweet kisses
Cherry pie.
863 reads
4 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
5th Feb 2014 3:50am
5th Feb 2014 3:50am
Cause it is what it is
In the end...someone pays,
there aint no beats on the street,
Hell no ,
Cause it is what it is,
Lets look at ourselves,
many tear dropped to have got to where you are...
Sacrifice"s made,
The Man gotta be paid,
Shit he aint got there by being NICE,
NO
He smiles,
Hands out spread.
Wanting his bread
Taking all your money you've just made..
Dignity striped
Ive been ripped,
How does one feed the wife n kids
Modern day poverty
It is what it is
At times we pretend its good for a while
Hiding past those...
there aint no beats on the street,
Hell no ,
Cause it is what it is,
Lets look at ourselves,
many tear dropped to have got to where you are...
Sacrifice"s made,
The Man gotta be paid,
Shit he aint got there by being NICE,
NO
He smiles,
Hands out spread.
Wanting his bread
Taking all your money you've just made..
Dignity striped
Ive been ripped,
How does one feed the wife n kids
Modern day poverty
It is what it is
At times we pretend its good for a while
Hiding past those...
719 reads
2 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
19th Nov 2013 9:53pm
19th Nov 2013 9:53pm
Pastures fresh await
To all I have had the pleasure of meeting on this site, Its time for me to say bye for now.
A special thanks to Rain, Jazzmannor, Hiba, Shaunda, ChaosColl, (Strider) (Broomie), John Feddedler , and those I have missed.
I wish YOU"S ALL A MERRY XMAS.
You have ALL been a major influence in my " Ramblings Of A Madman " that I have inked n' posted.
Feel free to contact me on FB if u please.
KG
Charles Thomson.
oxo.
A special thanks to Rain, Jazzmannor, Hiba, Shaunda, ChaosColl, (Strider) (Broomie), John Feddedler , and those I have missed.
I wish YOU"S ALL A MERRY XMAS.
You have ALL been a major influence in my " Ramblings Of A Madman " that I have inked n' posted.
Feel free to contact me on FB if u please.
KG
Charles Thomson.
oxo.
766 reads
1 Comment
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
16th Nov 2013 8:33pm
16th Nov 2013 8:33pm
Impress.
Cause whatever's,
Im impressed,
Never to lose ,
Loves heart on her dress.
My eye never lies to my mind n' soul,
Or so I thought while I get old,
My mind may decieve ,
What I choose to see.
But my Soul neva see's ,
What my mind decieves,
I took it from ,
The first breath I breathed.
Respect to ALL Member's from the Tun up club, formed at Ace Cafe London, 1940s to present.
Thanks for ur time. Check it out.
Whatch out for Motorcyclists.
Tun up club WWW. co
Im impressed,
Never to lose ,
Loves heart on her dress.
My eye never lies to my mind n' soul,
Or so I thought while I get old,
My mind may decieve ,
What I choose to see.
But my Soul neva see's ,
What my mind decieves,
I took it from ,
The first breath I breathed.
Respect to ALL Member's from the Tun up club, formed at Ace Cafe London, 1940s to present.
Thanks for ur time. Check it out.
Whatch out for Motorcyclists.
Tun up club WWW. co
731 reads
2 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
16th Nov 2013 8:13pm
16th Nov 2013 8:13pm
Perfect Strangers
Perfect Strangers
Tell me me my friends,
Of when I see ,
My mind Oracle ,
Each night as it feeds.
On Virginal Night Galaxies Starbright,
Millions , Moon Oracle so light,
Bewildering !
Witnessing Full Moon delights.
Alas , before we may lose track ,
Of Our Sunlight , soon,
My Oracle Eye's,
Connect my mind
Please to greet !
I say to mind,
This Perfect Daylight,
Daylight, so kind
Hand offer, non unkind .
Perfect Strangers
Yet to greet,
Connected paths from which we meet,
Perfect Strangers ,...
Tell me me my friends,
Of when I see ,
My mind Oracle ,
Each night as it feeds.
On Virginal Night Galaxies Starbright,
Millions , Moon Oracle so light,
Bewildering !
Witnessing Full Moon delights.
Alas , before we may lose track ,
Of Our Sunlight , soon,
My Oracle Eye's,
Connect my mind
Please to greet !
I say to mind,
This Perfect Daylight,
Daylight, so kind
Hand offer, non unkind .
Perfect Strangers
Yet to greet,
Connected paths from which we meet,
Perfect Strangers ,...
1017 reads
2 Comments
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
3rd Nov 2013 6:58pm
3rd Nov 2013 6:58pm
Svaztika
Show the sign without fear!
Understand, don't just see,
For Svaztika , most the Westernized minds conjours evil.
Thinking the worst.
Every year, without any fear,
Hindu's celebrate the New comings of the year,
Their heads shaved , Svastika decoratively painted on,
For prosperity , the young and the dead.
Decorated ornaments from Indus Valley Civilisation to the Mediterranean Classical Antiquity ,
Svastika was a welcomed symbol of "good," or " auspiciousness."
Indian, Turkey, Nepal, China, Japan, Korea, and Europe were...
Understand, don't just see,
For Svaztika , most the Westernized minds conjours evil.
Thinking the worst.
Every year, without any fear,
Hindu's celebrate the New comings of the year,
Their heads shaved , Svastika decoratively painted on,
For prosperity , the young and the dead.
Decorated ornaments from Indus Valley Civilisation to the Mediterranean Classical Antiquity ,
Svastika was a welcomed symbol of "good," or " auspiciousness."
Indian, Turkey, Nepal, China, Japan, Korea, and Europe were...
1146 reads
7 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
2nd Nov 2013 2:30am
2nd Nov 2013 2:30am
all the future's can build.
Embers of burning buildings behind ,
All are dead , too unkind?
Jarred bodies lying, stench o' burnt flesh corrodes the soul,
Leaving the green fields...red.
What a shame, babies screaming motherless wails.
Who will feed them now?
They die in make shift cots,
Rots.
Propaganda pulses, pricked up politicians ,
Never care 'bout,
Casualties of war,
Whose war?
Not Mine.
Why am I here,? Traipsing through obliterated mush of piled up n' scattered bodies.
I think to myself...Dr...
All are dead , too unkind?
Jarred bodies lying, stench o' burnt flesh corrodes the soul,
Leaving the green fields...red.
What a shame, babies screaming motherless wails.
Who will feed them now?
They die in make shift cots,
Rots.
Propaganda pulses, pricked up politicians ,
Never care 'bout,
Casualties of war,
Whose war?
Not Mine.
Why am I here,? Traipsing through obliterated mush of piled up n' scattered bodies.
I think to myself...Dr...
724 reads
2 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
2nd Nov 2013 1:58am
2nd Nov 2013 1:58am
Rainbow Lade.
All will be plentiful for thee, come see.
Witness the ' Kingfisher, ' diving, flashing colours , catching small fry,
while the rainbows arching over you n' I,
leaving us both colour blind.
Stickelbacks darting freely,
trying to evade "King's " bill. Piercing.
Hitting the calm serenity of the lade,
Rainbow reflections , ripples , breaking the picture perfect.
Fisher, of all Kings , flys away, perching on a high branch,
Rainbow arc's ,
Colours the Kingfisher. Glistening.
Migrating, navigating , breeding. Flying the rainbow .
...
Witness the ' Kingfisher, ' diving, flashing colours , catching small fry,
while the rainbows arching over you n' I,
leaving us both colour blind.
Stickelbacks darting freely,
trying to evade "King's " bill. Piercing.
Hitting the calm serenity of the lade,
Rainbow reflections , ripples , breaking the picture perfect.
Fisher, of all Kings , flys away, perching on a high branch,
Rainbow arc's ,
Colours the Kingfisher. Glistening.
Migrating, navigating , breeding. Flying the rainbow .
...
#birds
#rainbow
717 reads
4 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
31st Oct 2013 8:20pm
31st Oct 2013 8:20pm
LOU REED: A Tribute To .
1959. He looked so fine. Jet black hair, compliments his " Darth Vader" stare, basketball , music and naturally girls so fair. Living in Freeport he had no plans, took life as it came.
1967. Thought he was in heaven, but no. Not Lou, he went deep, deep down. Below the
" Velvet Underground."
Sixties generation sang...about peace, love and mind expanding properties of LSD. Reed N' the 'underground,' represented the dark side of the hippy dream.
It's a wonder why he lasted so long, surely odds on for ' Rock N' Roll martyrdom. Lou Reed, in 1973 touring...
1967. Thought he was in heaven, but no. Not Lou, he went deep, deep down. Below the
" Velvet Underground."
Sixties generation sang...about peace, love and mind expanding properties of LSD. Reed N' the 'underground,' represented the dark side of the hippy dream.
It's a wonder why he lasted so long, surely odds on for ' Rock N' Roll martyrdom. Lou Reed, in 1973 touring...
935 reads
8 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
30th Oct 2013 8:00pm
30th Oct 2013 8:00pm
Gravity
Honey it's been a long time coming and I can't stop now,
Such a long time running and I can't stop now,
Can you hear that sound ? Do you hear my heart beating?
' Cause I can't help thinking . And I won't look down.
I looked up at the sun and I could see, how gravity turns for you and me,
So I looked up at the sky and saw the sun ,
And the way gravity pulls on everyone. On everyone .
Such a long time, Baby it's been a long time waiting ,
And I can't stop smiling , No I can't stop now,
Do you hear my heart beating ?...
Such a long time running and I can't stop now,
Can you hear that sound ? Do you hear my heart beating?
' Cause I can't help thinking . And I won't look down.
I looked up at the sun and I could see, how gravity turns for you and me,
So I looked up at the sky and saw the sun ,
And the way gravity pulls on everyone. On everyone .
Such a long time, Baby it's been a long time waiting ,
And I can't stop smiling , No I can't stop now,
Do you hear my heart beating ?...
757 reads
6 Comments
DU Poetry : Submissions by KoreanGhost
