Submissions by MDT
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
dreamy
DARK POEM
Published
21st Apr 2012 8:10pm
21st Apr 2012 8:10pm
river
take a
step
into
the deep
black water
with ball and chain
and a mind spited with disdain
all the words will soak in pain for an emotive refrain
squirm and quiver at the bed of ice river
sink into the pit of the mentally unfit
and forget the soil of spoils
forever
step
into
the deep
black water
with ball and chain
and a mind spited with disdain
all the words will soak in pain for an emotive refrain
squirm and quiver at the bed of ice river
sink into the pit of the mentally unfit
and forget the soil of spoils
forever
573 reads
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
20th Apr 2012 3:23pm
20th Apr 2012 3:23pm
cassettes
images swirl in my mind,
the past, the present
mashed up in one continuous rewind
Magnetic tape
analog escape
from digital rape
the cassettes
lay stagnant
in a box
under my bed
buried,
as the dead.
the past, the present
mashed up in one continuous rewind
Magnetic tape
analog escape
from digital rape
the cassettes
lay stagnant
in a box
under my bed
buried,
as the dead.
631 reads
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DARK POEM
Published
14th Apr 2012 10:42pm
14th Apr 2012 10:42pm
in the dead of the night( 3am)
the hounds are howling
its dead on three am
two minutes pass, they stop
dead silence, three zero four am
just my keys typing in the dead of night,
three zero six am
shadow pass,
who goes there?
none but me and typing keys,
three zero seven and then eight
they howl again
who goes there?
its dead on three am
two minutes pass, they stop
dead silence, three zero four am
just my keys typing in the dead of night,
three zero six am
shadow pass,
who goes there?
none but me and typing keys,
three zero seven and then eight
they howl again
who goes there?
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
14th Apr 2012 10:24pm
14th Apr 2012 10:24pm
Us and It
there is one truth
that radiates from each and everything,
it lingers in hungry eyes,
it bleeds through with blood of a beaten wife,
it's in the stink of burnt rubber and
it's reflected off of shattered glass
it's in the rain drop molecule on each blade of grass
it's in the warmth of homeward love
in the simple breath we take, each day
it's in the contour of the fray
it's in each prayer we pray
it's in each word we say,
the one truth,
radiating through each and everything
is the soul of us, a collective being.
that radiates from each and everything,
it lingers in hungry eyes,
it bleeds through with blood of a beaten wife,
it's in the stink of burnt rubber and
it's reflected off of shattered glass
it's in the rain drop molecule on each blade of grass
it's in the warmth of homeward love
in the simple breath we take, each day
it's in the contour of the fray
it's in each prayer we pray
it's in each word we say,
the one truth,
radiating through each and everything
is the soul of us, a collective being.
595 reads
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
10th Apr 2012 1:16pm
10th Apr 2012 1:16pm
tunnels
we travel in tunnels within
interweaving tunnels
by alloy serpents
that carry us into the future
to where we ought to be
but where do you go?
to and fro
in the dark tunnels
of the underground?
interweaving tunnels
by alloy serpents
that carry us into the future
to where we ought to be
but where do you go?
to and fro
in the dark tunnels
of the underground?
862 reads
2 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
9th Apr 2012 9:49pm
9th Apr 2012 9:49pm
moon racers
Its a good night he says,
Its a good night
for a race in the full moon light
night riders that we are
our triumphs adored from afar
first gear,clutch let go
chain suspense tight
for a fight
to accelerate and shift into second
its the speed that must heed to beckon
the piston to combust
into pulsar movement
silver road and kicked up dust
canopies are silhouettes of adornment
and the streetlight shines upon first place
its in slow-motion lost in fragmented space
It's the third gear roar
where emotions scream and our...
Its a good night
for a race in the full moon light
night riders that we are
our triumphs adored from afar
first gear,clutch let go
chain suspense tight
for a fight
to accelerate and shift into second
its the speed that must heed to beckon
the piston to combust
into pulsar movement
silver road and kicked up dust
canopies are silhouettes of adornment
and the streetlight shines upon first place
its in slow-motion lost in fragmented space
It's the third gear roar
where emotions scream and our...
605 reads
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LOVE POEM
Published
8th Apr 2012 2:59am
8th Apr 2012 2:59am
14
theink
smudges
offfromthe
initialsIelaborately
designedonmypalm
itsbeenawhilesinceI
drewonmyskin,astheink
seepsinIthinkofyouandthese
songsplayingfromtheseheadphones
takemetosacredmomentswespentwithus
thetimelessimmortalus,Iseemyself
fourteen,memoriessoclear
Iseeyouthirteenandcan
stillfeelyounear,your
smile,youreyes,your
smell,inlovewefell,
fate,starsand
allthethings
unsaid,
somany
poems
about
you
still
unread
its
been
fourteen
years,Iwant ...
smudges
offfromthe
initialsIelaborately
designedonmypalm
itsbeenawhilesinceI
drewonmyskin,astheink
seepsinIthinkofyouandthese
songsplayingfromtheseheadphones
takemetosacredmomentswespentwithus
thetimelessimmortalus,Iseemyself
fourteen,memoriessoclear
Iseeyouthirteenandcan
stillfeelyounear,your
smile,youreyes,your
smell,inlovewefell,
fate,starsand
allthethings
unsaid,
somany
poems
about
you
still
unread
its
been
fourteen
years,Iwant ...
847 reads
3 Comments
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
5th Apr 2012 10:13pm
5th Apr 2012 10:13pm
Black sheep
its a good day for devotion
the poor in their best suits
and hair nicely presented,
walking the road, to your house
and in the mercedes,
the rich snob them all
and just show for the sake of showing
coz the rich like to show.
regardless, poor or rich they
all flock to your houses
to remember death.
they sit and listen to the mighty preacher
and sing hyms that exalt your purity,
oh so dogmatic and over dramatic
preacher preacher, our shepard to god
and i, well.. yes i
don't put on my best dress ...
the poor in their best suits
and hair nicely presented,
walking the road, to your house
and in the mercedes,
the rich snob them all
and just show for the sake of showing
coz the rich like to show.
regardless, poor or rich they
all flock to your houses
to remember death.
they sit and listen to the mighty preacher
and sing hyms that exalt your purity,
oh so dogmatic and over dramatic
preacher preacher, our shepard to god
and i, well.. yes i
don't put on my best dress ...
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STORY POEM
Published
1st Apr 2012 9:27am
1st Apr 2012 9:27am
Homies in Hyperspace
(collab of Chameleon, MDT and Prophet)
To The Homies in Hyperspace,
Those trapped between the Dimensions,
Wish we knew the troubles you face.
Rest in peace, devoid of tension,
Caught between realms, you run the race,
Float in circles: Soul suspension
You watch our world in good intention
and yell out to us but no-one cares or hears
You're mute and the damage is done, too late for prevention
Homies in hyperspace, we'll lend you our tears
Tell us the secrets of afterlife to soften our fears
Can we swim in...
To The Homies in Hyperspace,
Those trapped between the Dimensions,
Wish we knew the troubles you face.
Rest in peace, devoid of tension,
Caught between realms, you run the race,
Float in circles: Soul suspension
You watch our world in good intention
and yell out to us but no-one cares or hears
You're mute and the damage is done, too late for prevention
Homies in hyperspace, we'll lend you our tears
Tell us the secrets of afterlife to soften our fears
Can we swim in...
651 reads
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STORY POEM
Published
27th Mar 2012 2:37pm
27th Mar 2012 2:37pm
Paper Lanterns
flower petals
soft as velvet
caress this soul
paper lanterns
mystic as ancient scripts
entice these thoughts
cobbled streets
old as gold
form this physique
emerald eyes
deep as sleep
captivate these emotions
poems fly within this mind,
as paper lanterns in the starry night sky.
soft as velvet
caress this soul
paper lanterns
mystic as ancient scripts
entice these thoughts
cobbled streets
old as gold
form this physique
emerald eyes
deep as sleep
captivate these emotions
poems fly within this mind,
as paper lanterns in the starry night sky.
655 reads
3 Comments
ANGER POEM
Published
24th Mar 2012 1:37am
24th Mar 2012 1:37am
americium serum
cracks in the concrete and rusted metal
forge an illusion of an imperfect world
melted plastic fused into death
toxicity overtake in each breath
blood stained glass, dry and crusting
rotting corpse,flies,maggots lusting
under the scorned sun,
the stench spells a deteriorating pun
9 bullets shot from his machine gun
he grins and grinds his teeth for fun
pull the trigger, not so hard to figure
whats your creed? he yells in hied
watching things perish in his timeless greed
for taking lives and raping wives
is his pleasure in leisure
oh,...
forge an illusion of an imperfect world
melted plastic fused into death
toxicity overtake in each breath
blood stained glass, dry and crusting
rotting corpse,flies,maggots lusting
under the scorned sun,
the stench spells a deteriorating pun
9 bullets shot from his machine gun
he grins and grinds his teeth for fun
pull the trigger, not so hard to figure
whats your creed? he yells in hied
watching things perish in his timeless greed
for taking lives and raping wives
is his pleasure in leisure
oh,...
737 reads
1 Comment
DRUGS POEM
Published
23rd Mar 2012 11:54pm
23rd Mar 2012 11:54pm
the last drop
as i sip the vile vial
colours contour my perspective; only just for a while,
so i drink the potion
derived from elements of a dream in motion,
and watch stars fall into the ocean
to admire their brilliant glow,
coming from the deep below
sand particles glisten in the moon light
and your shaded smile sets the mood right
even in this darkness i find comfort
in lunar radiance, so can we teleport
into inter dimensions of love?
i bite my lip, you are all i think of
as i sip the last drop in the vial.
and i leave my body, for the...
colours contour my perspective; only just for a while,
so i drink the potion
derived from elements of a dream in motion,
and watch stars fall into the ocean
to admire their brilliant glow,
coming from the deep below
sand particles glisten in the moon light
and your shaded smile sets the mood right
even in this darkness i find comfort
in lunar radiance, so can we teleport
into inter dimensions of love?
i bite my lip, you are all i think of
as i sip the last drop in the vial.
and i leave my body, for the...
807 reads
4 Comments
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