Submissions by MythKnightSon (MYKS)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
if one day you find a hand jutting out from the grave, holding a stick and tryin' to write something on the ground, that could be me!
ANGER POEM
Published
9th Oct 2019 8:22am
9th Oct 2019 8:22am
Stupid Wolves
Wolf, Wolf!” cried the old man
and the children curled in fear
“But don’t worry, I will kill it!” he said
and they all began to cheer
“I shall kill it in three days!”
was the reassuring solemn pledge
There, started the hysterically fatal malady,
so quickly spread.!
The yellow bells stopped ringing
as the new idol was praised
From zero to hero, to foul-mouthed bigot,
the cheering stays…
And their screams were so proud,
so convincingly loud!
More and more the children lured
a huge number of the crowd.
...
and the children curled in fear
“But don’t worry, I will kill it!” he said
and they all began to cheer
“I shall kill it in three days!”
was the reassuring solemn pledge
There, started the hysterically fatal malady,
so quickly spread.!
The yellow bells stopped ringing
as the new idol was praised
From zero to hero, to foul-mouthed bigot,
the cheering stays…
And their screams were so proud,
so convincingly loud!
More and more the children lured
a huge number of the crowd.
...
#corruption
#oppression
#politics
#greed
#poverty
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STORY POEM
Published
9th Oct 2019 8:18am
9th Oct 2019 8:18am
Rio Luna
Struggling to recall what brought me here,
I stay flattened on the ground.
My eyes half-shut and my body, bare -
The cold wind blew with gloomy sound.
What am I doing in a place like this -
In the middle of a summer night?
What made me go so numbed like this?
What is that enticing light?
Ah.! The moon, so big, so full, that thing!
It scared the countless stars away…
I felt the grass against my skin
Brushing me, lulling me in a strange way.
Then slowly I turned to explore the place;
With my heavy head and weary...
I stay flattened on the ground.
My eyes half-shut and my body, bare -
The cold wind blew with gloomy sound.
What am I doing in a place like this -
In the middle of a summer night?
What made me go so numbed like this?
What is that enticing light?
Ah.! The moon, so big, so full, that thing!
It scared the countless stars away…
I felt the grass against my skin
Brushing me, lulling me in a strange way.
Then slowly I turned to explore the place;
With my heavy head and weary...
#love
#romantic
#dreams #TruthOfLife
#dreams #TruthOfLife
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SELF POEM
Published
18th Oct 2018 8:13am
18th Oct 2018 8:13am
If Only
A single “if only”
is a strong hindrance between
a dreamer and the dream
a thick dark cloak-like sky
of the gloomy realm
of anguish, suspicion and despair;
covering an endless desolated sea of
unyielding uncertainty…
if only…
only if…
Alas! And it’s never a single “if only”
But a swarm of relentless, recurring,
persistent “if only”s…
if only…
I can bring back the soft-sounding footsteps
Now merely recurring in memory
And cease all the weepings
Between heaven and earth.
Only if…...
is a strong hindrance between
a dreamer and the dream
a thick dark cloak-like sky
of the gloomy realm
of anguish, suspicion and despair;
covering an endless desolated sea of
unyielding uncertainty…
if only…
only if…
Alas! And it’s never a single “if only”
But a swarm of relentless, recurring,
persistent “if only”s…
if only…
I can bring back the soft-sounding footsteps
Now merely recurring in memory
And cease all the weepings
Between heaven and earth.
Only if…...
#regret
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DARK POEM
Published
17th Oct 2018 4:09pm
17th Oct 2018 4:09pm
CONTEMPT
Comely apparition, emerged
Like a cold Sunday morning
Announced by innocent chirps
Riding the breeze of garden-fresh -
The coming of a dream
Not short of anything, as paradise
There you were - pure elegance.
That smile, expressive of confidence
Untainted innocence,
Without a trace of despair;
All heavenly bliss gathered
In a single face, intensely hypnotic!
With all pledges of serenity,
You were irresistible…
Lured me into your fortress
But never made equal;
Puppet to your manipulative...
Like a cold Sunday morning
Announced by innocent chirps
Riding the breeze of garden-fresh -
The coming of a dream
Not short of anything, as paradise
There you were - pure elegance.
That smile, expressive of confidence
Untainted innocence,
Without a trace of despair;
All heavenly bliss gathered
In a single face, intensely hypnotic!
With all pledges of serenity,
You were irresistible…
Lured me into your fortress
But never made equal;
Puppet to your manipulative...
#regret
#hate
#despair
#disappointment
#emptiness
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LOVE POEM
Published
27th Aug 2017 9:28am
27th Aug 2017 9:28am
JUST A DREAM
Well, you always hear people say:
“Not all people are here to stay.”
While some of them will see you cry,
Some are just simply passing by.
Some will stopover for many years
yet will never know about your fears.
Some may swing in a blink of an eye
and trigger all your deepest desires.
Some will leave profound marks
within the corners of your heart.
Some are just like shallow stain
easily known, easily forgotten…
You! you came rather unexpectedly
and smiled at me so dejectedly.
But there was something in...
“Not all people are here to stay.”
While some of them will see you cry,
Some are just simply passing by.
Some will stopover for many years
yet will never know about your fears.
Some may swing in a blink of an eye
and trigger all your deepest desires.
Some will leave profound marks
within the corners of your heart.
Some are just like shallow stain
easily known, easily forgotten…
You! you came rather unexpectedly
and smiled at me so dejectedly.
But there was something in...
#LifeAsAWriter
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LOVE POEM
Published
23rd Aug 2017 8:00am
23rd Aug 2017 8:00am
This is Goodbye
Your last words,
though spoken softly
were so loud!
And they got etched
into my brain
like a scratched record
playing again and again.
I am too exhausted,
almost dying...
Almost done,
like that setting sun.
I hold your hand
and I look at you
as a tear rolls slowly
down your cheek.
I think about yesterday
and all the better days we had
and wonder if they will ever
come again... I wonder
if I'll ever feel that way again.
You look up at me
with those eyes
I know so...
though spoken softly
were so loud!
And they got etched
into my brain
like a scratched record
playing again and again.
I am too exhausted,
almost dying...
Almost done,
like that setting sun.
I hold your hand
and I look at you
as a tear rolls slowly
down your cheek.
I think about yesterday
and all the better days we had
and wonder if they will ever
come again... I wonder
if I'll ever feel that way again.
You look up at me
with those eyes
I know so...
#love
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LOVE POEM
Published
20th Aug 2017 1:48pm
20th Aug 2017 1:48pm
A Sad Love Poem
I shall write tonight, now,
That I feel my heart
Is like that fountain in the park.
Bursting not of water but
Of emotions that may never come again.
I shall write tonight
For no one knows what is waiting
For the coming nights.
I may not care anymore.
So, tonight,
I give my all in memory of that night.
How I held her under a sky like this –
Full of stars and the moon,
Staring at itself on the rippling pond.
How could I forget that night?
Her eyes, still and sparkling ...
That I feel my heart
Is like that fountain in the park.
Bursting not of water but
Of emotions that may never come again.
I shall write tonight
For no one knows what is waiting
For the coming nights.
I may not care anymore.
So, tonight,
I give my all in memory of that night.
How I held her under a sky like this –
Full of stars and the moon,
Staring at itself on the rippling pond.
How could I forget that night?
Her eyes, still and sparkling ...
#love
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LOVE POEM
Published
13th Aug 2017 7:10pm
13th Aug 2017 7:10pm
Endless Sacrifice
I have had this feeling before.
This, recurring,
stupid feeling she brings!
It almost killed me one time.
Then one more time;
many many times actually.
Until I finally died!
And she brought me back to life.
Not with her reassuring familiar lies.
But with a glimpse of hope
that one day,
we shall gaze endlessly at the stars.
With only the sweet memories of us
growing old together.
Always blissful at the start.
But only for a while.
Until all there is bitterness
of painful moments ...
This, recurring,
stupid feeling she brings!
It almost killed me one time.
Then one more time;
many many times actually.
Until I finally died!
And she brought me back to life.
Not with her reassuring familiar lies.
But with a glimpse of hope
that one day,
we shall gaze endlessly at the stars.
With only the sweet memories of us
growing old together.
Always blissful at the start.
But only for a while.
Until all there is bitterness
of painful moments ...
#PopCulture
545 reads
2 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
20th Jul 2017 2:36pm
20th Jul 2017 2:36pm
Homo Insanis Stultus
Be it a miraculous seven-day
Or millions of years from a big bang
Surely, we have come a long way
And now what have we become?
We have invented fast cars
But are always late;
We got online computers
But rarely communicate!
We have claimed the moon
Oh, aren't we conquerors?
We dream to reach other planets
But not our next door neighbors.
We desalinized the sea water
And polluted the air;
We get too much from the earth
And have forgotten what is fair.
We gather all information
To...
Or millions of years from a big bang
Surely, we have come a long way
And now what have we become?
We have invented fast cars
But are always late;
We got online computers
But rarely communicate!
We have claimed the moon
Oh, aren't we conquerors?
We dream to reach other planets
But not our next door neighbors.
We desalinized the sea water
And polluted the air;
We get too much from the earth
And have forgotten what is fair.
We gather all information
To...
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ANGER POEM
Published
19th Jul 2017 1:09pm
19th Jul 2017 1:09pm
"Placebo"
Oh! But we are all dead
the moment we were born.
Made alive by consciousness
just to suffer from the scorn
of this cursed society,
built by those who believed
that they are more than
just clumps of dust.
Everyone would realize,
given their very own device
how utterly mad it is,
this whole crazy thing
called life!
Everyone is sick…
So came the sugar pill
to make them feel better
inflicting fictitious hopes,
causing subtle burst
of shortsighted obsessions,
awakening...
the moment we were born.
Made alive by consciousness
just to suffer from the scorn
of this cursed society,
built by those who believed
that they are more than
just clumps of dust.
Everyone would realize,
given their very own device
how utterly mad it is,
this whole crazy thing
called life!
Everyone is sick…
So came the sugar pill
to make them feel better
inflicting fictitious hopes,
causing subtle burst
of shortsighted obsessions,
awakening...
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2 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
19th Jul 2017 1:06pm
19th Jul 2017 1:06pm
"Pariah"
howled tears of martyrdom
came gushing like a flood
countless wasted sacrifices
disregarded by the gods
utter negligence caused
this feeling so strange
pure silence have made
this sanity disarranged
stained callous knife
piercing through the skin
blood squirting like rain
but with no sense of pain
one last blow of rage
vile monster awakened
watching over the soul
of this life gone forsaken
came gushing like a flood
countless wasted sacrifices
disregarded by the gods
utter negligence caused
this feeling so strange
pure silence have made
this sanity disarranged
stained callous knife
piercing through the skin
blood squirting like rain
but with no sense of pain
one last blow of rage
vile monster awakened
watching over the soul
of this life gone forsaken
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DARK POEM
Published
10th Dec 2015 2:57pm
10th Dec 2015 2:57pm
The Angels are Sleeping
I smell blood,
sour reeking blood
Lugged by the eerie wind
Scouring my numbed face.
Painful streaks of light
Struck my weary eyes.
Heavy racing nimbus,
Black rainbow in the sky!
Strange moaning of the river
Sounds like calling my name
Struggled hard to get up
Dropped flat on the ground again!
Vultures squeak as they rip
the rotting flesh
of my comrades, asleep,
never to wake again.
We were forsaken!
We fought as much but the sworn
help from the heavens
did not reach the earth…
sour reeking blood
Lugged by the eerie wind
Scouring my numbed face.
Painful streaks of light
Struck my weary eyes.
Heavy racing nimbus,
Black rainbow in the sky!
Strange moaning of the river
Sounds like calling my name
Struggled hard to get up
Dropped flat on the ground again!
Vultures squeak as they rip
the rotting flesh
of my comrades, asleep,
never to wake again.
We were forsaken!
We fought as much but the sworn
help from the heavens
did not reach the earth…
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