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!
WW2W
Look at them all,
lonely beings,
hopelessly believing
in the promise
of a better tomorrow…
Look at all those blank faces
painted with smiles
as they cross each other
on their way to their cages -
their everyday share of
this elaborate servitude.
They were all taken
from the darkness
guided by blinding light,
cuffed with norms
that benefit only a few.
Sedated, they are
with shallow happiness
from fleeting triumphs
on their way
to inevitable failure!
Behold, this mass
of lively...
lonely beings,
hopelessly believing
in the promise
of a better tomorrow…
Look at all those blank faces
painted with smiles
as they cross each other
on their way to their cages -
their everyday share of
this elaborate servitude.
They were all taken
from the darkness
guided by blinding light,
cuffed with norms
that benefit only a few.
Sedated, they are
with shallow happiness
from fleeting triumphs
on their way
to inevitable failure!
Behold, this mass
of lively...
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Mr. Frail
Mr Frail i've known you for sometime
and ever since, you've been a friend of mind
you've shown me evil things i'm not supposed to do
you've been a witness to everything i'm going through
But tell me now what did they do to you
you're not as happy as the one i use to know
i can feel the pain that's reflecting in your eyes
'cause i'm a victim of half truths and half lies
i've been there where you have been
i've seen things that you have seen
Mr Frail tell me what you feel
there's no difference in pretending it's not real
you've learned...
and ever since, you've been a friend of mind
you've shown me evil things i'm not supposed to do
you've been a witness to everything i'm going through
But tell me now what did they do to you
you're not as happy as the one i use to know
i can feel the pain that's reflecting in your eyes
'cause i'm a victim of half truths and half lies
i've been there where you have been
i've seen things that you have seen
Mr Frail tell me what you feel
there's no difference in pretending it's not real
you've learned...
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ECHOES OF REGRETS
There again, playing in my mind
it echoes as if it will never end
In my heart, it resonates
as my soul passively submits
My days are invaded by the past;
my thoughts haunted by images of you
drifting away, fading into the night
as the rain took you away from my sight.
Still, so clearly, i can see
everytime i close my eyes...
both drenched and shivering
as we uttered our last goodbyes.
I ought to tell you how it pains me
each time i hear your voice,
Begging that chance to be with me
but i had no better choice.
...
it echoes as if it will never end
In my heart, it resonates
as my soul passively submits
My days are invaded by the past;
my thoughts haunted by images of you
drifting away, fading into the night
as the rain took you away from my sight.
Still, so clearly, i can see
everytime i close my eyes...
both drenched and shivering
as we uttered our last goodbyes.
I ought to tell you how it pains me
each time i hear your voice,
Begging that chance to be with me
but i had no better choice.
...
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Trash
There’s a persuasive need for me to mark this day
When I missed her most but she tried to drive me away
I’d like to think that she was not in her usual frame of mind
Which caused her throwing questions of that kind
But after all I still felt something so elusive
Pumped by this heart that’s made so sensitive
Her kindness and innocence sometimes can turn
Into some sort of fire that watch me burn
I find it hard to understand the reason why
Suddenly she demanded for an inappropriate alibi
When everything just seemed to be so fine
Why oh why,...
When I missed her most but she tried to drive me away
I’d like to think that she was not in her usual frame of mind
Which caused her throwing questions of that kind
But after all I still felt something so elusive
Pumped by this heart that’s made so sensitive
Her kindness and innocence sometimes can turn
Into some sort of fire that watch me burn
I find it hard to understand the reason why
Suddenly she demanded for an inappropriate alibi
When everything just seemed to be so fine
Why oh why,...
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Capitulation
wish I was a scientist so I could
Study and understand
The chemical composition of whatever
That is that’s flowing through my veins
Each time I see your smile ...
I’d develop a counter formula
Against those irresistible enticement
Of seemingly hypnotic conversation
Every time I am struck by
Your gleaming hazel eyes.
But I am not a genius
When it comes to science.
And not even clever enough
About these sort of things
People align to love...
I don’t even have the strength
To resist this haul created
By your mere...
Study and understand
The chemical composition of whatever
That is that’s flowing through my veins
Each time I see your smile ...
I’d develop a counter formula
Against those irresistible enticement
Of seemingly hypnotic conversation
Every time I am struck by
Your gleaming hazel eyes.
But I am not a genius
When it comes to science.
And not even clever enough
About these sort of things
People align to love...
I don’t even have the strength
To resist this haul created
By your mere...
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SQUANDERED (an intro to Galleta)
There are two styles my friend, BERT UGALINO invented: “Galleta” and “Amilyn”.
Galleta is like a symphony of poems. The trick is to make the lines of one poem “combinable” to the lines of the second (or third and fourth, depending on how complex your Galleta you want to be). The form is like…
Poem 1
AAA
BBB
CCC
DDD
Poem 2
EEE
FFF
GGG
HHH
And the symphony:
AAAEEE
BBBFFF
CCCGGG
DDDHHH
Amylin on the other hand are verses that would still have meaning when read backwards through the...
Galleta is like a symphony of poems. The trick is to make the lines of one poem “combinable” to the lines of the second (or third and fourth, depending on how complex your Galleta you want to be). The form is like…
Poem 1
AAA
BBB
CCC
DDD
Poem 2
EEE
FFF
GGG
HHH
And the symphony:
AAAEEE
BBBFFF
CCCGGG
DDDHHH
Amylin on the other hand are verses that would still have meaning when read backwards through the...
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HARLOT
I won’t ask for
Anything great
I know I don’t
Deserve…
I don’t demand
For love.
That’s not
For me to have.
Keep your money
And diamonds,
For I don’t need
Them either.
All I want
Is for you
To treat me
With respect
‘Cause even if
I am a woman of
Sin they toy with,
I’m still human.
this came to mind after reading Mr. John F's "write me a broken heart"
these are words that came from a real life Magdalene.
Anything great
I know I don’t
Deserve…
I don’t demand
For love.
That’s not
For me to have.
Keep your money
And diamonds,
For I don’t need
Them either.
All I want
Is for you
To treat me
With respect
‘Cause even if
I am a woman of
Sin they toy with,
I’m still human.
this came to mind after reading Mr. John F's "write me a broken heart"
these are words that came from a real life Magdalene.
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Blinded Poet
Sleep won’t come
to these lonesome weary eyes.
The mind wanders with
mixed emotions leaking
from the broken heart.
Slowly, I lay myself
on the bed of memories.
But the past is like a gloomy
glass crushed and turned into
dust-like creatures
swarming over my skin.
I crawled to reach the bookcase
and one by one, I touched
the tattered pages that
got me through the days of solitude .
Now, I can only feel them with my hands.
Those vague lines and curves
embossed on their back
when rage...
to these lonesome weary eyes.
The mind wanders with
mixed emotions leaking
from the broken heart.
Slowly, I lay myself
on the bed of memories.
But the past is like a gloomy
glass crushed and turned into
dust-like creatures
swarming over my skin.
I crawled to reach the bookcase
and one by one, I touched
the tattered pages that
got me through the days of solitude .
Now, I can only feel them with my hands.
Those vague lines and curves
embossed on their back
when rage...
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It's Just a Matter of Time
Blinded by ill-omened faith
Concealing all daunting realities
Of this ever changing malicious
World of half truths and half lies
Life’s false promises painted
Certain dreams around your
Unpoisoned heart filled with
Bliss of untainted innocence
Cruel struggles, obscure riddles
Rough murky winding paths
Entailed your eyes be lighted
Brightly as you unravel things
Lucid images slowly emerge
Defying all accrued veracities
Twisted by ages of existence
Of naive, pretentious beings
You were made to join a battle...
Concealing all daunting realities
Of this ever changing malicious
World of half truths and half lies
Life’s false promises painted
Certain dreams around your
Unpoisoned heart filled with
Bliss of untainted innocence
Cruel struggles, obscure riddles
Rough murky winding paths
Entailed your eyes be lighted
Brightly as you unravel things
Lucid images slowly emerge
Defying all accrued veracities
Twisted by ages of existence
Of naive, pretentious beings
You were made to join a battle...
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I Call Your Name
Heaven is calling,
there's no more turning back.
I have seen all the things
that i must see tonight.
Now Things are changing
'feel like losing you again.
Tell me why you had to do the things
you did last night?
'can't find any reason
not to take the blame
There's only one thing left for me
to make it stay the same:
I call your name...
there's no more turning back.
I have seen all the things
that i must see tonight.
Now Things are changing
'feel like losing you again.
Tell me why you had to do the things
you did last night?
'can't find any reason
not to take the blame
There's only one thing left for me
to make it stay the same:
I call your name...
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The Final Symphony
We all stopped to look and listen
as the dark sky turned white and
resonated a serene angelic melody.
But all stillness was blown
by a single strange roaring thunder!
Emerged from the mist of burning snow,
a dark light guided an army of starving ogres.
Their watering mouths growling, howling;
their evil reddish eyes hunting for my kind.
We all ran for our lives and hid ourselves
behind the remnants of our wrecked vessel.
The echoes of the screams and cries
of my beloved people after the blast -
created by that huge...
as the dark sky turned white and
resonated a serene angelic melody.
But all stillness was blown
by a single strange roaring thunder!
Emerged from the mist of burning snow,
a dark light guided an army of starving ogres.
Their watering mouths growling, howling;
their evil reddish eyes hunting for my kind.
We all ran for our lives and hid ourselves
behind the remnants of our wrecked vessel.
The echoes of the screams and cries
of my beloved people after the blast -
created by that huge...
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Deep Ocean
been quite a long time
Since you said goodbye
And left me crying.
Now you want to come back?
I'm still in the same
Exact peak where you
Abandoned me.
You are still welcome -
I'd be waiting.
Just be sure you know
know how to swim
for like i said,
I've been crying...
Since you said goodbye
And left me crying.
Now you want to come back?
I'm still in the same
Exact peak where you
Abandoned me.
You are still welcome -
I'd be waiting.
Just be sure you know
know how to swim
for like i said,
I've been crying...
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