Submissions by akaran
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
28th Nov 2011 9:01pm
28th Nov 2011 9:01pm
Boyish flames
Grains of sand
Roll over her glossy prime
Inadvertently disclosing strips, tasteless (at times).
Eager Canines and their shameless lips
Heap all their nickels, and dimes they prize.
Sahara is thirsty; phalanges fight restless themes.
“Wear your contacts, show me the green eyes.
Be the smoke of a ticking dream.”
Roll over her glossy prime
Inadvertently disclosing strips, tasteless (at times).
Eager Canines and their shameless lips
Heap all their nickels, and dimes they prize.
Sahara is thirsty; phalanges fight restless themes.
“Wear your contacts, show me the green eyes.
Be the smoke of a ticking dream.”
717 reads
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SELF POEM
Published
24th Oct 2011 7:10pm
24th Oct 2011 7:10pm
Another day, another night
he drew the blinds
and wondered how would
this frame course through
the impatience of routine motion.
he'd rather fall off great heights into the lap of thin spaces
like the skydivers do..
-- somebody's gotta teach him how to do that.
there's air that's not been smelt
and buxomness yet to be pressed against
He'll drink to that
And maybe live too.
and wondered how would
this frame course through
the impatience of routine motion.
he'd rather fall off great heights into the lap of thin spaces
like the skydivers do..
-- somebody's gotta teach him how to do that.
there's air that's not been smelt
and buxomness yet to be pressed against
He'll drink to that
And maybe live too.
762 reads
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EROTIC POEM
Published
24th Jul 2011 7:00pm
24th Jul 2011 7:00pm
In sickness and death
I found your names on randomness
That made them damsels choose my chest.
Pores of a duplex blossomed base
I found your names on randomness
That oozed its white of blind distress
On naked Cyprus skin and death.
I found your names on randomness
That made them damsels choose my chest.
That made them damsels choose my chest.
Pores of a duplex blossomed base
I found your names on randomness
That oozed its white of blind distress
On naked Cyprus skin and death.
I found your names on randomness
That made them damsels choose my chest.
830 reads
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
24th Jul 2011 7:38am
24th Jul 2011 7:38am
Candle light
I lit a candle
And saw my shadow
Staring back at me from the wall
I pondered what was so different between us..What made him
grow bigger than me even when I tried to move away...
then I found
A heart and a brain
Killing some time.
And saw my shadow
Staring back at me from the wall
I pondered what was so different between us..What made him
grow bigger than me even when I tried to move away...
then I found
A heart and a brain
Killing some time.
717 reads
3 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
24th Jul 2011 7:08am
24th Jul 2011 7:08am
Slithery
An alluring shoe I stepped in
To flatten dreams once I drew.
A slithery walk she took me on
And then I knew I didn't want to.
A moment I waited for my breath to pass...
Here I stand afraid to end it too.
To flatten dreams once I drew.
A slithery walk she took me on
And then I knew I didn't want to.
A moment I waited for my breath to pass...
Here I stand afraid to end it too.
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
20th May 2011 4:27am
20th May 2011 4:27am
To Inadequacy and its pillows
A song to cork the slutty face of wine
Construct and deconstruct shanties of bugs
and slime, falsettos fries dry writhe, to guide
the motion sensors of a night awry.
An exercise so onerous, to clasp
ceramic tense; time scrapes clock hands, bears jabs
to find a haven for my sound, now that
Glass solos won’t rhyme, why inhabit mime…
a bland wordpad eye cracks split wide with, fresh
blonde strands to shine on five pinksummits of
deep sweat; done deeds blot purple walls locked closed
by sheets while pillows...
Construct and deconstruct shanties of bugs
and slime, falsettos fries dry writhe, to guide
the motion sensors of a night awry.
An exercise so onerous, to clasp
ceramic tense; time scrapes clock hands, bears jabs
to find a haven for my sound, now that
Glass solos won’t rhyme, why inhabit mime…
a bland wordpad eye cracks split wide with, fresh
blonde strands to shine on five pinksummits of
deep sweat; done deeds blot purple walls locked closed
by sheets while pillows...
951 reads
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
14th May 2011 12:15pm
14th May 2011 12:15pm
To clothe an end, my friend
Of memories, a trophy I shan't be but tales
Quite mischievous shall melt her cheeks to place a blush.
Her face of evening rains, her scribbled paper trails
Left under systems monkeying with holes that crush
Misplaced two knees, tease worms between my lines and yet
Unbridled waves they splash on shores promiscuous
In search of gems to sparkle, shine, a poet’s debt
To irons never cheating, so unlike the wise
That filled our years with texts left closed, untouched, unkempt
Until their psychobabble xeroxed to disguise
The pills we...
Quite mischievous shall melt her cheeks to place a blush.
Her face of evening rains, her scribbled paper trails
Left under systems monkeying with holes that crush
Misplaced two knees, tease worms between my lines and yet
Unbridled waves they splash on shores promiscuous
In search of gems to sparkle, shine, a poet’s debt
To irons never cheating, so unlike the wise
That filled our years with texts left closed, untouched, unkempt
Until their psychobabble xeroxed to disguise
The pills we...
796 reads
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LOVE POEM
Published
12th May 2011 7:06am
12th May 2011 7:06am
My tongue twisting teacher!
I hid behind your door tidying upsyllables to say
It cracked open so sudden, you nodded your way
Ahead.
Oh!
I’dbeen but a tickling sniff
A flip of your whisker tips.
It cracked open so sudden, you nodded your way
Ahead.
Oh!
I’dbeen but a tickling sniff
A flip of your whisker tips.
712 reads
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
9th May 2011 2:39am
9th May 2011 2:39am
The rejection of Prof. Clancy and a sonnet led astray.
Inside these shoes are feet that want to blank out verse
Boiled ulcer cook-books of newfangled gizmos sheathe
The chick problems that are the least to fill my curse.
Her majesty Ms. Clancy threw the dwarf-shrubbed heath
In swirling cyclones, whizzing turbines stirred to speed
Converted, it dispersed in restless plug flow streams
A distribution faithful with the fragments screened
To flare the worth off words, to raise blackbodied screams
Incessant are their scintillations,...
Boiled ulcer cook-books of newfangled gizmos sheathe
The chick problems that are the least to fill my curse.
Her majesty Ms. Clancy threw the dwarf-shrubbed heath
In swirling cyclones, whizzing turbines stirred to speed
Converted, it dispersed in restless plug flow streams
A distribution faithful with the fragments screened
To flare the worth off words, to raise blackbodied screams
Incessant are their scintillations,...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
7th May 2011 8:32pm
7th May 2011 8:32pm
To the One that died before I knew of His existence
I stand dazed like the million fifteen
That felt you rat-a-tat-tat-tat right through their pecs
And shook up to look at the way you walked this earth
Adjusting our specs to spot the mistrust
Ricocheting offthe Cover of our flesh
Its dust coalescing the clouds between us.
You ask me to find a way out. Can I?
Maybe I’ll shed a drop, draw the sheets
Thenact the scene
just as it is.
[ Dedicated to the immortal words of Tupac Shakur's "Changes"]
That felt you rat-a-tat-tat-tat right through their pecs
And shook up to look at the way you walked this earth
Adjusting our specs to spot the mistrust
Ricocheting offthe Cover of our flesh
Its dust coalescing the clouds between us.
You ask me to find a way out. Can I?
Maybe I’ll shed a drop, draw the sheets
Thenact the scene
just as it is.
[ Dedicated to the immortal words of Tupac Shakur's "Changes"]
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LOVE POEM
Published
7th May 2011 7:14am
7th May 2011 7:14am
Lucifer’s love sonnet
I smeared my length-width with your lotion, Laid
My powdered bricks on welded chassis free
Until sulfuric acid formed a spree,
A larynx choked on Shah Jahan’s lone bed.
Ties kindred, yellow marble fingers stunt'd
That bled from thorn-pricked thrones, their royal d’cree
Spray-painting wrath on trunks of soft-wood trees
And golden tombs that soaked white cells donat’d.
...
My powdered bricks on welded chassis free
Until sulfuric acid formed a spree,
A larynx choked on Shah Jahan’s lone bed.
Ties kindred, yellow marble fingers stunt'd
That bled from thorn-pricked thrones, their royal d’cree
Spray-painting wrath on trunks of soft-wood trees
And golden tombs that soaked white cells donat’d.
...
1100 reads
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FICTIONAL PROSE
Published
6th May 2011 00:32am
6th May 2011 00:32am
A bad dream
Its this bad dream I had after somebody asked me if I was a bi when reading one of my poems. I saw this gay man sleeping on mybed very close to me. He was facing me and was in the very same posture I was sleeping in, kind of a
mirror image, only a bitmore bigger in his physical dimensions than me. Don't askme why I thought he was gay, it just occurred to me. I tried to throw him away, but I could not even move a muscle of mine. In the darkness, I felt he was patiently watching me and he would not move either. Not a single sound to be heard.Then suddenly I threw my right hand at him and...
mirror image, only a bitmore bigger in his physical dimensions than me. Don't askme why I thought he was gay, it just occurred to me. I tried to throw him away, but I could not even move a muscle of mine. In the darkness, I felt he was patiently watching me and he would not move either. Not a single sound to be heard.Then suddenly I threw my right hand at him and...
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