Submissions by akaran
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
5th May 2011 3:03pm
5th May 2011 3:03pm
An unhappy index finger and his neighbors
I watch my cognition turn autistic from your absence
Snipping off the mazes once carved to entice you organs
And seek asylum in cadence Wishing to tell you plain
I hope you get stabbed by envy when
you discover myfailure to abstain
from laying my unattired self beside
An old sweetheart of my miserable tides, a
verse of pain, A dissatisfied
conclusion
Three fingers couldn’t be enough to please
yet again.
[This is inspired by a poet’s dilemma I observed at DUP. I realised I have been in her...
Snipping off the mazes once carved to entice you organs
And seek asylum in cadence Wishing to tell you plain
I hope you get stabbed by envy when
you discover myfailure to abstain
from laying my unattired self beside
An old sweetheart of my miserable tides, a
verse of pain, A dissatisfied
conclusion
Three fingers couldn’t be enough to please
yet again.
[This is inspired by a poet’s dilemma I observed at DUP. I realised I have been in her...
724 reads
4 Comments
SONG LYRICS
Published
5th May 2011 6:09am
5th May 2011 6:09am
Attempt at freestyling
Oh I can’t do this, this ain’t for me
Forcing myself to think, but don’t feel free
No offence please, but me ain’t crossin’ this fence
These beats, they leave me chasing my silence
So forgive my words and kindly move on
I’ve got my own prison bars to cling on (to).
Forcing myself to think, but don’t feel free
No offence please, but me ain’t crossin’ this fence
These beats, they leave me chasing my silence
So forgive my words and kindly move on
I’ve got my own prison bars to cling on (to).
775 reads
3 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
5th May 2011 5:45am
5th May 2011 5:45am
The rough loins of a voluptuous majesty
898 reads
1 Comment
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
1st May 2011 6:43pm
1st May 2011 6:43pm
Nursery Rhyme Malfunction
seated in a corner, just like old times
grown-up thumbs of the same little Jack Horner
opened a window
for a dip in a pickle
of odd rituals
with plums and apple
pie on their altar
trying to rub fire
inside throbbing flesh,
like the cave-man used to do with
two wild twigs watching
their feeble knees pine for sparks of static electricity;
but tonight
I give up
and
Observe
the ambush of
your ...
grown-up thumbs of the same little Jack Horner
opened a window
for a dip in a pickle
of odd rituals
with plums and apple
pie on their altar
trying to rub fire
inside throbbing flesh,
like the cave-man used to do with
two wild twigs watching
their feeble knees pine for sparks of static electricity;
but tonight
I give up
and
Observe
the ambush of
your ...
826 reads
1 Comment
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
25th Apr 2011 6:54am
25th Apr 2011 6:54am
A hillock somewhere waiting for you
951 reads
6 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
21st Apr 2011 8:02am
21st Apr 2011 8:02am
Crocodile diaries
A lot to live and fix, With
these bones two hundred and six.
Skydiving with the kites, Stunting on flashy bikes
Growling on my mike, Breaking limbs to the vibe
Feeding my hungry reptile, Sporting my rakish spikes.
So dump this droopy poet, drug him to sleep
For an old sack to discover when he'll see his life creep.
Got to go smoke some money, Sell hard work
Kill a bit of thinking, Pretend sweet love
And find a surface smooth, submissive to her luck
To smack like a primate when days bite the dirt.
these bones two hundred and six.
Skydiving with the kites, Stunting on flashy bikes
Growling on my mike, Breaking limbs to the vibe
Feeding my hungry reptile, Sporting my rakish spikes.
So dump this droopy poet, drug him to sleep
For an old sack to discover when he'll see his life creep.
Got to go smoke some money, Sell hard work
Kill a bit of thinking, Pretend sweet love
And find a surface smooth, submissive to her luck
To smack like a primate when days bite the dirt.
743 reads
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
21st Apr 2011 6:14am
21st Apr 2011 6:14am
The kiss
Twenty-two years tamed his lips
Pumping patience in ventricles of lead.
And now, in this blink, wearing thin,
Lung sacs wheeze, for the pinch of peace virgin
Diffusing through his temperate
haemoglobin
While blearing episodes of a prose unsalted
Thresh themselves with tranquil whips.
Pumping patience in ventricles of lead.
And now, in this blink, wearing thin,
Lung sacs wheeze, for the pinch of peace virgin
Diffusing through his temperate
haemoglobin
While blearing episodes of a prose unsalted
Thresh themselves with tranquil whips.
911 reads
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SELF POEM
Published
20th Apr 2011 8:48am
20th Apr 2011 8:48am
The exam
When I was a child,
I used to dream of coming first in the toughest exam ever
Having a billion aspirants.
I grew up and found, only one of its kind.
I don't have to surpass others to shine,
But survive
Script a story, tile by tile.
A reason I have to not like an exam
After all this while.
I used to dream of coming first in the toughest exam ever
Having a billion aspirants.
I grew up and found, only one of its kind.
I don't have to surpass others to shine,
But survive
Script a story, tile by tile.
A reason I have to not like an exam
After all this while.
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
20th Apr 2011 4:32am
20th Apr 2011 4:32am
Stain on my interview shirt
Her eyes sparkling,Burrowing inside a bag of malnutrition
Expecting spare change ..Little Angel, my heart wishes
mention of his want to empty himself,You made him rue the
reservation fate had for me. Let me become the investment banker,
And he will find a day to pamper
your Smile.
That interview defied me but gave my calendar an
excuse To skip that day , Should've inferred her prayers were dwarfed of their use,
That god, they've constructed up there, And he doubts, dwelling in our soul,
Piles up our gluttony, thankfully, And...
Expecting spare change ..Little Angel, my heart wishes
mention of his want to empty himself,You made him rue the
reservation fate had for me. Let me become the investment banker,
And he will find a day to pamper
your Smile.
That interview defied me but gave my calendar an
excuse To skip that day , Should've inferred her prayers were dwarfed of their use,
That god, they've constructed up there, And he doubts, dwelling in our soul,
Piles up our gluttony, thankfully, And...
683 reads
2 Comments
DRUGS POEM
Published
19th Apr 2011 3:47am
19th Apr 2011 3:47am
Arthropodic Metabolism
Isolation that once kicked them sails,
Clawed them into thepieces of sky
cladding Rarefied air.
Cascades of turbulence, they tilt and swaya horizon
chewing vacuum in its gum
munching my crispiness, stimulating its bowels,
playing with the
Backdrops of a night club teeming withthree pairs of jointed legs
licking Deviant antennae
content with the canvas of compound eye cells
hatching,
crying, learning,earning, making love. Resenting,scratching,withering,
Colonising the cloud of a green harlot.
...
Clawed them into thepieces of sky
cladding Rarefied air.
Cascades of turbulence, they tilt and swaya horizon
chewing vacuum in its gum
munching my crispiness, stimulating its bowels,
playing with the
Backdrops of a night club teeming withthree pairs of jointed legs
licking Deviant antennae
content with the canvas of compound eye cells
hatching,
crying, learning,earning, making love. Resenting,scratching,withering,
Colonising the cloud of a green harlot.
...
1014 reads
3 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
17th Apr 2011 9:56am
17th Apr 2011 9:56am
An unexpected sapling
Defecate
your favorite color
on the beliefs of a
bee
with directionless wings
probably treading on its own stings
or a free swallow ruminating its misery mellow,
Citing your torrid love affair
with freedom of expression fair.
Congratulations! a curtain of objective artistic sense
just leaked a pinch of offence
into the Galaxy of
Acrimony
Spiralling in this universe.
someone
sowed Seeds in theexcrement of your anger
and sparing the hint of Ire you swear,
Gifted...
your favorite color
on the beliefs of a
bee
with directionless wings
probably treading on its own stings
or a free swallow ruminating its misery mellow,
Citing your torrid love affair
with freedom of expression fair.
Congratulations! a curtain of objective artistic sense
just leaked a pinch of offence
into the Galaxy of
Acrimony
Spiralling in this universe.
someone
sowed Seeds in theexcrement of your anger
and sparing the hint of Ire you swear,
Gifted...
801 reads
3 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
16th Apr 2011 4:25pm
16th Apr 2011 4:25pm
Gratefulness of an un-pathological condition
1000 reads
4 Comments
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