Submissions by anandosen
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
EROTIC POEM
Published
23rd Apr 2011 1:15pm
23rd Apr 2011 1:15pm
Masturbation: This one is for Jack's Contest Forum
1128 reads
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STORY POEM
Published
19th Apr 2011 8:26am
19th Apr 2011 8:26am
Mimicry Artist
He shook his head like an artist
painting on a big empty canvas
full of reflections we could see
he was mono-acting a rap star.
This rap star we all knew well;
very famous in his gay overtones
and you could hardly distinguish
his identity changed on every show.
He had a girl-friend once in news
who they perceive was murdered
by him because of being a lesbian
and that she was trying change-over.
The stage got smoky and he was heard-
he had a hoarse voice like the rap-star
and started to cough out blood sprints
like laser...
painting on a big empty canvas
full of reflections we could see
he was mono-acting a rap star.
This rap star we all knew well;
very famous in his gay overtones
and you could hardly distinguish
his identity changed on every show.
He had a girl-friend once in news
who they perceive was murdered
by him because of being a lesbian
and that she was trying change-over.
The stage got smoky and he was heard-
he had a hoarse voice like the rap-star
and started to cough out blood sprints
like laser...
1178 reads
4 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
16th Apr 2011 1:17pm
16th Apr 2011 1:17pm
A Birthday Present
This evening the sun will not take its leave-
My moon will be your host & she will vanish in your arms,
Behold her strong & sincere because I am watching,
Her every comfort matters me and you are welcome for that.
She will ascend another step nearer to the crown-
A crown made of precious gems and I have crafted the same,
I am not time, I am not god, & I am her feeling of love,
Her every single wink that she enjoys in her life.
Sometime later the party will be over for you and me-
And she will not sleep the whole night unwrapping...
My moon will be your host & she will vanish in your arms,
Behold her strong & sincere because I am watching,
Her every comfort matters me and you are welcome for that.
She will ascend another step nearer to the crown-
A crown made of precious gems and I have crafted the same,
I am not time, I am not god, & I am her feeling of love,
Her every single wink that she enjoys in her life.
Sometime later the party will be over for you and me-
And she will not sleep the whole night unwrapping...
1406 reads
10 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
27th Mar 2011 11:15am
27th Mar 2011 11:15am
A Life-Bug
Be honest and be yourself
so that you can reproach
in a life full of jitters for you,
you should be able to return.
I have led a life of bends
and behold my jaws on
my own mistakes chosen,
I call them my innocence.
My brave heart swallowed
And galloped brutal to be
at them on my own and for
the best of me to come again.
so that you can reproach
in a life full of jitters for you,
you should be able to return.
I have led a life of bends
and behold my jaws on
my own mistakes chosen,
I call them my innocence.
My brave heart swallowed
And galloped brutal to be
at them on my own and for
the best of me to come again.
780 reads
2 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
26th Mar 2011 12:31pm
26th Mar 2011 12:31pm
Toy-Shop
I knew this toy-shop-
the shutterbugs & frills,
behind the dark nights,
a horse loosing the race,
against hypocrite-funk men,
atrain shaft to never harm,
unlike the metal railways,
with no fish-plates.
Where, "KramerVs Kramer",
is not appreciated,
and Hoffman’s egos,
does not surfaces above,
the colorful brick games,
which no kids of their age,
can construct or build,
in their ageless innocence.
The monkey clatters,
the parrot chatters-
happier in their plastic shapes,
for they may last longer,...
the shutterbugs & frills,
behind the dark nights,
a horse loosing the race,
against hypocrite-funk men,
atrain shaft to never harm,
unlike the metal railways,
with no fish-plates.
Where, "KramerVs Kramer",
is not appreciated,
and Hoffman’s egos,
does not surfaces above,
the colorful brick games,
which no kids of their age,
can construct or build,
in their ageless innocence.
The monkey clatters,
the parrot chatters-
happier in their plastic shapes,
for they may last longer,...
916 reads
6 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
26th Mar 2011 8:03am
26th Mar 2011 8:03am
The Scooty Girl
I steal her blush,
and she did stole,
my heart so many times
broken before to let me
conclude the same-
a captive device,
that should be insulated,
from love.
And she germinated,
the seeds again-
the same pollen seeds,
demolished by betrayal,
despicable love.
She rode a scooty,
with her friend-
we both chased each other,
I stopped at the temple
for the flowers,
they took a U-turn,
I drove straight,
again lost.
and she did stole,
my heart so many times
broken before to let me
conclude the same-
a captive device,
that should be insulated,
from love.
And she germinated,
the seeds again-
the same pollen seeds,
demolished by betrayal,
despicable love.
She rode a scooty,
with her friend-
we both chased each other,
I stopped at the temple
for the flowers,
they took a U-turn,
I drove straight,
again lost.
1640 reads
4 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
10th Mar 2011 8:24am
10th Mar 2011 8:24am
A Brunch Feedback
No empty tables on the first floor-
Space only for more giggles from chatter,
And the sleek modular steps in wooden,
Spread upwards like the leaked cheese,
Providing an interim greeting to my eager tongue,
I am confused and I am hungry.
The silence broke the discipline-
Amidst confusing china walls,
Full of complicated and so-called craft,
Peeping me in a curious way,
While I glanced at the chrome-plated legs,
Sexier than those blonde ones downstairs.
The burger arrived in juxtaposition-
And I crushed the build with the French...
Space only for more giggles from chatter,
And the sleek modular steps in wooden,
Spread upwards like the leaked cheese,
Providing an interim greeting to my eager tongue,
I am confused and I am hungry.
The silence broke the discipline-
Amidst confusing china walls,
Full of complicated and so-called craft,
Peeping me in a curious way,
While I glanced at the chrome-plated legs,
Sexier than those blonde ones downstairs.
The burger arrived in juxtaposition-
And I crushed the build with the French...
1849 reads
4 Comments
STORY POEM
Published
8th Mar 2011 1:23pm
8th Mar 2011 1:23pm
The Tale of Daughters & Wives!
There was a sailor!
While he was on a voyage,
He landed an island-
Surrounded by mountains and spread in miles of sand;
There was sunshine –
Coconut trees and lots of wine-
Nobody had tension;
No seduction, no sensation;
No passion, no obsession-
There was no rebeller!
There was only female life!
Very beautiful girls and women in their age,
One of them approached the sailor-
She smiled atrocious;
There was acute redemption-
Without any apprehension-
Nobody forgot his protrusion;
No condemnation, no obligation;
No...
While he was on a voyage,
He landed an island-
Surrounded by mountains and spread in miles of sand;
There was sunshine –
Coconut trees and lots of wine-
Nobody had tension;
No seduction, no sensation;
No passion, no obsession-
There was no rebeller!
There was only female life!
Very beautiful girls and women in their age,
One of them approached the sailor-
She smiled atrocious;
There was acute redemption-
Without any apprehension-
Nobody forgot his protrusion;
No condemnation, no obligation;
No...
997 reads
8 Comments
STORY POEM
Published
5th Mar 2011 9:14am
5th Mar 2011 9:14am
A Hollywood Film...
Lights, Camera, action…
This hyper-active set promises,
One most unleashing experience,
That cinema ever has seen.
Man, machine, woman & attraction.
One robot falls in love…
With this beautiful damsel,
In one dark set, she bares it all,
And the strange stuff is that-
She loses her virginity and you began to cough.
What next! The real life action…
The rolling light falls down,
In yet another set accident,
The whole set blazes into fire,
The...
This hyper-active set promises,
One most unleashing experience,
That cinema ever has seen.
Man, machine, woman & attraction.
One robot falls in love…
With this beautiful damsel,
In one dark set, she bares it all,
And the strange stuff is that-
She loses her virginity and you began to cough.
What next! The real life action…
The rolling light falls down,
In yet another set accident,
The whole set blazes into fire,
The...
1042 reads
13 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
24th Feb 2011 9:27am
24th Feb 2011 9:27am
Remix (Relationships Matter Instead Of An X-Factor)
My Love is not Italian to praise,
It is thy inner beauty, the beauty of thy soul,
Thou care warmed my otherwise night and days,
Thy affection culture cannot be played foul.
I don’t want to see you in a jeans or miniskirt,
When you smile your chin never dimples,
When I fool you simply, your simplicity gives me a start-
I don’t need your cheeks chubby, I like your pimples.
The lesson I have learnt during our separation-
Difficult to breathe in thy absence,
Our communion can prevent celestial desperation,...
It is thy inner beauty, the beauty of thy soul,
Thou care warmed my otherwise night and days,
Thy affection culture cannot be played foul.
I don’t want to see you in a jeans or miniskirt,
When you smile your chin never dimples,
When I fool you simply, your simplicity gives me a start-
I don’t need your cheeks chubby, I like your pimples.
The lesson I have learnt during our separation-
Difficult to breathe in thy absence,
Our communion can prevent celestial desperation,...
1180 reads
8 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
14th Feb 2011 7:45am
14th Feb 2011 7:45am
Poseidon's Love Song
Living in your dreams,
Come true-
I only say,
I love you!
You fancied your palace,
Of yellow roses-
I plucked them,
For your medley dozes,
And you sank in my,
Boat of love…
Abyss, abyss,
And abyss,
Where darkness,
Nowhere exists,
My faith kindled,
Your heart-
Your breath,
Dwindled me fart…
Living in your dreams,
Come true-
I only say,
I love you!
Yesterday night I had a dream. I dreamed of my love in her fascinating journey to her abyss, an abyss that let her met her own soul to her...
Come true-
I only say,
I love you!
You fancied your palace,
Of yellow roses-
I plucked them,
For your medley dozes,
And you sank in my,
Boat of love…
Abyss, abyss,
And abyss,
Where darkness,
Nowhere exists,
My faith kindled,
Your heart-
Your breath,
Dwindled me fart…
Living in your dreams,
Come true-
I only say,
I love you!
Yesterday night I had a dream. I dreamed of my love in her fascinating journey to her abyss, an abyss that let her met her own soul to her...
1076 reads
6 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
10th Feb 2011 10:40am
10th Feb 2011 10:40am
Memories of My First, Second & Third Wife
Her twig-
A ferocious goblet of fire,
That once burned my desire,
In the tiny blemishes that bled.
Her tears-
Reacted like nitric acid,
Corroding our fake homes pallid,That soaked every smoke between souls.
Her cunt-
Became the chalice of profuse disease,
That kept me away from natural release,
Like some yellow lady in Connecticut*.
*Yellow Lady in Connecticut- A rare wild flower in that region
MMFSTW is a hardcore poetic fiction. The poet exaggerates three characteristic features of a woman as his wife individually...
A ferocious goblet of fire,
That once burned my desire,
In the tiny blemishes that bled.
Her tears-
Reacted like nitric acid,
Corroding our fake homes pallid,That soaked every smoke between souls.
Her cunt-
Became the chalice of profuse disease,
That kept me away from natural release,
Like some yellow lady in Connecticut*.
*Yellow Lady in Connecticut- A rare wild flower in that region
MMFSTW is a hardcore poetic fiction. The poet exaggerates three characteristic features of a woman as his wife individually...
1197 reads
9 Comments
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