Submissions by artkytech
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I am a self taught rhyming poet. Ive been writing inconsistently for years.
SELF POEM
Published
8th Oct 2013 6:37am
8th Oct 2013 6:37am
Shadows
Laying on my bed, trying to watch the shadows move. They wont budge as much as I stare, nor as long as I wait. They wont grow away or near the objects from which they are cast. They move at the speed dictated by the bed light which controls them. They seek not sorrow in their suspension, nor will they ever find joy. No. They hold fast, rigid, scared and unchanging. They will be set free with the closing of the light, to wander aimlessly back into the darkness of the night.
854 reads
4 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
7th May 2013 5:18am
7th May 2013 5:18am
Paint Eyes On a Rock
Here you go kid,
be good at everything,
but great at nothing.
Spill your life's achievements
over such a wide surface
that they remain a shallow puddle.
Be happy for yourself,
but don't be so happy
that you accidentally become inspired.
Run.
Not to get where you are going,
rather, to escape where you've been.
Jump.
Just to see if you can,
but... just to see.
Make friends.
So you can desert them,
fearing the commitment.
Paint eyes on a rock and
practice talking to it. ...
be good at everything,
but great at nothing.
Spill your life's achievements
over such a wide surface
that they remain a shallow puddle.
Be happy for yourself,
but don't be so happy
that you accidentally become inspired.
Run.
Not to get where you are going,
rather, to escape where you've been.
Jump.
Just to see if you can,
but... just to see.
Make friends.
So you can desert them,
fearing the commitment.
Paint eyes on a rock and
practice talking to it. ...
1157 reads
8 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
27th Feb 2013 2:04am
27th Feb 2013 2:04am
Steps For Cleaning Your Room
Step 1) make your bed, this will give you a place to *ouch* fuck
Step 1) put on shoes, this will keep you from stepping on hard objects or near spraining your ankle in the clothing monsters inhabiting your floor.
Step 2) make your bed, this will give you a nice place for piling your clothes to fold and then stacking objects while you are puzzling them into other locations around your room.
Step 3) pick up all clothes, smell to determine freshness. It is important to put into play a smell range test (no need for multiple numbers). I use the 1-2 range.. a 1 being smelly (dirty),...
Step 1) put on shoes, this will keep you from stepping on hard objects or near spraining your ankle in the clothing monsters inhabiting your floor.
Step 2) make your bed, this will give you a nice place for piling your clothes to fold and then stacking objects while you are puzzling them into other locations around your room.
Step 3) pick up all clothes, smell to determine freshness. It is important to put into play a smell range test (no need for multiple numbers). I use the 1-2 range.. a 1 being smelly (dirty),...
1015 reads
7 Comments
SONG LYRICS
Published
21st Feb 2013 10:16am
21st Feb 2013 10:16am
Queen Beats King
This is a story of love
a story of hate
a story of redemption,
when redemptions too late...
your chances you've had
Ive given you enough
every chance you built me up
and then said (fuck. your. love.)
.........................................................................
There hasn't been a time
that she's given me an ounce of respect.
Unable to unwind her reeling's,
when she's dealing (i'm feeling..)
but she says that Im wrong,
and all I say is that I feel the neglect.
Tighter and tighter, tighter and tighter
reeling her...
a story of hate
a story of redemption,
when redemptions too late...
your chances you've had
Ive given you enough
every chance you built me up
and then said (fuck. your. love.)
.........................................................................
There hasn't been a time
that she's given me an ounce of respect.
Unable to unwind her reeling's,
when she's dealing (i'm feeling..)
but she says that Im wrong,
and all I say is that I feel the neglect.
Tighter and tighter, tighter and tighter
reeling her...
926 reads
3 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
19th Feb 2013 7:25pm
19th Feb 2013 7:25pm
Me..
My name is...well, I hope you know who I am.
I am at an age now, where (society tells me),
my decisions should have all, already, been made.
A late bloomer maybe, or dreamer,
lost romantic seeking and searching, unsure.
You may not be her, I don't know, nobody does.
Im not saying Im thinking about it....
but i'm allowed to pretend.
Better left unsaid,
.......so I will.
This whole thing happened by chance,
we both stumbled, two, together.
Ive never seen such a lit path, ours,
you're inspiring, lovely.... (I bite my lip,...
I am at an age now, where (society tells me),
my decisions should have all, already, been made.
A late bloomer maybe, or dreamer,
lost romantic seeking and searching, unsure.
You may not be her, I don't know, nobody does.
Im not saying Im thinking about it....
but i'm allowed to pretend.
Better left unsaid,
.......so I will.
This whole thing happened by chance,
we both stumbled, two, together.
Ive never seen such a lit path, ours,
you're inspiring, lovely.... (I bite my lip,...
1211 reads
6 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
11th Feb 2013 5:59am
11th Feb 2013 5:59am
Sitting on the porch as we play
Sitting on the porch with my son
I'll be sitting till his mother comes
Watching butterflies fly in
And we watch 'em fly away again
Sitting on the porch as we play
he was cryin when she went away
We're just sitting on the porch as we play
Spendin' time
She left for work in the mornin'
Headed in the hospitals way
Gave him somethin' to long for
he's been lookin' for 'er to come home today
so were just gon sit on the porch as we play
he was cryin when she went away ...
I'll be sitting till his mother comes
Watching butterflies fly in
And we watch 'em fly away again
Sitting on the porch as we play
he was cryin when she went away
We're just sitting on the porch as we play
Spendin' time
She left for work in the mornin'
Headed in the hospitals way
Gave him somethin' to long for
he's been lookin' for 'er to come home today
so were just gon sit on the porch as we play
he was cryin when she went away ...
909 reads
11 Comments
ANGER POEM
Published
10th Feb 2013 10:20pm
10th Feb 2013 10:20pm
I've only one reason
A vigilante among others..
I've been called many names,
none of them fit right.
No longer a mercenary assassin..
Now only one reason to kill,
no longer just money, this plight.
Now its become personal
...with the revelation of my sisters death.
With the loss of her life.
Ive only one reason left to live,
he's out there now scared and missing home.
It's our fault he's missing..
and ill kill till Ive found him,
with you... or alone.
I've been called many names,
none of them fit right.
No longer a mercenary assassin..
Now only one reason to kill,
no longer just money, this plight.
Now its become personal
...with the revelation of my sisters death.
With the loss of her life.
Ive only one reason left to live,
he's out there now scared and missing home.
It's our fault he's missing..
and ill kill till Ive found him,
with you... or alone.
818 reads
4 Comments
SONG LYRICS
Published
5th Feb 2013 6:04am
5th Feb 2013 6:04am
DayQuil, you're wonderful
DayQuil, DayQuil
When will those coughs all disappear?
DayQuil, DayQuil
Where will it lead us from here?
With phlegmin' in our throats and no money in our coats
You can't say we're satisfied
But DayQuil, DayQuil
You can't say we never tried
DayQuil, you're wonderful
But I hate the sadness with your price
DayQuil, I still love you daily
Remember all those nights we cried
All the times I held you close
Sipping you until I choke
Let me whisper in your ear
DayQuil, DayQuil
Where will it lead us...
When will those coughs all disappear?
DayQuil, DayQuil
Where will it lead us from here?
With phlegmin' in our throats and no money in our coats
You can't say we're satisfied
But DayQuil, DayQuil
You can't say we never tried
DayQuil, you're wonderful
But I hate the sadness with your price
DayQuil, I still love you daily
Remember all those nights we cried
All the times I held you close
Sipping you until I choke
Let me whisper in your ear
DayQuil, DayQuil
Where will it lead us...
912 reads
9 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
3rd Feb 2013 8:34pm
3rd Feb 2013 8:34pm
Twinkie vs. Dingdong...round 1, FIGHT!
im yellow and long
and filled with creme
in your mouth such a joyous thing
you miss me when Im gone
the cravings, they start
but when Im with you
I can touch your heart
just remember
im not gone to stay
im just a short drive away
then with me you can play
you see me
"hey"
if I could talk
I would say:
"im a Twinkie, buy me
and help support hostess
thank you satisfied customer.
what? no, fuck Dingdongs
I am way better tasting!"
-Dingdongs reply, upon interview-
" Hi,
Im a...
and filled with creme
in your mouth such a joyous thing
you miss me when Im gone
the cravings, they start
but when Im with you
I can touch your heart
just remember
im not gone to stay
im just a short drive away
then with me you can play
you see me
"hey"
if I could talk
I would say:
"im a Twinkie, buy me
and help support hostess
thank you satisfied customer.
what? no, fuck Dingdongs
I am way better tasting!"
-Dingdongs reply, upon interview-
" Hi,
Im a...
824 reads
8 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
23rd Jan 2013 7:51am
23rd Jan 2013 7:51am
Damn, where are the words?
Ive reached a point where im in need of a muse.
Inspirations so far and few, my poetry can't use.
Reduced to writing about nonsense and nothing.
My minds thoughts blocked, lost, and adjusting.
Ill end this piece here, with nothing more to say.
May try again tomorrow, start again a new day.
Inspirations so far and few, my poetry can't use.
Reduced to writing about nonsense and nothing.
My minds thoughts blocked, lost, and adjusting.
Ill end this piece here, with nothing more to say.
May try again tomorrow, start again a new day.
787 reads
7 Comments
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