Submissions by artkytech
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I am a self taught rhyming poet. Ive been writing inconsistently for years.
LOVE POEM
Published
22nd Jan 2013 5:40am
22nd Jan 2013 5:40am
For My Grandpa
May your soul rest in peace,
in the company of family passed.
May I remember all you taught me,
until we meet again at last.
May you remain present in my life,
giving me the strength not to fear it.
May I always conquor strife,
knowing you're here in spirit.
May I tredge forward ever learning,
to be as great a man as you.
May my problems all be solved,
thinking "what would grandpa do".
May generations come to pass,
carry on in your tradition.
May they all follow suit,
catching fish when they go fishin'! ...
in the company of family passed.
May I remember all you taught me,
until we meet again at last.
May you remain present in my life,
giving me the strength not to fear it.
May I always conquor strife,
knowing you're here in spirit.
May I tredge forward ever learning,
to be as great a man as you.
May my problems all be solved,
thinking "what would grandpa do".
May generations come to pass,
carry on in your tradition.
May they all follow suit,
catching fish when they go fishin'! ...
666 reads
SELF POEM
Published
20th Jan 2013 6:47am
20th Jan 2013 6:47am
So Uptight My Words Are Tied
My thoughts have no words,
for the paper to grip.
They fall from my brain,
like a preempted drip.
The drip's occurance causes,
the next's hesitation.
Like sewage in old sewers,
non-flow bilious gestation.
When the buildup's at limit
without a release,
the danger involved
will steadily increase.
Pushing harder attempting
an attempt to sling thoughts.
The pressure's steady rise ties,
while I'm untying the knots.
With an inspirational drip,
a drop of hartshorn
my mind should spill words,
like roses grow thorns....
for the paper to grip.
They fall from my brain,
like a preempted drip.
The drip's occurance causes,
the next's hesitation.
Like sewage in old sewers,
non-flow bilious gestation.
When the buildup's at limit
without a release,
the danger involved
will steadily increase.
Pushing harder attempting
an attempt to sling thoughts.
The pressure's steady rise ties,
while I'm untying the knots.
With an inspirational drip,
a drop of hartshorn
my mind should spill words,
like roses grow thorns....
860 reads
7 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
18th Jan 2013 11:30pm
18th Jan 2013 11:30pm
My Sweet.
The lust for the feelings of a drug so forbidden
Should remain just a lust, as well as unwritten
But the addition to paper may help me forget
May help me move on, if I havent moved yet
In explaining said lust, one need be discreet
That one here is "I", and she i'll call "Sweet"
I long just to touch her and taste her warm hug
To enhale her just once, take a hit of her drug
My forbidden creature, with your fevers impure
I dont know about islands, so tell me your cure.
Sweet the sound,
that is made in your slumber. ...
Should remain just a lust, as well as unwritten
But the addition to paper may help me forget
May help me move on, if I havent moved yet
In explaining said lust, one need be discreet
That one here is "I", and she i'll call "Sweet"
I long just to touch her and taste her warm hug
To enhale her just once, take a hit of her drug
My forbidden creature, with your fevers impure
I dont know about islands, so tell me your cure.
Sweet the sound,
that is made in your slumber. ...
941 reads
8 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
9th Jan 2013 8:49am
9th Jan 2013 8:49am
A good ol' "gather round" suicide
Hear ye, hear ye. Gather in closely.
Ive finally done it, well kindof mostly
The decision was made just now this minute
If dying was a race, by golly, I'd win it
Hear ye, hear ye. Gather up near me
Closer, closer. Be sure you can see.
the decision was made ohhhh so recent,
If dying had an award, consider my achievement
Oh yes, oh yes, Its time my guests
Whats that did I hear?..protests?
No?...no protest, so this time Ill do it...
No protest? You? No? Ok, screw it.
Thats it! Thats it! Look at it spurt!
Watch out, step back,...
Ive finally done it, well kindof mostly
The decision was made just now this minute
If dying was a race, by golly, I'd win it
Hear ye, hear ye. Gather up near me
Closer, closer. Be sure you can see.
the decision was made ohhhh so recent,
If dying had an award, consider my achievement
Oh yes, oh yes, Its time my guests
Whats that did I hear?..protests?
No?...no protest, so this time Ill do it...
No protest? You? No? Ok, screw it.
Thats it! Thats it! Look at it spurt!
Watch out, step back,...
604 reads
6 Comments
STORY POEM
Published
6th Jan 2013 4:26am
6th Jan 2013 4:26am
Part II
It was then...
In the fires of my death, I experienced a profound, and booming response
The voice too understanding a sound to be of the devil or demons absconce
" Go forth my son, fulfill my bidding, reborn with holy spirit
Take this blade, truths, and the knowledge demons fear it
Hidden under hate and human evils, godlike knowledge and purpose
These blessings remain unseen, appearing human on the surface
You will be my hands and my voice in the defeat of all evil
Not demons, nor Satan worthily stand as your equal
Humanly...
In the fires of my death, I experienced a profound, and booming response
The voice too understanding a sound to be of the devil or demons absconce
" Go forth my son, fulfill my bidding, reborn with holy spirit
Take this blade, truths, and the knowledge demons fear it
Hidden under hate and human evils, godlike knowledge and purpose
These blessings remain unseen, appearing human on the surface
You will be my hands and my voice in the defeat of all evil
Not demons, nor Satan worthily stand as your equal
Humanly...
730 reads
4 Comments
STORY POEM
Published
5th Jan 2013 4:36am
5th Jan 2013 4:36am
Part I
Once a man of a good life, but that life I had rejected
accepting tempts of evil, slowly becoming infected
Ive long since lost my direction, just a bum on the street
Now seeking exchange for this soul, but I havent a receipt
Ive spent many nights crying to the heavens for a chance
"Please god, give me anything, a miracle, a sign, an advance!"
Used to be...nothing...not a peep, or hint from the coward
Just streets of filth and lost souls, cold, dark and devoured
I could see the devil working through the help of his demons
Not an excuse to live...
accepting tempts of evil, slowly becoming infected
Ive long since lost my direction, just a bum on the street
Now seeking exchange for this soul, but I havent a receipt
Ive spent many nights crying to the heavens for a chance
"Please god, give me anything, a miracle, a sign, an advance!"
Used to be...nothing...not a peep, or hint from the coward
Just streets of filth and lost souls, cold, dark and devoured
I could see the devil working through the help of his demons
Not an excuse to live...
608 reads
2 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
25th Dec 2012 3:39pm
25th Dec 2012 3:39pm
Master of Assumption
Shes the master of assumption
And her biggest assumption
Is that she is right
When all is done
After time
Has quieted the fight
Ive lost my sense
Face down
Cold gutter
My heart beat slows
Of what loves left?
Death
To
If
By
A
Rose...
And her biggest assumption
Is that she is right
When all is done
After time
Has quieted the fight
Ive lost my sense
Face down
Cold gutter
My heart beat slows
Of what loves left?
Death
To
If
By
A
Rose...
673 reads
2 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
24th Dec 2012 7:51am
24th Dec 2012 7:51am
A dream of the sweetest kind
I thought of you in a dream i was having
A dream of the sweetest kind
I was a sundae you were a cherry
A cherry that was propped up
Propped up on the top of my mind
Sometimes i think i may go bananas
Sometimes you really drive me nuts
Thoughts of you sprinkle over my body
As i melt, melt down into the cup
I thought of you in a dream i was having
A dream of the sweetest kind
Close like ice cream and a brownie
A brownie that was warmed up
Warmed up and melting time
Sometimes i think that i fudged up
Alone in that cup was...
A dream of the sweetest kind
I was a sundae you were a cherry
A cherry that was propped up
Propped up on the top of my mind
Sometimes i think i may go bananas
Sometimes you really drive me nuts
Thoughts of you sprinkle over my body
As i melt, melt down into the cup
I thought of you in a dream i was having
A dream of the sweetest kind
Close like ice cream and a brownie
A brownie that was warmed up
Warmed up and melting time
Sometimes i think that i fudged up
Alone in that cup was...
919 reads
11 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
21st Dec 2012 7:35am
21st Dec 2012 7:35am
Hope through atonement
Im getting older and I know its true love that im missing
Ive yelled it from a mountain and stood up there listening
The voices I hear, harder to distinguish almost daily
Is it my echo returning? or is it you've come to save me?
Is it your soul, disimbodied, come to answer my moan?
Surely not your character to leave me up here alone
In any case Im glad to have heard your loving call
Even if imaginary, the fact of it being there at all
Its given me the strength within to continue
rekindling the feelings almost lost, but I knew
this mountain wasnt as cold...
Ive yelled it from a mountain and stood up there listening
The voices I hear, harder to distinguish almost daily
Is it my echo returning? or is it you've come to save me?
Is it your soul, disimbodied, come to answer my moan?
Surely not your character to leave me up here alone
In any case Im glad to have heard your loving call
Even if imaginary, the fact of it being there at all
Its given me the strength within to continue
rekindling the feelings almost lost, but I knew
this mountain wasnt as cold...
607 reads
1 Comment
SONG LYRICS
Published
19th Dec 2012 10:25pm
19th Dec 2012 10:25pm
Fathers song
Father of the times that I let you down
Im sorry but Im afraid I had left the ground
Not the future that you meant for me
You taught me so much more than you will ever see
You taught me so much more
Id give it all back if it'd help you now
To see your health turn around somehow
So i can learn more of the things you know
Im not ready now, its not your time to go
Ill give you strength again, and I could help you then
Then again, I need your help to do the strengthenin'
You tell me that youre proud of me,
In all the...
Im sorry but Im afraid I had left the ground
Not the future that you meant for me
You taught me so much more than you will ever see
You taught me so much more
Id give it all back if it'd help you now
To see your health turn around somehow
So i can learn more of the things you know
Im not ready now, its not your time to go
Ill give you strength again, and I could help you then
Then again, I need your help to do the strengthenin'
You tell me that youre proud of me,
In all the...
653 reads
0 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
19th Dec 2012 6:07am
19th Dec 2012 6:07am
Playwritten Life Sorrows II (Love Hives)
Ive broke out in hives, each shaped like your name
Is it an alergy? A virus? Or is it I have to blame?
Did I do it in my sleep scratching myself with this knife?
Or is this virus so advanced, its aware of my life?
In any regard, Im covered, from my head to my toe
And it all started that night, the anniversary of our show
Have I told you? my stage? left empty? the broken heart?
Its been seven long years that ive been auditioning your part?
No one has read with such a passion, anywhere near next to you
And...
Is it an alergy? A virus? Or is it I have to blame?
Did I do it in my sleep scratching myself with this knife?
Or is this virus so advanced, its aware of my life?
In any regard, Im covered, from my head to my toe
And it all started that night, the anniversary of our show
Have I told you? my stage? left empty? the broken heart?
Its been seven long years that ive been auditioning your part?
No one has read with such a passion, anywhere near next to you
And...
712 reads
4 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
18th Dec 2012 11:00pm
18th Dec 2012 11:00pm
Violets poem
Beauty of stars on your face
no comparison to your eyes
the visions you bring written
both imaginative and wise
Under your skin is merely bones,
tissue and heart
Diagnosis from the doctor,
not a monster on your chart
Although the cerebral subways
and pillow lined walls
Help speak of another side,
one that screams when it calls
Echoes so powerful
they crumble castles filling moats
Like beautiful birds songs,
vibrating up through your throat
The old man on the bench,
truely blessed by your presence
gladly sharing...
no comparison to your eyes
the visions you bring written
both imaginative and wise
Under your skin is merely bones,
tissue and heart
Diagnosis from the doctor,
not a monster on your chart
Although the cerebral subways
and pillow lined walls
Help speak of another side,
one that screams when it calls
Echoes so powerful
they crumble castles filling moats
Like beautiful birds songs,
vibrating up through your throat
The old man on the bench,
truely blessed by your presence
gladly sharing...
588 reads
4 Comments
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