Submissions by manisha (cyanide kid)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I started off scribbling bullshit .. I still write the same bullshit but with some passion , love and honesty...
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
30th Nov 2013 7:08pm
30th Nov 2013 7:08pm
A different world..?
Imagine....
John's fearless hands shivered at that point,
his cold blood made his heart sink inside a void.
And he trembled and failed just like before when the
hands of courage had forsaken him
and his fingers couldn't pull the trigger when Rathbone
fainted him.
What if Lincoln wasn't killed that day?
Would America and the world be the same?
Would his plans be laid and cemented?
Would civil rights for the freed men be effected?
....I would say
Days would be the same.
Lincoln had almost found the edge
of his pledge.....
John's fearless hands shivered at that point,
his cold blood made his heart sink inside a void.
And he trembled and failed just like before when the
hands of courage had forsaken him
and his fingers couldn't pull the trigger when Rathbone
fainted him.
What if Lincoln wasn't killed that day?
Would America and the world be the same?
Would his plans be laid and cemented?
Would civil rights for the freed men be effected?
....I would say
Days would be the same.
Lincoln had almost found the edge
of his pledge.....
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
28th Nov 2013 4:35pm
28th Nov 2013 4:35pm
When cyanide was a kid.
Beautiful eyes that speaks nothing
hair dressed to perfection , by watching em I'm
smudging
my tender mind
with thoughts that find
curiosity lying
everywhere in front of my eyes.
I remember sneaking into my sisters room to undress
her dolls
find what's beneath those clothes , now I'm here in the
mall
we got plenty of em around here
"mama!! mama!! are they for real."
she said, "shut up! cy ., let me see what I can get for
meal."
Damn! I gotta find what's in there
well , will they catch me if I come...
hair dressed to perfection , by watching em I'm
smudging
my tender mind
with thoughts that find
curiosity lying
everywhere in front of my eyes.
I remember sneaking into my sisters room to undress
her dolls
find what's beneath those clothes , now I'm here in the
mall
we got plenty of em around here
"mama!! mama!! are they for real."
she said, "shut up! cy ., let me see what I can get for
meal."
Damn! I gotta find what's in there
well , will they catch me if I come...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
25th Nov 2013 7:08pm
25th Nov 2013 7:08pm
This afternoon..
I'm a ridicule..
human beings don't love me , so I'm her with you
sitting on this bench no money to eat.
well it seems
Mc Donalds is all in thee.
I'm a clown as a well
to every body who got no respect..
I expect
laughs for attention so I can look like some one else..
I make a fool of my own self.
as my feelings don't agree to dwell
in my heart no more
they over flow..
so let me relax
with you wax
watch your colors so bright,
although its just like mine,
mine is degrading inside.
so let...
human beings don't love me , so I'm her with you
sitting on this bench no money to eat.
well it seems
Mc Donalds is all in thee.
I'm a clown as a well
to every body who got no respect..
I expect
laughs for attention so I can look like some one else..
I make a fool of my own self.
as my feelings don't agree to dwell
in my heart no more
they over flow..
so let me relax
with you wax
watch your colors so bright,
although its just like mine,
mine is degrading inside.
so let...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
25th Nov 2013 2:05pm
25th Nov 2013 2:05pm
Her big day..
Its a dark and gloomy day
and the clouds eager to rain.
But oh! its a bright day for me
my little daughter is going to learn how to write and read.
I packed her bag , dressed her up in her new uniform
oh! look at my little one , as graceful as a unicorn.
The more I go anxious to drop her to school,
the more she turns pale to discover her tools.
so I held her hand and went on my knees
I can hear her heart pound as she gently breathes.
"I'll be here for you waiting till the clock ticks noon
I hope you have some...
and the clouds eager to rain.
But oh! its a bright day for me
my little daughter is going to learn how to write and read.
I packed her bag , dressed her up in her new uniform
oh! look at my little one , as graceful as a unicorn.
The more I go anxious to drop her to school,
the more she turns pale to discover her tools.
so I held her hand and went on my knees
I can hear her heart pound as she gently breathes.
"I'll be here for you waiting till the clock ticks noon
I hope you have some...
#parent
#childhood
#school
#uplifting
#children
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LOVE POEM
Published
20th Nov 2013 7:52pm
20th Nov 2013 7:52pm
Your priceless deceit...
Oh darling! Oh darling!
where do you cast your eyes these days
Oh darling! Oh darling!
pour your sugar on my bleak face
I can't live like a cartwheel
spinning for your taste
The earths shines beneath the sun
the universe has got a lot to offer, I accept none
where am I from?
I'm a rat inside a human skin sleeping inside your cocoon
doomed and glued by your eyes in a room
I bleed my love and you shit on it
but I'll never find eyes as yours I'll bid my life for it.
I'm just tripping over and...
where do you cast your eyes these days
Oh darling! Oh darling!
pour your sugar on my bleak face
I can't live like a cartwheel
spinning for your taste
The earths shines beneath the sun
the universe has got a lot to offer, I accept none
where am I from?
I'm a rat inside a human skin sleeping inside your cocoon
doomed and glued by your eyes in a room
I bleed my love and you shit on it
but I'll never find eyes as yours I'll bid my life for it.
I'm just tripping over and...
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LOVE POEM
Published
18th Nov 2013 7:49pm
18th Nov 2013 7:49pm
Deserted....
Missed you again today , its hard to accept that you have resigned
especially now when I had some words for you in my mind flying
dying to flow into your ears
I was freaked about what you would say after you hear
my feelings
I said "I need to think"
and hesitate"d and waited
but oh god fucking damn!!
you just had some other plans
I'm sad that we couldn't meet before you left
but I'm glad you passed your goodbye to me to someone else
she told me you were gone,
and my inner child couldn't move on
I roamed and roamed for your...
especially now when I had some words for you in my mind flying
dying to flow into your ears
I was freaked about what you would say after you hear
my feelings
I said "I need to think"
and hesitate"d and waited
but oh god fucking damn!!
you just had some other plans
I'm sad that we couldn't meet before you left
but I'm glad you passed your goodbye to me to someone else
she told me you were gone,
and my inner child couldn't move on
I roamed and roamed for your...
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EROTIC POEM
Published
17th Nov 2013 7:29pm
17th Nov 2013 7:29pm
Unrelenting love for a mystery woman 2
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
5th Nov 2013 3:22pm
5th Nov 2013 3:22pm
LAYLA
let's see if you can spot this one" he says
and then the riff hits my ears with memories of good old
days.
the slow shuffle groove is like a rom-com movie, when
he plays
teases the beat and slows down the second time before
the whole band joins his grace.
The whole rhythm sets a jazz feel
then out of nowhere Clapton unveils
a solo sweet as honey that every flower conceals
staccato notes makes it delicious , I consume it
everyday as a meal.
then he says his first words to layla or maybe just to
her solitary mind. ...
and then the riff hits my ears with memories of good old
days.
the slow shuffle groove is like a rom-com movie, when
he plays
teases the beat and slows down the second time before
the whole band joins his grace.
The whole rhythm sets a jazz feel
then out of nowhere Clapton unveils
a solo sweet as honey that every flower conceals
staccato notes makes it delicious , I consume it
everyday as a meal.
then he says his first words to layla or maybe just to
her solitary mind. ...
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SELF POEM
Published
4th Nov 2013 7:31pm
4th Nov 2013 7:31pm
(R)eplica (O)f (H)ope (I)n (T)orments..
Trying to be famous with my peer but I'm left unknown
so skinny , watch my skin stick to my bone
am I embarrassed of myself?
I don't know may be , yes
they look at me like I'm a pest
walking into a room full of people, all got their eyes on me
what are they thinking about me?
I'm nervous to look into them so I look down and walk ahead
you don't see through my eyes , my bushy hair on my head
hides em, I'm perverted by greed
you got all the reasons to laugh when you think about me
victim of a moronic syndrome
your behaviour is the symptom
of...
so skinny , watch my skin stick to my bone
am I embarrassed of myself?
I don't know may be , yes
they look at me like I'm a pest
walking into a room full of people, all got their eyes on me
what are they thinking about me?
I'm nervous to look into them so I look down and walk ahead
you don't see through my eyes , my bushy hair on my head
hides em, I'm perverted by greed
you got all the reasons to laugh when you think about me
victim of a moronic syndrome
your behaviour is the symptom
of...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
27th Oct 2013 4:03am
27th Oct 2013 4:03am
Jimi
1959, birth of the greatest
kick off to the legendary status.
THE fella loved to air guitar along with the
GREATEST records played on the radio but the
GUITARIST in him never woke up till he found a ukulele
in a garbage bin
EVER since then he began playing Presley's hits
on just its one string
he hit and he hit , from a ukulele to an acoustic
but can't get enough he wanted more of it
His fingers were dying to get the beast
hunger made his head sore with...
kick off to the legendary status.
THE fella loved to air guitar along with the
GREATEST records played on the radio but the
GUITARIST in him never woke up till he found a ukulele
in a garbage bin
EVER since then he began playing Presley's hits
on just its one string
he hit and he hit , from a ukulele to an acoustic
but can't get enough he wanted more of it
His fingers were dying to get the beast
hunger made his head sore with...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
24th Oct 2013 8:19pm
24th Oct 2013 8:19pm
Inside my city..
Daughter of Mumbadevi
slaughter all the urban ladies
caught up on the suburban daily
she only sleeps for 3 hours
the only three hours when the devils get aroused
cops got their bikes
bikers got their gear topped
they got their sticks , got their pipes , got their guns
they are like " if you are drunk
then you dead skunk "
if you are in the street just walking
then you are locked in , I'm not jocking
coz cops got their eyes open 24/7
no more risk for another 26/11
but its already 4:30 am
can you hear the...
slaughter all the urban ladies
caught up on the suburban daily
she only sleeps for 3 hours
the only three hours when the devils get aroused
cops got their bikes
bikers got their gear topped
they got their sticks , got their pipes , got their guns
they are like " if you are drunk
then you dead skunk "
if you are in the street just walking
then you are locked in , I'm not jocking
coz cops got their eyes open 24/7
no more risk for another 26/11
but its already 4:30 am
can you hear the...
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