Primal Instincts - Hello Poetry

Oct 2014

GitacharYa VedaLa

Sometimes

Your ability is your curse.
You're asked to do things
But not on your terms
But you're loathed for helping them out

Sometimes

You see fools, dumb-heads
But you're not allowed to call them so
Yes, ignoring is the best way out
But what if when they're all over and intruding?

Sometimes

Hell ya.

Sometimes

#frustration #migraine #pissedoff #***

Oct 2014

NuurSeraph

Stranded at Sea

Swimming thru
the panoramic sea, is me~
torrents attention maybe
too lazy, skies suprise~
would it be just a dream
or a smile
'en visage' of the moon
if my latitudes
were few
but incorrigible?

I break in align and drift for days
toasted flake for fish food, I make~
unto land, my eyes it seems
as tho' no shade
could dialate my mind, for dreams~
I must gather what waterlogged
faith I can find.

Should it take onwards of years
to guess my position
yet cannot despise for
my own limitations~
the pull of the Earth
will most definitely make
for the best
most accurate
decisions.

*Until that Day,
I remain
Cast Away

This is a poem dedicated to my memory of that Tom Hanks movie where he's stranded on an Island for years yet still has faith and vision to set sail to be discovered...
Could someone remind me of that movie title, please?
Thanks and Enjoy

Sep 2014

jeffrey robin

we the pure the real the good

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    /   )*   |
((

(         )

                            & there she was just a walkin down the street
                                                  singin            do - wah - ditti -

//  //
                                                          ( etc )
//  //

we come from the most exotic places

                 From the farthest reaches of          sanity

But here we are

                     ////

Here

Here with our broken Will

Here

Here with our empty Dreams

                BUT WE ARE           HERE !

                           //  //

             ( on yes !             Yes we are )

•

A simple story !

A simple story of         Crime

A simple story of         Deceit

///

We are Warriors of the Soul

We DO NOT rebel

We ONLY unite and become

Unto each other

What we need

/::/

We are Not      of the Crime
We are Not         of the Deceit

BUT WE ARE HERE

•

Come sweet         Child - of - the True Song

Be wholly wise
whole and completely free

Of the madness all around

•   •

It is not that there is no Justice here !

It is that there is not even the slightest hint of any Reality !

//

We are here

//

We are all we need to be unto eachother

•

We are the New
the True

The Love

The Peace

///

We see the Hell

But we also see each other

///

We are the future

We are the Full Day & it's Seed

Sep 2014

Raj Arumugam

or else the barber will snip off your fingers (HORROR)

(Warning: The following poem is a tale of horror)
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1
Eat your food
pleaded the mom

Or else what?
shouted the stubborn child

Please eat your food
entreated the grandma

Or else what?
screamed the ungrateful child

Or else, said the father
the barber will come in when we are out
and he'll snip off your fingers

2
And true enough, one evening
when all the adults were out
a barber appeared before the child
and he said: Eat your food

Or else what? shouted the brat of a child

And when the adults returned that night
they found ten little fingers
all neatly displayed on the dining table

#horror

Sep 2014

Gaurav K

Little words!

The world could have been black and white,

emotions would have been put aside,
Across the white sun, you could stare endlessly
belongings of trust would have died peacefully.

Your burning disease I smoked in the ashtray,
And I can still curl and think alright,
bitter words will be washed away
and then my emotions will step aside.

Little words bring justice to your world. No matter how much you try, there will always be something you can never achieve. I prosper when things look bleak, while smoking a cigarette and burning the trees. Thoughts would wander and take you to this land, where fairies and gods will give you their hand. Disagreements and perturbations will shimmer your beliefs; but you can hold fast to the rope and be silently relieved. *No wonder, the earth rotates and if only it had been black and white; then I might cower at the sight of you, as my emotions will step aside!

#lifewords

Sep 2014

Cameron Haste

Xenon Charus

Marinate me in sterling serendipity;
a lace handkerchief blowing in electric blue
Chinook.
Howl and twist your obsidian spit down
her leather throat until she reproduces
glass golem.
Clang & the brass of the thunder,
muffled underneath a Reith that was last
lathered
in hathgraven gatherings.

**** him with your sour tongue
&
rag water whistle .
Cut him down from that arugula suspension
&
let gravity fold into him,
like an aluminum foil gargoyle,
crush to the core.

Sep 2014

NuurSeraph

Beam Me Up

A plotting mind linking line by jotted line in hopes to find some form of vitriol to sooth the untempered soul before the coal has been toiled and burned out.

No matter the highest heights or crashing lowest of lows.
This I know not if my hand-glide will sail smoothly

or will Tempest roar too soon before?
I come crash-landing to the floor.

!!Beam me up God-dy!!
~in blaze of blue-bellied rays~

or something akin to Eternal Light...
or
s o m e
thing
a c h i n g
too
*E t e r n a l-l y

Sep 2014

GitacharYa VedaLa

As Beautiful As Sin

She is as beautiful as sin
Many have tried to win
Her hand by impressing her kin

Up comes a young man
Driving along in a van
Bringing up with him a large whiskey can

She is as beautiful as sin
With a dimple on her chin
Stood up there with a pin

Moon pales by her side
The gales go away from her wide
And from her, mothers have their children hide

She is as beautiful as sin
Hides herself in a tin
Runs away from her home drinking a gin

She tempts me
With her beauty, see
I am now at her knee

More serious verse is due with the opening line, "She is as beautiful as sin." :D

Sep 2014

calpurnia mockingbird

Sweet dreams

Did you feel me through your dreaming
as I loved you in deep dark
velvet skin your senses warming
as I kissed your beating heart.

Did you feel my warmth envelop
taking all with slow desire
sat astride the depths of pleasure
eyes ablaze with carnal fire.

Did you feel the tension rising
changing rhythms taking toll
binding flesh with pulsing passion
sweet explosions letting go.

Did you sigh on waking lonely
pray for evening to begin
to feel once more while sweetly dreaming
the ghost of me upon your skin.

Sep 2014

Ady

An obscene nighttime

I want to ******* against the wall
until you murmur my name like pleading to a saint.
On your knees begging the devil for release,
gasping, writhing, stripped of all formality-
we'll make the cold moon blush and hide.

I'll teach you sleep is not the only thing to succumb to
at night,
to measure time in breathless sighs and pray to
another God.

I want to have you,
until you forget your name and remember but mine.
Sweating in the night, bodies intertwined.
I'll let you eat from my red apple if you share yours with mine.

Blame it on nine inch nail's "closer"

#desire #lust #night #*** #obscene

Sep 2014

M

"What are we gonna do?"

Little bells
Only time tells
Listen as they ring
Promise not to sing

Music starts slow
But picks up fast- let's go
Bass high
Don't look me in the eye

Fill a pipe
Up the hype
Inhale green
What you've seen

Unzip my jeans
Don't care what it all means
Backseat of my car
No such thing as too far

*Don't talk to me; I don't care who you are.

#love #pain #alone #boy #reality #music #*** #no #forgotten

Sep 2014

Jonny Angel

I Sipped From Her Cup

She had all the bases covered.
A star shining on each hip,
red hearts on each lip,
a tear under one eye,
rings on her toes
& a half moon
under each nip,
hardened
as I sipped
from her cup.