"inapt" poems
Your glow stick veins are meant to be cracked
To ooze beneath your tissue thin skin whilst smacked
To seep into minuscule puddles across you- trapped
To illuminate your thousands of flaws- mapped
Then to disappear- forgotten, forlorn, inapt.
Jan 15, 2015
Jan 15, 2015 at 1:30 AM UTC
I was given you amidst a dissection of scattered memories,
In where all are kept both inapt and marred in infinity,
Where we are driven to think and see in blinding malady
Jan 9, 2011
Jan 9, 2011 at 8:27 PM UTC
Die Zwergen Armee kommt
und Wir sterben.
They come prepared
For an all out war,
And they are ready
To fight tooth and nail
Until no man is left standing.
With supplies unceasing and
Weapons of mass destruction,
All of our lines of defense will fall.
We are not capable
Of withstanding the continuous onslaught,
Indisputable is their power,
Unending is their greed,
Unimaginable is their cruelty,
Unwavering is their faith
In complete and utter victory.
Inevitable is our demise,
Inapt are our defenses,
Inexperienced are our allies,
Inexorable is their march to
The beat of our doom.
Die Zwergen Armee kommt
und Wir sterben.
Passion drives them onwards
To conquer all lands that
Dare to oppose them.
We can not hope to last
Like the Spartans at
The Battle of Thermoplyae
No matter how strongly
Our laconism inspires us.
As mankind’s future dims
And is ultimately vanquished
Before our very own eyes,
We can only hope
That our end is quick
And merciful in execution.
Die Zwergen Armee kommt
und Wir sterben.
As I watch the heads of
Friends and family fall,
The decapitation of hope
Is as absolute as the blood
Smeared across the castle walls.
We refused to listen as
They cited holy scripture
To vindicate the necessity
Of our annihilation.
We held strong to our faith
In eternal glory as martyrs
For our philosophies and convictions,
And they bore witness
To our determination,
But we bore witness
To their determination
Only to watch it demolish
Everything we cherished.
Die Zwergen Armee kommt
und Wir sterben.
Die Zwergen Armee kommt
und Wir sterben.
I have uttered my final statement,
To forever be the last
Hoarse whisper of my existence,
“You will see the error of your ways,
And I will not repent for the sins
You claim I have committed.
I will let the all knowing
Judge and condemn you all
For the atrocities committed
By your people.”
Then my blood soaked
The soil of my Earth
As my entrails slid out of me,
And I fervently tried to
Force them back inside,
But it was all in vein.
And my final vision
Before complete oblivion
Was my still beating heart
In the hand of my enemy.
Die Zwergen Armee kam
und Wir starben.
Feb 23, 2013
Feb 23, 2013 at 6:43 AM UTC
she sticks her toes in quicksand like she's not afraid to fall
she puts her hand in the fire like she's not afraid to burn.
they can beat her down, but she will always get up-- she stands tall
and she doesn't need your pity, nor does she crave your concern.
she skips across highways like she's not afraid of impact
she jumps into the deep end like she's not afraid to drown.
she can break through it all, even when the odds are stacked
and never will you see her lips in a frown.
she says what comes to mind like she's not afraid of reaction
she does what she pleases like she's not afraid of criticism.
her mind and her mind alone is her only attraction
her heart radiates light, it glows like a prism.
she walks alone at night like she's not afraid of the dark,
she faces the ocean like she's not afraid of the tide.
in her heart, she will always have a spark
it will never die out, as she casts her every fear aside.
you cannot dim her light, you can only let her shine
and by doing so, you'll realize she makes your heart grow.
she'll take your hurt, lift it away- and once again, you'll be fine
she will hold your soul whenever you feel low.
you can't crack or bend the girl, she will only just adapt
she will conform to the mold of any situation you throw at her.
she is purity, she is grace-- never one to be inapt
she is a force to be reckoned with, a hurricane about to stir.
Nov 29, 2016
Nov 29, 2016 at 4:11 AM UTC
Purged by violence
Body distorted,
Weathered by ignorance.
Miles of shame beneath your feet
Exchanging pleasure for disease.
Lifeless and wrought
Contempt with your miserable life
Owned,
By a hypodermic puncture site.
Willingly you undress,
Your shamefully reflection;
To wolves of prey
With violent intentions.
Mentally inapt
Incapable of discretion
A spirit void waste of flesh,
Used for others accession
Your foreboding creation
A ceremony of pain
Unable to have an objection.
Flies on the fruit of your body;
A maggot nest
for nature's protection.
Falsified hopes
Stem from paralyzed delusion.
Drug induced comma
Keeps your pain in remission.
Transfixed by your own demise
7 masked figures lure you inside.
Thrown into the back of a van.
Oil soaked rags
Bind each of your hands
No sirens to chase you Down
Adorned in a bag,
Is how you'll be found.
Violently emancipated;
cleansed of your pride.
Washed with gasoline,
To help you subside.
Set ablaze,
With violent reactions
***** no more.
Welcome to the procession.
Jan 29, 2016
Jan 29, 2016 at 9:24 PM UTC
I just love you
sweet woman
I saw you and I love you
I’m not a poet
or a singer
nor gifted with
skillful brushes
to convey
this feeling in my
heart and mind
I don’t even know
if the words I choose are right
or inapt
I just know
sweet angel of my heart
I just know and that’s all I want to say:
I love you; I do
Sep 30, 2010
Sep 30, 2010 at 7:19 PM UTC
As my heart grew more enamored,
And as I felt this burning flame,
It was then I knew what mattered—
It was to give Beauty its name.
Her image would not go away,
But all the words I spoke would err,
So overcome I could not say
A description that suited her.
What should perfect Beauty be called?
There is no name that could suffice.
Overwhelmed I was too enthralled—
My language was too imprecise.
You simply are so beautiful,
That any name would be inapt.
Your Beauty makes my heart so full—
That I am speechlessly enrapt.
Dec 23, 2018
Dec 23, 2018 at 10:40 PM UTC
You ask for dreams so take my dreams
These are my little fireflies in the dark
Leave me in darkness by taking beams
But still you can not take my love spark
I love you hence I can sacrifice you like
You can strike on heart way you strike
On my way in my life you are turnpike
For me my sweetheart is just fairy-like
My sweet beloved I am fully entrapped
My love is enthralled your beauty is rapt
You are most suitable I am totally inapt
Still being lovers we are rightly clapped
Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright 2016 Golden Glow
Dec 25, 2016
Dec 25, 2016 at 11:48 PM UTC
As Is
Some will like me as is. Some will not. Some
will want to turn me into someone they like without
realizing you can not. If your hair is too long you can
cut it. If your clothes are inapt you can change them. If the
music’s too offensive you can shut it off. But you can’t cut someone else’s hair, or change someone else’s clothes,
or shut someone else off. You can only realize for you, they
are not. And if I decide to style my hair differently or wear other
clothes and suddenly be quiet for you, I will not be
me. I will lose myself. You will not have me
either. I will be someone that neither of us knows. No one
will be happy, not me/not you. You might think you’re happy
for a little while, until you realize that I’m not a child. You may
cut a child’s hair and change their clothes. You may hush
a child when they’re speaking out of turn. But an adult is
someone you will never own.
Oct 24, 2018
Oct 24, 2018 at 9:43 AM UTC
I ask it and shout it
Why am I stupid?
Is it my questioning of the inapt
Or of the myriad
Ways in which
I have been wronged
Am I stupid
Cause I see it.
And do not choose
To ignore it
And just question
You each moment, that
Why I am stupid.
Dec 13, 2017
Dec 13, 2017 at 9:46 AM UTC
a constant stress,
depressed.
a inapt feeling,
unhealing.
a unchangable mind,
unkind.
a warped vision,
undriven.
a dampened state,
irate.
a longing for more,
sore.
a wanting to change.
Dec 22, 2015
Dec 22, 2015 at 11:23 AM UTC
your impulses shall land you in your own inapt reality:
ALONE
Sep 18, 2015
Sep 18, 2015 at 10:03 AM UTC