Saturday, May 29, 2010

Kieran : (Dark and Melancholic Poetry) by Nickolai Kinny :: A Review

(This is the first time I'm doing this, so all errors and opinions are mine, except where indicated)

Nickolai contacted me through twitter to write a review post about her book, Kieran : Dark and Melancholic Poetry. She sent me a PDF file of the book. I read it. There were things I liked in the book, specially the typography, the design and the black smudge thingie in between the poems. The poems are good. They show that she listens to a lot of rock music. I'd say Metallica, Megadeth, Radiohead, Linkin Park, The Killers, Evanescence, and some Opeth maybe. It's good to know where a poet is coming from and its fun to spot the influences. It's teenage poetry, sometimes desirous, sometimes angry, sometimes confused, but it's poetry.

The poems: The poems in the book are a mix and match of various forms. The poetess doesn't stick to a format, which is good in some poems, but sometimes jarrs the reading experience. While the title says Dark and Melancholic, the poems go pretty positive as they go. And, there are no monkeys in the poems, which is ok, but its nice to have some monkeys in poems. Here's a lil sample from "Live On"

Our spirits murdered brutally by life's barbarism
 Yet we live on to see the light of another day
             Are we not immortal?


Right. That's about it. If this kind of stuff rocks your boat and you feel inclined to buy the book, you can do it here.


Tuesday, May 25, 2010

Death and Poetry

Zardasht Osman, an Iraqi college student who recently wrote a satirical poem decrying Iraq's ruling party led by President Massoud Barzani, was abducted. His body was found handcuffed on a roadside four days later, after he had been shot to death.

This is just sad.

Poetry has caused revolution, i hope Osman's death sparks a revolution too. RIP.

Monday, May 24, 2010

Wanted To Rule The World

When I was 13
I had a solid ambition
I could feel it in my bones
Whenever I was alone

It burned my soul like a fire
I believed I could rule the world
And see my enemies driven before me
Their women raped and children slaved

But I had to get a job
Now I only have Monday blues
Still I have a plan
Always been that kinda man

Once I get my head in order
Which might be soon or never
I will unleash terror upon this planet
And rule the world till forever

Late at night. Been more than a day since I spoke to a human being. Silence makes me want to rule the world.

Saturday, May 22, 2010

Truer words...

"It is better to die from vodka than from boredom."
Vladimir Majakovsky

Tuesday, May 18, 2010

Drift Away Again

This is the silent sleep
Because this is reality
Feel the smoke burning
In your lungs
Feel the words turning
On her tongue
Kiss the venom
Wake up
Or be asleep forever

Why don't you wake up?
Why don't you drift?
Why don't you dream?
Why don't you scream?

Why don't you give a fuck about me?
When give a fuck about you for free!
Picture credits ::

Sunday, May 16, 2010

Trigger- a collection of poems.

1. The spinning circle

Hello circle, let's spin. Repeat the cycle of bullshit. Go through the same crap again. Let the visions come true this time, a wall splattered with thoughts in my mind. Let's leave this all behind, break through the circle. That would be nice, no? But we're lazy so no go.
No go at all, just fucked up madness, makes no sense, oh let me just pull the trigger.

2. Saturday Night
It's saturday night, you're drunk again, just like last week and the week before that. But Monday will still be here. Soon.

3. well this is not going to end well. We sing the song of something wicked something cruel something that rose from the depth of the sea and left us yearning for death, destruction and paranoia. We s ing this song for darkness, and the call for blood that beasts in our breasts.we sing this song for you. Sleeping darkly like a dead child, blissful in the knowledge that the world won't wake you up...


Sunday, May 9, 2010


There will always be
A tough decision to make
A heart to break
A life to to take
A love to fake

But a man's gotta decide
When to fight and
When to hide and
When to ride
Decide to die? live?

Man enough?
Got the stuff?
Because it takes less courage to pull the trigger
And more to be bigger
Than life

It's difficult.
You know it.

Sunday, May 2, 2010

We've Been Featured!

I just got an email from a gentleman by the name of Pierce who told me that my blog has been featured in top blogs at this link.


And big thanks to everyone for reading.

I've been busy with work and life, which often troubles the creative kinds, but we shall triumph and keep writing poems :)

I'm on twitter too, spreading madness, @fubar69

Email me sometime, and i WILL reply back, in some time.

Right, off to work.