Posts Tagged ‘prose

08
Nov
17

Requiem of Spirit


a requium

 Requiem of Spirit

Insignificant are these words that fill this page fore they render nothing more than a stain. Stain markings as feelings, thoughts, ideas of less importance, impact upon the direction, course evolution takes toward an end. Contrivance of communication subject to seeing by blind eyes, being heard through deaf ears, never to be spoken. The encumbrance of thought compiled line by line, expelled to satisfy each moment toward their meaningless, meaning or purpose. Collected, bound, volumes comprehensively fomenting artificiality of presence recognized, though invisible, amidst the masses of trite representation to the same. Succumbing to be buried, lost to chance to be forgotten, dormant upon the ageless shelf of lessor importance. Energy expended without reward of return, fading to darkness: The End.

 This Requiem of Spirit: Creative Mind, lost of its meaning to gain furtherance to expression brought to the Conscious that grave for its experience be brought, by reading minds’ imagination. Allowing for the Ether, Heart of Soul, be brought tangibly to Life, through the senses expunging, from each taste, stain of Word: What it is to BE!

 

 

 

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17
Sep
15

Naykd Poet


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Since December 2011 by this blog, I’ve purged my heart, mind and soul; laying Naykd my thoughts to all, to know but, with time of near four years passage, what most did not grow, is awareness to a wisdom, my words, with hope, would sow. Yet, undaunted I pursue this work, not for the charm of accolade or renown but, for the mere chance of survival from that which ails this world; I feel so emotionally, so profound.  It is my only vehicle to solution short of violent revolution upon the corruptness metastasizing throughout this Human institution but to remain discouraged, by its prolific infusion. `Words can be mightier than the sword’ but, for that truth to be known, the right words need be shown, for the courage of strength, to be sown.

07
Apr
15

Metallic Bird


metallic bird

Beautiful flight of metallic bird;
Beasts to their unsuspecting prey;
Thunderous loud a cry heard;
Death, destruction, waste laid.

Fierceness to belie swiftness of grace;
Oppressor to innocence, faces unseen;
Deliverance of fire, wrath of human place;
Marvel of creation in defiance of a dream.

Lost to time is history of true purpose;
Distortion of naive inventor’s gleam;
Beautiful flight of metallic bird curses;
What future, humanity, might have been.

08
Nov
14

Insatiable


cocksucker

The swollen prick disappears through the blood engorged lips of his wet, deep sucking mouth; massaging the hardening, vein-swelling shaft; milking it deeper yet, usurping the gag-reflex of his deep, gullet throat; mimicking the rare-heights of ecstasy derived from a talented hand-job, edging ever closer to the ultimate explosion; sure to let only the pearl drops of precious pre-cum, to glide ever so exquisitely along the moist, sensuous membrane of his throat’s await for the swollen, crown-head of cock to worm its way with pulsating rhythm of its owners beating heart; pulse growing ever faster as excitement to climatic, electrifying, orgasm-release of man-juiced ball-sack swollen by pressure of desire; pleasure building; releasing, shooting, thick, crème-globs of sweet tasting hot cum; a want-extinguishing, fire-hose stream splashing, coating, the expectant, demanding throat, of an insatiable cock-sucker.

03
May
12

new book release


I have just released my latest book comprised of poems, prose and essays. The subject of these writings I hope you will find as not only intriguing and entertaining but stimulating to an otherwise unfamiliar thought. Please click on the link to preview this extensive collection of some my most recent works. Thanks and enjoy. PS: it would help greatly if you showed your appreciation by purchasing a copy at a very reasonable cost. Thanks again

20
Feb
12

Nothing More


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This time of global crisis I do deplore, anxious to what may be in store, the world peoples demand, implore, those who purport to lead, to restore, the peace and civility we most adore, for there are solutions yet to explore, as conflict of arms only leads to death and bloody gore, a condition humanity can no longer ignore, for our children’s’ children expect nothing less, nothing more!

17
Dec
11

Welcome to NAYKD POET’s World


Welcome to NAYKDPOET.com

Why the pseudonym: NAYKD POET?

Most everyone by now has heard and/or has referenced the fable that tells of `The Emperor Without Clothes‘  the moral of which is:  `Self-deceit and failure to speak up for fear of ridicule will eventually come back to haunt us in the long run.’  .

It is in this moral vein that I have chosen NAYKD POET to encapsulate the philosophical objective to this web-site.

The poetry, prose, essay and graphics contained here are an expression not to profess any specific doctrine or philosophy but rather, ideally, present an honest, open-minded and possibly; alternative perspective, to an eclectic spectrum of subject from the political and sociology-economic, to the diversity of human sexuality.

Trusting you will garner some intrinsic meaning from these ramblings to stimulate and motivate your comments be they flattering or not.

Thank you for your time to visit and it is hoped you find it worthy to `Follow’ the literary progress of NAYKD POET. Thank you again.




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