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Untitled By Kyle K. Kellum 08/99
The darkness around me is deep
It's growing and threatening to keep
I don't know any way
To go on day to day
With you so far away
Out of reach
You've opend the blackness a peep
I see you shining in sleep
I wish I said that day
What I needed to say
for now I surely pay
As I weep
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Untitled By Kyle K. Kellum 08/99
The letter I'll not send her
Is sweetly, neatly descretly
In my breast pocket
Next to her locket
Where it will stay all the way
Til I get to Seattle
After winning this battle
Victory for me will be
Of course coffee and tea
With butterscotch and toffee
On a roof top
With a full pot
All night under moonlight
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Double Dose of Mojo By Kyle K. Kellum 10/98
Two cups of coffee and I feel like a nut
It's been to long since I had that cocoa bean drug
Wasn't Starbucks but it tasted just fine
You'll probably never see me so crazy unless I get high
You know what this poem don't even rhyme
Oh well, my heads pretty light
My eyes are all bright
Damn, coffees pretty dangerous
What an awesome rush
Keeping control of my minds pretty rough
Now I know why I quit the stuff
Oops!
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Untitled By Kyle K.
Kellum 05/98
-thank you kyle...
Clouds may always be dark and gloomy, but someday they have to break.-
She sits across from me all week long
Yet she's so much closer than that
She's unlike anyone I've ever met
She strikes me like a gong
I cannot see into her eyes
They're too dark, much like mine
Outwardly she's gentle and kind
Whatever she says could give me a rise
It's not often you meet someone like her
We're as common as oxygen in space
She's somone to help you along in life's race
She's very special that's for sure
She can almost read my thoughts, my woes
She tells me what I'm feeling as if she were me
It's amazing how she lets my soul free
She doesn't offer excuses or hand me a perfect rose
She knows there's no answer, no easy way out
She feels as I do, she's been there before
And probably through so much more
Yet she still won't let me pout
I am glad she's right there to help me mend
I couldn't do this on my own
Though I'm used to being alone
I'm glad that dark haired girl in front of me is a friend
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Jealousy 2 By Kyle
K. Kellum 06/98
Written as a second part to my poem Jealousy.
And what have I, nothing.
Wishfull dreams of romance,
Painfull stares across the way.
Watching longingly her grace full moves.
Never coming within ten feet,
Never feeling her gentle touch,
Only falling under her blood rushing gaze,
Never being it's intended target,
Never hearing her voice above the crowd,
Only imagining it's sweet, tingling sound,
Never complimenting her stunning face,
Never reminding her of her talants,
Only gapeing at her presence,
Never conversing each others day,
Never coming together to embrace,
Only wishes that fuel my rage,
Never discusing the stars or the fates,
Never whispering each others secrets,
Only wondering what she wishes for most,
And if I knew I would give it freely.
I would give her wings,
If she wanted to fly.
If she wished to see a beating heart
She'd have mine.
She has it now unknowingly,
But chooses yours to grasp.
Your so lucky she has.
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Who Am I? By Kyle K. Kellum
I am found in the very heart of mankind but soon consume the entire
mind
I am not a parasite, I'm fed willingly, like a socrakical fire by impetuous
members of loathful mankind
I start as a burning ember then grow to a blazing bon fire
I feed on your angry emotions, make your hate rise higher
I feel your need for vengence and guide your wrathful actions
I tempt your darkness and unexpressed passions
I come on with the smell of burning coals, till the fumes are so strong
they block all scent as I steamly rise
I fill your ears with screams of anguish, but you don't realize they're
your own hateful cries
I stab your insides with thousands of hot, tiny pins but your mind tell
you it's done by someone else
I devour your reason, swallow your sense, and laugh as your consciousness
molts
In others I portray you as a berserk beast, dancing wiht flames of cruelty
When I encompass your soul, your blood will throb at an intense degree
Your anger will radiate a merciless ball of fiery hate that scorches
all
Your voice will be a stranger's echoing in a constricting hall
Your hands become another's tools
My presence is more intoxicating than any booze
I hold your mind in my ardent, burning fists
All your defenses crumble in my terrible midst
Your reality will slip away as confusion sets in, making your life whirl
and flip
When I finish with your dime a dozen brain, I'll leave in the flash
of a whip
You'll be left with, but an irresponsible memory of "your" resentful
actions
I'm sure you'll later enjoy all your previous friends' reactions
I am the crimson monster, the 7th deadly sin,
I am Rage, I come from within.
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Untitled By Kyle K. Kellum
Why can't I speak to her
Is her power that great
She's somewhat a goddess for sure
My confidence needs to inflate
Isn't there some other cure,
My dreams are out of control
Her very existence tears me inside out
From all directions my heart pulls
The Battle in my mind is a terrible bout
But when she is close the tides cease to rot,
I can't sleep in the night or eat in the day
All those corny love songs ring true
The way at night I restlessly lay
With strange wonderful thoughts of you
For all my wrong doings I surely now pay,
Why me Why now
Can't you steal someone else's heart
I've never dealt with this. I don't know how
There's so many experts that can't tell me my part
Those things are so new all I can say is wow,
I'm so afraid of her finding me out
Yet I'm so angry she doesn't even see me
All I do is just pout
I have my heart but she has its key
If she'll ever notice it's in her hand,
I truly doubt
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