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Across the table I did see
A lovely figure looking back at me.
I glanced back and forth for a while,
She did the same, and gave a smile.
I smiled back at this beauty great.
How could I possibly concentrate?
The world had vanished and all I could see
Was this lovely figure smiling back at me.
In that moment our eyes did meet
And she stole away my heart complete.
I let it go because hers was mine
Which started the light of love to shine.
Across the table I did see
The girl I�ll love for eternity.
An Unlikely Garden
I am a rose, but unlike all others I have been starved of fertile soil.
This rose did flourish in a desert wasteland, raw and harsh.
A place where savage creatures roam the landscape,
Only avoided by miming their actions. This is a place where
Weeds choke and tender petals are easily bruised by an unnurturing sun
With rays of deadly, cold light.
A truly unlikely garden.
A Sad And Silent Song
The wind whispers to me,
I turn and listen closely.
"I am in pain,� he says.
"Why is that my friend?"
"I am alone" he says.
"So, my friend?"
"I am on a journey,� he says.
"Where to my friend?"
"I do not know" he says.
"Nor do I my friend."
A Song's Vanity
All can see
There's only one like me
And forever this shall be so,
For there's thanks to give
Because forever I shall live
And forever I shall grow!
Some would say
That thinking this way
Is far, far too cocky,
Say to that I would,
Shut up you should,
For I am a time-jockey
Ballad of A Vampire
The light does mock me; I know this to be true.
You would say the same, if the light mocked you.
It prods, it pokes, it laughs, it sneers.
I cry, I hate, I whimper, I fear.
It mocks me by day, it mocks me by night,
And all I can do is live my life in fright.
The light does mock me; I know this to be so.
I hide in the darkness, away from my foe.
But, yet we are growing old and cannot keep pace
For, in our souls there would seem to be an empty space.
We accept each other now and fight no more,
But we can't help wondering what it was we saw
In fighting and upholding this silly shaded law.
Fate
I'm sifting on the wind
Like a feather in a snowstorm.
Only destiny knows my dance
As I dash and dart in a fury.
A single magic solidarity yet,
A number of liquid laughter.
Life follows the path that is,
And, the path follows me
False Wisdom
You listen to my words and simply agree.
That is not wisdom.
You watch my actions and say, "ah, I see".
That is not wisdom.
You acquire knowledge and use it for self-gain.
That is not wisdom.
You listen to others only to be vain.
That is not wisdom.
To learn from experience and pain seen.
That is wisdom.
To watch my actions and say "there, I've been".
That is wisdom.
To acquire knowledge to help all others.
That is wisdom.
To hear the problems of friends and lovers.
That is wisdom.
The righteous' life can appear very humdrum,
But it's far, far better than false wisdom.
Heart-Sung Symphony
She walks as an angel flies.
She cannot be touched by those around her
Yet she is exploited.
She is on a verge.
She could be taken from me
But not as I draw breath.
She knows not my heart's song.
She is now pure but not for long.
I must save her.
She is weakening.
She is being exploited.
My heart sings no more.
Immortal Words
I cannot be slain by words or actions
Yet you kill me with your lies.
Strike me down with cold steel
And I shall rise again.
Strike me down with your cold heart
And you will have buried me.
Infect me with a deadly disease
And I will fight it.
Infect me with your forked tongue
And I shall rot.
I am immortal to those around me
But to you, I am weak.
Letter to Myself
Hello. How are you?
I�m sorry I haven�t written before now. I have had a lot to attend to.
I know that is no excuse for the neglect that I have shown you
But I just wanted you to know how sorry I am.
I never intended to hurt you but somehow I got so caught up in my own pain
That I had forgotten about yours. I know I can�t change the past.
I know I could never reverse the damage I have caused,
But that doesn�t mean I�m not going to try.
I never realised before how much I need you.
I was blinded by my own vanity.
All I ask is that you forgive me.
I�m sorry.
Lost
I find myself drifting on the sea of life.
Nobody knows or cares that I cannot sink
But simply assume that I choose not to.
I stare into the murky infinity, unable to spy the bottom.
I lie, face down yet do no drown.
I attempt to swim with many, but it never lasts.
As they dive I cannot follow and so am alone once more.
I lift my head to spy the water�s top but never dare to see higher than that
For I know that once I peer into the blinding light of forever,
Never again could I spy into the murky depths. I tire.
I tire of the inability that drifting causes.
I yurn for the opportunity to stretch my limbs.
I had all most forgot I had limbs.
So long I have drifted; I almost feel part of this sea.
I�d remember my home, the home that never was.
Why am I drifting?
Where am I going?
Who am I?
Material Depression
What is my life?
A never-ending spiral of sadness.
What are my hopes?
A wish for the early coming of the end.
What is the light?
A blinding force that mocks my shaded figure.
What is the Earth?
A place to act out my eternal torment.
What are my dreams?
A time where I relive the upset of the day.
What is my life?
My life is nothing.
My Delirium
Mighty ducks, cheap shoes,
Plastic beakers and chimney flues.
Killer tomatoes, flooded swans,
Cold fire, and dark suns.
Silly monkeys, jolly rocks,
Billy goat's gruff and square socks.
Worms crying, stop it!
Stop it! Stop it! Stop it!
Rocks Don't Bleed
Rocks don't bleed.
Prick them and break the pin.
Prick me and break my skin.
Rocks don't cry.
Hurt them and no tears shed.
Hurt me and my happiness be dead.
Rocks don't care.
Smile at them and no smile be.
Smile at me and joy you shall see.
Rocks don't love.
Feel their hearts and only plunder.
Feel my heart and hear beats of thunder.
Rocks can't bleed.
Love a rock and love in vain.
Love me and love you shall gain.
Savage Earth
The North Wind blows
And the feeling grows
That I am truly alone.
"These are the days"
The North Wind says,
"When we can curse and moan."
He sings a song
Of days that are long
And nights that are far too short,
Of battles that are fierce,
Of words that do pierce
And wars that are always fought.
"The magic is there,
But the users beware;
The magic won't last long.
Use it for war
And it'll exist no more.
Listen to my foreboding song."
He sings of his curse,
To roam the Earth
And never stop to rest.
Fear follows his trail
As he blows his gale,
But he only blows in jest.
The Pain
Oh, if you could know what you are doing to me,
If you could hear my pain,
Then maybe my love, you could see,
That you drive my heart insane!
Oh, if this is the price of loving you,
Then maybe it's not worth the bother,
But when I think, I really do
Want you like no other!
Oh, my heart grows weak from your breath,
And my bones ache with jest,
But when you say your heart is deaf
The pain starts to infest.
Oh, the pain is beyond my words,
And if only you loved me,
I would sing like mocking birds
And then, no pain be.
Ragnarok
Liquid, rippling thunder.
Lightning curses the ground.
Winds begin to plunder
With a blood curdling sound.
Moisture starts to stick.
Moon is covered by cloud.
The fog grows thick
Though is hardly a shroud.
Sky begins to burn.
Skin quickly peels.
All begin to learn
Already, how pain feels.
Rivers flow with blood.
Right turns to wrong.
Heroes now understood
Hela�s foreboding song.
The End
I exist, yet do not.
A bound spectre;
My physical self, long
Forgotten with time.
Reasons and solutions
Escape me. I have only
Enigmas in my� mind?
Bright Eyes
Those eyes, piercing,
You see into my soul.
Those lips, softening,
To taste them is my goal.
Those cheeks, dimpling,
My stomach aches at their sight.
Those words, soothing,
I ponder them all the night.
That nose, cheering,
Sat perfectly there.
That face, alluring,
So forgive me if I stare.
That body, amazing,
Built like a golden goddess.
That mind, intriguing,
But needn�t be so modest.
Your hair, flowing,
A waterfall of fire.
Your scent, arousing,
My mind aches with desire.
Your laugh, enjoying,
My soul aches with glee.
Your eyes, loving,
But if only they saw me.
Waster
Sit there do you?
Just wasting away.
Get a job won�t you?
Stop wasting away.
Relaxing are you?
You�re wasting away.
Enjoying yourself are you?
Still wasting away.
Don�t care do you?
Only wasting away.
Trying to get through to you?
I�m wasting away.
Fear
Oh god, my heart!
How it thumps!
My body, I cannot hold!
I quiver!
Terror, sheer terror!
So frightened.
A Poem without Words
Hmmm�
He, he, he�
Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha
Ha� ha�
Oh� huh? Ah!
Heh, heh, heh!
�Ahem.
Dying Breath
Time� it flows� like a river�
But� living� like a sea�
And� life flows� like treacle�
Through� people� cannot see�
The� truth in� agony�
Revelation
I am finally starting to see,
How hard it is to live.
I simply cannot be,
A creature built to give.
I am finally starting to know,
Just how pain feels.
I simply cannot show,
How fast this wound heals.
I am finally starting to learn,
The error of my ways.
I simply cannot burn,
The memory of these days.
Lust
Singing the song of arrogance.
Fishing for moments of truth
In the sea of forever.
Listening to the whispers of fate;
Life�s golden time-jockey.
Hoping, dreaming, wanting.
Wealth
If dreams can be shattered
Then surely they are made of glass.
If spirits can be broken
Then surely they are made of clay.
If a temper can flare up
Then surely it is made of fire.
If love can fade away
Then surely it is made of light.
If friendships can be forged
Then surely they are made of steel.
If memories can be treasured
Then surely they are made of gold.
�You Think You Know Me?�
So you say your heart is colour-blind?
Or maybe you�re just blind.
So you say you like to make up your own mind about people?
Or maybe you just like your mind.
So you say you like to talk to people?
Or maybe you just like to talk.
So you don�t like people to be poked fun at?
Or maybe you just like to be poked.
So you like to go out and have a drink with friends?
Or maybe you just like to drink.
So you think you can lie to me?
Well maybe you shouldn�t think!
Unrequited Love
If only you could imagine,
How much you mean to me,
Then perhaps, after all, it�s time
For the blind to see.
If only you could sense,
How much I hold you dear,
Then perhaps, after all, it�s time
For the deaf to hear.
If only you could sense,
How much my heart grows weak,
Then perhaps, after all, it�s time
For the dumb to speak.
If only you could ponder,
The torment in my eyes,
Then perhaps, after all, it�s time
For the dead to rise.
If only you could feel,
The love I have for you,
Then perhaps, after all, it�s time
For you to love me too.
You Drank My Coffee
Blank and blatant depression,
Spiralling thoughts of impurity.
Idiosyncraness idiosyncrasies,
And sexual desire.
Militant mutilation zones,
Arousing the mind and minded.
The body throbs as the mind
And the mind falls as the soul.
Unapproachable conformism,
Yet conformist approachablilities.
Shards of my mind invade my body
And all because you drank my coffee.
Goddess
I will worship you always.
Time has no boundary for my love
And my love has no limits for you.
Your divine beauty enslaves me.
You make my heart ache with a smile
And my breath is stolen from me.
You are beyond my touch.
I am always close by yet
I do not have the strength to reach you.
You cannot notice me.
You are so high in the heavens
That I am insignificant.
I exist only for you.
Teen Suicide
The world is falling
Down around me.
I see no escape
From the pain of living.
My soul aches
With lacklustre.
I haven�t the courage
To take my own life.
The Point between Sleep & Awake
Shadows climb the walls.
Images mock my sight.
Images of my fears
Stare a stare of fright.
Air begins to buzz.
Whispers begin to fade.
Whispers of my dreams to come
Attach to this escapade.
My body looses weight.
The mind begins to haze.
The whole of myself looses
Mass and my mind sets a gaze.
Ambiguous
Am I always here?
Am I always in mourning
Of the dying Earth?
Is it a big heart?
Or a small sword?
How can I change
What is caste in stone?
How does time flow
When we are damned?
How can we live.
Sinicism
The Darkness never lifts.
The Moon never falls.
The Sun never raises.
The Dawn never calls.
The Night never stops.
The Wind never quietens.
The Light never comes.
The Silence never frightens.
The Stars never dim.
The Rain�s never cold.
The Clouds never roll.
The Magic�s never old.
Several Stories High
Thunder and Lightning!
Very, very frightening?
Not for me,
Set�s me free�
Shadows, Dark-creatures!
Who knows what it is to ya?
Well, not me,
Can�t you see�
People laughin�, Children screamin�!
Everybody�s always dreamin�?
As for me,
That can�t be�
You�re my Brown-eyed Girl!
Do you remember when?
No not me,
Could never be�
Query
Can you see the truth in agony?
Can you hear the cries of the planet?
Can you feel my pain?
Can you taste the freedom?
Can you smell the scent of glory?
Conformity
I forgot to bring my phone today,
What will the people say!
I haven�t got a logo today,
What will the people say!
I need to ring my home today,
What will the people say!
I�m wearing red socks today,
What will the people say!
I�m wearing a pink shirt today,
What will the people say!
I�ve got really bad flu today,
What will the people say!
If I want to be me today,
Who care�s what the people say!
A Sonnet?
What be a word if not a symbol true?
What be a symbol if a wise man knew?
What be knowledge if a word be a thought?
What may we think with wisdom to be sought?
What must we seek if we were to be blind?
What must we see if true love do we find?
What must love do for love to conquer all?
What must we conquer for heaven to fall?
What shall heaven bring when it doth so land?
What may befall upon man which be grand?
What may be so grand as to lift thy soul?
What sort of spirit would reveal our goal?
What be our goal and for what do we seek?
In a word, with a word, what do we speak?
Seven
Is it so hard to spell my name correctly?
Is it so hard to try?
Do you get pleasure from annoying me?
Do you know my name?
What will you achieve from bugging me?
What will you gain?
Ah, sod it. I don�t care anymore!
Cabbages
Jumpers, socks and bumble bees,
Buggers, sods and pineapple trees,
Bogies, snotties and totally nude,
Potatoes, tomatoes and really rude,
Slurpidy, sloppidy and a cuppa tea,
Scummy, cruddy and beacon butty.
Ouroboros
Deaf-men walking around choking,
Choking on words which have no meaning,
Meaning to sing a song with no ending,
Ending a life of persistent moaning,
Moaning about how they should be working,
Working out what has just been happening,
Happening to be so very charming,
Charming their way into simply living,
Living their life with never talking,
Talking about what they should be using,
Using words which have no feeling,
Feeling sound as if they were deaf-men.
Synthetic Advancement
Praise be to the goddess in all her glory.
Praise be to sanctity from the goddess in all her glory.
Praise be to those who see the goddess in all her glory.
Praise be to those who see the deity in all her glory.
Praise be to the apple tree in all her glory.
Praise be to the bumble bee who buzzes to me in all her glory.
Praise be to the chimpanzee who smiles at me in all her glory.
Praise be to my knee for supporting me in all her glory.
Praise be to technology and our country in all her glory.
Praise be to you and me who rule supreme in all our glory.
Going That Way
People shoplifting in broad daylight?
Aye, things are going that way.
Under eighteens starting a bar-fight?
Aye, things are going that way.
Women and young girls in large street-gangs?
Aye, things are going that way.
Exploding cars and loud bangs?
Aye, things are going that way.
Young children on street corners?
Aye, things are going that way.
Hired and paid funeral mourners?
Aye, things are going that way.
Burglars robbing houses with the spare key?
Aye, things are going that way.
Pornography and violence on kids� TV?
Aye, things are going that way.
Diseases spreading all over the place?
Aye, things are going that way.
Shamed MPs lying to keep face?
Aye, things are going that way.
Doctors killing instead of curing?
Aye, things are going that way.
Muddling up before, after and during?
Aye, things are going that way.
People running round not knowing what to do?
Aye, things are going that way.
All of the above ever coming true?
Aye, thing are already that way.
Oath to Order
My mind spirals and falls.
The suit of living is agony.
Thought becomes a struggle.
Oh why must I suffer?
Simple things complicate.
Danger seems so safe.
�Ouches� and �oohs� everywhere.
Oh why must I suffer?
Calling on a radio.
Getting to bed but awake.
Eating curly flakes.
Oh why must I suffer?
Damn the torment of it all.
My mind is in summersaults.
What, where, who, what.
Oh why must I suffer?
The Author Rap
Watch dear reader and you will see
All the poems that come to me.
You may not agree with my rhyming ways
Or my deep-down-delve into youthful days,
But stick around and you will find
That you�ll grow to love my creative mind.
If there�s one thing here that you will know
It�s that an often read poem needs time to grow,
Till all you have is a world your head
Where you re-enact what you have read.
So don�t be shy and loose yourself
In the mysteries of my wordy wealth.
Across The Table Again
Across the table I spy, I did see
A lov�ly figure looking back at me.
I glanced back and forth and for a short while
She did glance back at me, and gave a great smile,
And so I smiled back at this beauty great.
Oh how could I possibly concentrate?
The world had vanished and all I could see
Was this lov�ly figure smiling at me.
In that moment our shy eyes did meet
And she did steal away my heart complete.
I let it go because her heart was mine
Which started the light of my love to shine.
Across the table I spy, I did see
The girl I will love for eternity.
A New Sad And Silent Song
The wind does whisper to me,
I turn and listen closely.
�I am in pain,� he laments.
�Oh yes? Why is that my friend?�
�I am alone.� he replies.
�So, can I help you my friend?�
�I�m on a journey,� he says.
�Oh really? Where to my friend?�
�I do not know,� he commands.
�No. Neither do I my friend.�
Sonnet of A Vampire
The light does mock me; I know this is true.
You would say the same, if the light mocked you.
It prods, it pokes, it sniggers and it sneers.
I cry, I hate, I whimper and I fear.
It mocks me by day, it mocks me by night,
And all I do is live my life in fright.
The light does mock me; I know this is so.
I hide in the dark, away from my foe.
But we�re growing old and cannot keep pace
For In our souls there is an empty space.
I begin to question why I do run
For it mocks not me, it consoles the Sun.
We accept each other and fight no more,
And cease upholding this shy shaded law.
Neo Savage Earth
The North Wind blows
And feeling grows
That I�m truly alone.
"These are the days"
The North Wind says,
"When we can curse and moan."
He sings a song
Of days too long
And nights that are too short,
Of battles fierce,
Of words that pierce
And knights which always fought.
"The magic�s there,
Users beware;
The magic won't last long.
Use it for war
And be no more.
Hear my foreboding song."
He sings of mirth,
To roam the Earth
And never stay to rest.
Fear on his trail
He blows his gale,
But he only blows in jest.
The Veteran
Cool blood stains grassy fields,
The hammer falls and the breezy sun
Shines once more thus it all well feels
Like peacetime is soon to come.
With every blow of that mighty hammer
The world turns to despair once more,
And the children cry with a mournful stammer
As their mothers scream �What are we fighting for!�
Men folk ask me �Why shouldn�t you fight?�
And the answers seem many but few.
I believe I know what I do is right
Though it makes it no more true.
As my friend lay in pieces at my feet
I lift a severed limb to find
A picture of his dearly sweet:
The loved one he�d left behind.
And so after fifty/sixty years
My time on Earth is spent
But I hope through my whisper and your tears
You don�t forget War�s bloody torment.
English
Once there was a man.
Once a man was there.
There once was a man.
There was a man once.
There a man once was.
There was once a man.
Was there a man once?
Was there once a man?
A man was there once.
A man there once was.
There was a man.
There a man was.
Was there a man?
Was a man there?
A man was there.
A man there was.
Was a man?
A man was.
A man?
Man!
Got No Structure
Dreams cannot be shattered,
Nor can the mind see
What is not there.
For al that heaven brings
What it takes may be,
In comparison � nothing.
Formulae for life
Cannot be foretold:
Not by mankind anyway.
Sense cannot be fought for,
If no sense can be made.
�Except life! Conform.�
No, don�t leave them pigs here!
Well, at least, not on �my� lawn.
Order To The Oath
My mind spirals and falls.
Living is agony.
Thought becomes a struggle.
Oh why must I suffer?
Simple things complicate.
Danger now seems so safe.
�Aches� and �oaths� ev�rywhere.
Oh why must I suffer?
Call on a radio.
Get to bed but awake.
Countless images flow.
Oh why must I suffer?
Damn the torment of all.
My mind in summersaults.
What, where, who, what, who, where?
Oh why must I suffer?
Poison Frog
The Sky�s an Illusion.
What are we not to see?
If it�s the Darkness out,
Then you need not blind me.
I have seen my share of
Monsters and Bad-Buggers
And the Darkness down here:
All the Murderers and Muggers.
So whatever�s out there
Let me reassure you
That if what is out there,
Down here may become true,
Then fear not �cause we would
Outshine the Dark in all.
For the Darkest of Evil
Lies in the Human soul.
So if what is down here
May one day go out there,
Then all you Dark-Demons
Beware! Beware! Beware!
This Is Not A Poem!
This is a poem,
But it�s not.
I am going to write with structure,
But then I�m not.
Its not prose,
It makes no sense.
So it must be poetry?
Well actually, it�s not.
It has repetition,
But now it ain�t.
Septic Lullaby
Sleep child sleep
Lay down your head
Rest child rest
Run off to bed.
Sleep boy sleep
A man you�ll be
Rest boy rest
A sperm machine.
Sleep girl sleep
This dream you�ll lose
Rest girl rest
When you�re abused.
Sleep love sleep
The life you�ll lead
Rest love rest
Will sow the seed
Sleep dear sleep
To keep alive.
Rest dear rest
The pain survives.
Final Lullaby
Sleep child sleep
Lay down your head
Rest child rest
Run off to bed
Tire child tire
Grow weary now
Drift child drift
Thus break the bow
Fall child fall
To sleep you go
Dream child dream
And dream some more
Lay child lay
To sleep your sleep
Pray child pray
Your soul to keep
Fail child fail
Alone in bed
Still child still
Now you are dead
Published In America
Land of hope and glory indeed!
Patriotist bag-wash for the masses.
Land laid right to by a dying race,
Each one; bag of noxious gases.
Land of opportunity, for crime at least!
Too many laws too work.
Land a plenty for the taking,
Ignoring the Native herk!
Land of wealth and justice,
If you have the money to buy it.
Land in which spirits are free,
Though you still get done to try it.
Land of fame and fortune indeed,
Everyone�s a star!
Land out of which oil weeps,
For your death-machines, your cars.
Land of open honesty,
Though their society is based on lies.
Land in which you can make it big!
But in return your morality dies.
Get published in America and you�ve done well,
But prepare to sacrifice something for fame.
Get lost in the ego of this pop hype culture,
For your honour you can never reclaim!
Tired
Dreams� slipping away
Into? I don�t know where.
Just need� something,
I don�t know what.
I wish� oh what I wish?
Oh what do I wish?
I wish I knew� I knew�
Oh dreams� slipping away,
Into my� something�
Facid
Time! Countless Time!
Dripping away into
Realms of living mystery.
How easy we live,
Yet how hard it all is.
Where do crimes go
When civil we become?
Time, endless Time,
Ceaselessly flow.
An infinity in a second,
A second in a life!
A blink of the eye
And all is gone, maybe.
Time, carefree Time,
Beckon to your spirit,
Flow over me.
I am your slave.
An Ancient Sonnet
Fire burns away at the torment in me.
Whether that be for good or bad who knows?
Earth will consume my body, but you see
I can think of no better place to go.
Water pours like the tears when I am pained.
But it is just those tears that sooth my mind.
Wind blows over my ears, though when they're strained,
I can pick up the silence left behind.
Ether looks down and judges me in vain
For all it can do is just look from high.
The void of my life is emptied by pain,
And so it seems I'm waiting 'til I die.
Though do not lose faith in your life at all,
For though I moan, mine is not really drawl.
Necessary Duality
What is the truth,
Without a lie?
Why, that�s no truth at all!
What is order,
Without chaos?
Because, that�s not order at all!
What is the night,
Without the day?
Hey, there�s no night at all!
What is heaven,
Without hell?
Well, there�s no heaven at all!
Incarnation
These are the ties that bind us.
This is the light that does blind us.
These are the roots that crush us.
This is the time does crush us.
These are the weapons which slay us.
This is the puppet that does play us.
These are the words that forgive us.
These are the people who forget us.
These are the ways which we follow.
These are the choices we borrow.
This is a story set asunder.
This is a treasure yet to plunder.
This is the magic left behind.
These are the tears of my mind.
Sometimes
Sometimes the world bows to me
Sometimes it does not
Sometimes I feel like a corpse
Sometimes I merely rot
Sometimes heaven seems so far away
Sometimes I live in hell
Sometimes I get everything wrong
Sometimes I do things well
Sometimes life seems to pass me by
Sometimes I can barely live
Sometimes I reap the fruits of my work
Sometimes I have to give
Sometimes nobody wants to be my friend
Sometimes I can�t be alone
Sometimes all my nerves are shattered
Sometimes I�m hard to scare
Sometimes I�m all of these things
Sometimes is far too rare.
Ode To The Moon
Can you see me
With your eyes so far apart?
Can you see me
With your iridescent light?
Can you see me
In your blinding glory?
Can you see me
In this darkest night?
Can you see me
On a path to the shadows?
Can you see me
On my way into dreams?
Can you see me
Knowing what I know now?
Can you see me
Knowing what may seems?
Can you see me
Helping the path to forever?
Can you see me
Helping the stars to fall?
Can you see me
At the peak of my existence?
Can you see me
At� all?
Dragon Princess
Your eyes are sharp and piercing,
Your hair is set on fire,
Your words are soft and soothing
Like a poet on a lyre,
You have no contradiction
Nor do you have no fear,
You strike me in the heart
And then you burn me with your leer!
Your breath is all enticing,
Your character is dark,
You are my inspiration
Like a songstress is the lark,
You take my benediction
Then curse me with your hark,
You lash me with your tongue
Just like a bullet to its mark!
Your cheeks are pale but blushing,
Your frown turns to a grin,
I know just what you�re thinking
But you know that it�s a sin,
You stare at my erection
Then finish of your gin,
You take me by the hand
And then you let my body in!
Jade
I see you in the letters that I write
I see you in the lonely, soft moonlight
I see you in the smiling of a child
I see you in the calling of the wild
I see you in the midnight North Sea air
I see you in the Scarborough fair
I see you in the frown now on my face
I see you in the softest of all lace
I see you in the past I left behind
I see you in the darkness of my mind
I see you in the chorus of a choir
I see you in the heat of passion�s fire
I see you in the lyrics of a song
I see you in the night, both cold and long
I see you in the fears of first love�s eye
I see you in the summer�s starlit sky
I see you in the greenness of the stone
I see you, but I can�t see you at all.
Hull Buses
Late or early
Never on time
Dank or smelly
(Should be a crime!)
Charge too much
Care too less
Bus driver moping
(Always depressed!)
Need a good kip
Get a Day Rover
Time you awake
Day�s already over
�80p please�
�It�s 90p now�
10p short but
I�ll find it somehow
Press the bell
And up you hop
If you don�t
He�ll pass your stop
Jump off quick
And of he whooshes
Then to yourself you mutter
�Bloody Hull buses!�
Guilty
I shield my eyes back
From your face
I cannot look at
That disgrace
I close my eyes to
Hide from you
I cannot hide from
Words so true
I would die myself
But fear death
I live without life
On your breath
I cannot hold pace
With your mind
You move too fast to
Stay behind
I cannot live and
Cannot die
I lay awake too
Tired to cry
I pain so hard that
I can�t see
Forgive me now just
Forgive me�
Apple-Blossom
I look out forth,
This spring�s soft eve
And wonder on
A gentle breeze.
I look up thus
And there I see
Apple-Blossom,
It blowing free.
I venture forth
Towards the tree,
Apple-Blossom
Falls over me.
Its petals fall
Upon my face.
I hold it close,
Its soft embrace.
Tender petals
Both pink and round,
Sheer perfection
From sky to ground.
Petals silk-soft
On my rough skin
Leads me to think
How to begin
Preserving silk
On sandpaper,
Contemplating
Such a caper.
But the Blossom
Finds my skin smooth
As petals seem
To fit my groove.
Apple-Blossom
Drifts to my lips
And floats yet still
Down to though my hips,
Then it bares fruit
Upon the tree
As Blossom falls,
She falls for me.
Ego
Glasses for the watch towers,
Ashes for the dirt,
Lakes of golden liquid
Cause �the lads� to flirt.
Table unstable,
Just like the fragile Earth.
People fret in earnest
Though plan their play in mirth.
Countless brainless no-ones
Gather at the front
Quite unable to fathom
What it is they hunt.
Play is so amusing
When a weakling is the toy
But children soon cry home
When there�s a bigger boy.
Fools clap like seals
Shouting their chap�s name
And I sit by and wonder
What they think their fame.
Falling about all helpless
Like fish fresh out the see
But these guppies thrive here,
It�s where they choose to be.
Hang my head in sadness,
Lift my head in glee,
For most of all things I know
They�ll never equal me.
And so my party parts
And we go of to our beds
And in unison we splutter
�Fucking nob-heads!�
Her
�Change is good�
She says without change.
�I just want to loved�
She says through does not love.
�I love to be happy�
She says without a smile.
�Beauty is skin deep�
She says while judging others.
�I don�t need anyone�
She says in her parents� comfort.
�Money isn�t important�
She says counting her pennies.
�Knowledge is the ultimate power�
She says in total ignorance.
�I love you�
She says without love.
All the Same
D is for disease, eats away at my body.
E is for the ease, at which I am shoddy.
A for annual, the yearly cycle.
D for my dear, stop taking the Michael!
R for rotten, stinking all very vile.
I for an inch, though you�ll take a mile.
N for nocturne, that dark and silent song.
G for a gun, for you will not live long.
E for Eden, perfection is ahead.
R for the rest, that I have not here said.
Fool for Love
My foolish heart lay out on the floor.
My foolish head now giddy and sore.
My foolish eyes weep out great tears.
My foolish mind plays out my fears.
My foolish legs feel wobbly and weak.
My foolish friends consider me meek.
My foolish ears hear only sadness.
My foolish thoughts soaked in madness.
My foolish hands all a tremble.
My foolish words cannot assemble.
My foolish lips stutter and spit.
My foolish soul a bottomless pit.
My foolish body lay out on my bed.
My foolish wishes, wishing me dead.
Another Book, Another Story
Another book, another story,
Another tale �bout fame and glory,
Another chance for one last romance,
Another chapter, another page,
Another tale of onion and sage,
Another go at being slow,
Another character, another guy,
Another tale of fail and try,
Another look into the book,
Another villain, another hero,
Another quest from naught to zero,
Another try to live or die,
Another poem, another letter,
Another bond, or chain, or fetter,
Another hope of knotting rope,
Another sentence, another line,
Another few words of mine,
Another piece of wordy feast,
Another finish, another end,
Another second I cannot spend,
Another blast is this poem�s last.
Concept of Immortality
Now I lay
In my final bed,
Mourn me not;
I am not dead.
Remember all
The things I�ve said.
Mourn not me;
I am not dead.
For all the battles
I might have fled,
Mourn not me;
I am not dead.
I know your minds
My words have fed.
Mourn not me;
I am not dead.
Your own life-journey
You must now tread.
Mourn not me;
I am not dead.
Sonnet of Convenience
His eyes are open yet he cannot see;
Her eyes are open yet she is still blind.
You will never know what this means to me,
For our eyes must be open so we find
That life is a circle still incomplete.
Our minds grow ever darker and more dim,
And in this darkness our loud hearts still beat,
So towards the thumping we are drawn in;
And so you would think it was all sightless,
But even our hearts must see all the lies
And a heart without wings becomes flightless.
Grounded and blind we are not free to roam
But even the gifted see �heart� means �home�.
Sick Song
The music plays;
I am torn apart.
The music still plays;
I am still torn apart.
The music plays still;
I am torn apart still.
The music yet still plays;
I am yet still torn apart.
The music still yet plays;
I am still yet torn apart.
The music stops;
I am left in pieces.
Voices In My Head
Voices in my head, AHROO!
No-one likes me.
Voices in my head, AHROO!
Everyone mocks me.
Voices in my head, AHROO!
No-one likes you.
Voices in my head, AHROO!
Everyone hates you.
Voices in my head, AHROO!
Leave me alone!
Voices in my head, AHROO!
Go away!
Voices in my head, AHROO!
Why are you doing this to me?
Voices in my head, AHROO!
Why are you saying these things?
Voices in my head, AHROO!
Sort your self out boy.
Voices in my head, AHROO!
Get a grip child.
Voices in my head, AHROO!
Why is life so hard?
Voices in my head, AHROO!
Why does it hurt to live?
Voices in my head, AHROO!
It�s alright Steven.
Voices in my head, AHROO!
Everything is OK.
Voices in my head, AHROO!
I am not alone.
Voices in my head, AHROO!
I will not be the victim.
Voices in my head, AHROO!
Now get up child!
Voices in my head, AHROO!
Take life by the husk!
Voices on my page, AHROO!
All is well.
Voices on my page, AHROO!
All is well!
Christmas Is Cancelled
I�m dreaming of a white Christmas�
But it�s cancelled. It�s cancelled.
It�s Christmas time, with mistletoe and wine�
Ah, but it�s cancelled. It�s cancelled.
Do they know its Christmas time at all�
No, because it�s cancelled. It�s cancelled.
We wish you a merry Christmas, we wish you a merry Christmas�
Although, it�s cancelled. It�s cancelled.
So here it is, merry Christmas. Everybody�s having fun�
Though, it�s cancelled. It�s cancelled.
And the bells are ringing out for Christmas day�
Yeah, but it�s cancelled. It�s cancelled.
Abyss
I look down into your deep, dark hole
And sense a presence staring back.
It�s you, peering into my very soul,
Like a train upon it�s track.
Your big brown eyes draw me in
And I feel myself falling�
Falling in love with your coy grin
As I feel your soft breath calling.
I am drawn further still into your eyes
And my heavy soul loses weight.
My heart floats lightly upon your sighs
For your breath is all I contemplate.
But you are unappreciated by those you love,
And unknowing, you are all alone.
Though know my dear I may be so far above,
Yet my beauty too is just as unknown.
Bathed in light they think themselves supreme
And you are a thing of eternal nothing,
But I can see they are clouded dreams;
Empty spaces built for stuffing.
Only I can see your liquid body
And know it is warm and soothing.
Your currents are like a melody,
A fact that still needs proving.
However I am a deep-sea fish
And I am in a shallow puddle,
So you see you are my fondest wish;
Your love, a kiss and a cuddle.
Hard To Love
It�s certainly your eyes,
That makes you hard to love.
Or is it all those guys,
That makes you hard to love.
Maybe it�s your allure,
That makes you hard to love.
Reason I wish I saw,
That makes you hard to love.
It�s those clothes that you wear too,
That makes you hard to love.
And Mr. You-Know-Who,
That makes you hard to love.
It�s that you love so hard,
That makes you hard to love.
I know you�re a real card,
That makes you hard to love.
I make you out a troll,
That makes you hard to love.
It�s that you�re not at all,
That makes you hard to love.
Bring Back Ted
Where have you gone,
My Baby Ted?
Are you alive?
Are you dead?
Are you okay?
Are you well?
Are you happy?
Please do tell!
She took you away.
I want you back,
Your battered body,
That old stuffed sack.
You are my Ted,
And will always be.
Come back Ted,
Come back to me!
Tifa Lockhart
I can�t get over
Those ruby eyes.
My love for you
Is some surprise
To me, who
For all intent,
Is so logical
Yet so mind-bent.
Your long brown hair,
All bound but flowing
Increases my fondness
My angst keeps growing!
Your ample breasts
Draw me near,
My geometry loves
Those hemisphere.
With fists of fury
And kicks of steel,
Your heart still bleeds
And I see you feel
Lost loves pain,
As I have too.
I love for this,
For being so you!
I cannot conceive
Why I do feel
So very obsessed
With one not real,
But still my heart aches
And all else above
I proudly scream,
�It�s Tifa I love!�
Golden Goddess
You may think of yourself somewhat modest,
No doubt you don�t see why I talked to you,
But I had to see that Golden Goddess!
You stood there looking like a dream come true,
You walked as if you floated on a mist,
Your smile brightened the darkness in my heart,
And I fell for you the moment you kissed
The cheek on my face, for that was the start
That I saw that special kind of magic
As I gazed deep into those big brown eyes.
That you are so far is truly tragic
And we�re bound where we are by all our ties,
But I can see you whenever I�m told
That I just think of my Goddess in Gold!