Smells and sounds
fluidity, the ocean
beauty abounds
caught up in the motion
of pure devotion
Caressing my skin
as I let you in
and fall at your feet
to set myself free
For a single moment
I believe.
© 06/07/2015.
Monday, 13 July 2015
Thursday, 9 July 2015
Who Are We…
Who are we to judge
Those lining the streets in despair
beggars! druggies! bums!
when all they need is someone to care.
Who are we to damn
the mentally ill who cut and cry
attention seeker! nothing wrong! just sad!
she’s been abandoned and now just wants to die.
Who are we to laugh at
the disabled, however they are
look at him! midget! ugly!
so what if they have lifelong scars.
Who are we to criticise
the poor needing extra handouts
scrounger! lazy! get a job!
his kids now starve ‘cos his benefits were cut.
You don’t know what we’ve been through
how dare you attack our self-esteem
one day you might find yourself there
then you will know what it means!
© 09/07/2015.
Those lining the streets in despair
beggars! druggies! bums!
when all they need is someone to care.
Who are we to damn
the mentally ill who cut and cry
attention seeker! nothing wrong! just sad!
she’s been abandoned and now just wants to die.
Who are we to laugh at
the disabled, however they are
look at him! midget! ugly!
so what if they have lifelong scars.
Who are we to criticise
the poor needing extra handouts
scrounger! lazy! get a job!
his kids now starve ‘cos his benefits were cut.
You don’t know what we’ve been through
how dare you attack our self-esteem
one day you might find yourself there
then you will know what it means!
© 09/07/2015.
Labels:
criticism,
depression,
despair,
disabilities,
disabled,
judge,
judging,
laughing,
politics,
poor,
scars,
self-esteem
Tuesday, 7 July 2015
Release
I throw sand at the wind
watch it scatter, like my thoughts
the tide is coming in
to take them all away
Memories long gone
many worlds, never visited
time moves ever on
as the tide ebbs slowly in
Songs I’ve never sung
former friends, long forgotten
many things I should have done
time already moved on
Water laps at my feet
washing pain from my soul
I cannot admit defeat
but more I could have done
Reminders of me
in the sea, in the wind
they help set me free
I will not admit defeat
One last look at the ocean
I walk away, renewed
a new start set in motion
I am finally set free.
© 07/07/2015.
watch it scatter, like my thoughts
the tide is coming in
to take them all away
Memories long gone
many worlds, never visited
time moves ever on
as the tide ebbs slowly in
Songs I’ve never sung
former friends, long forgotten
many things I should have done
time already moved on
Water laps at my feet
washing pain from my soul
I cannot admit defeat
but more I could have done
Reminders of me
in the sea, in the wind
they help set me free
I will not admit defeat
One last look at the ocean
I walk away, renewed
a new start set in motion
I am finally set free.
© 07/07/2015.
Monday, 25 May 2015
Lost in a Moment
Hours become days
days become weeks
weeks become years
time disappears
Falling into the great abyss
gone forever, now nothingness
as if it never did exist
bar the loose memories in our minds
We lost track of time
whilst we were entwined
with our multitude of thoughts.
© 06/08/2013.
days become weeks
weeks become years
time disappears
Falling into the great abyss
gone forever, now nothingness
as if it never did exist
bar the loose memories in our minds
We lost track of time
whilst we were entwined
with our multitude of thoughts.
© 06/08/2013.
Thursday, 16 April 2015
A Political Fairy Tale
In a broken world
where only lies remain
Where no amount of kindness
can clear that stain
We’re stumbling in the silence
of where sanity is removed
Fighting against the corruption
of “new and improved”
Falsely-promoted promises
of a far better world
Where the cream has soured
and the milk has curdled
Too many lies to justify
such wanton destruction
A decaying eyesore
their best construction
A prettily-painted picture
to bring them further glory
Each delicate brushstroke
carefully hiding the true story
They brainwash the masses
with their political fairy tale
And those of us in the know
fight it, to no avail
But when the zombies wake up
and see the truth, they lose hope
And with a forlorn sigh they say:
‘maybe next time, I’ll just not vote.’
© 16/04/2015.
where only lies remain
Where no amount of kindness
can clear that stain
We’re stumbling in the silence
of where sanity is removed
Fighting against the corruption
of “new and improved”
Falsely-promoted promises
of a far better world
Where the cream has soured
and the milk has curdled
Too many lies to justify
such wanton destruction
A decaying eyesore
their best construction
A prettily-painted picture
to bring them further glory
Each delicate brushstroke
carefully hiding the true story
They brainwash the masses
with their political fairy tale
And those of us in the know
fight it, to no avail
But when the zombies wake up
and see the truth, they lose hope
And with a forlorn sigh they say:
‘maybe next time, I’ll just not vote.’
© 16/04/2015.
Monday, 6 April 2015
Wake Me Not
Let me sleep and never wake
lest my soul do further break
Let me die within a dream
to save me from my inner scream
All the broken thoughts within my mind
the reminders of so much lost time
Silent turmoil that's never ending
torn limbs can do no more bending
The storm has reached its heady height
soon there'll be only eternal night
So if I happen to never wake
it's because the saving came too late.
© 06/04/2015.
lest my soul do further break
Let me die within a dream
to save me from my inner scream
All the broken thoughts within my mind
the reminders of so much lost time
Silent turmoil that's never ending
torn limbs can do no more bending
The storm has reached its heady height
soon there'll be only eternal night
So if I happen to never wake
it's because the saving came too late.
© 06/04/2015.
Wednesday, 25 March 2015
Come What May
Whispers, remnants
slowly dying
Another day
full of long sighing
In wakefulness
we're far from our best
But even in sleep
we find no rest
Tortured soul
eternally crying
Singing winds
forever lying
A voice, it says
how we are blessed
Though we fear
it does nothing but jest
We drift away
emptiness on all sides
Impossible to find
some place to hide
From the black of night
that lives in day
That ensures we can never
find our way
The water we drown in
is too wide
All help and hope
has slowly died
Yet still we look for
one person to say
That they’ll always be there
come what may.
© 25/03/2015.
slowly dying
Another day
full of long sighing
In wakefulness
we're far from our best
But even in sleep
we find no rest
Tortured soul
eternally crying
Singing winds
forever lying
A voice, it says
how we are blessed
Though we fear
it does nothing but jest
We drift away
emptiness on all sides
Impossible to find
some place to hide
From the black of night
that lives in day
That ensures we can never
find our way
The water we drown in
is too wide
All help and hope
has slowly died
Yet still we look for
one person to say
That they’ll always be there
come what may.
© 25/03/2015.
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