Teen writer. Male. Bath, England. Love writing and sport, rugby and tennis as well as surfing!!
#nightdwellers. Something wrong. Something not quite right. Like a lightbulb that breaks in the dead of night,. An empty hole where it should be,. No doctor or prayer could ever save me,.
Going to sleep and dreaming are two different things. You can't always sleep, but you can always dream. Me :D.
Well you only need the light when it's burning low,. Only miss the sun when it starts to snow,. Only know you love her when you let her go,. Only know you've been high when you're feeling low,.
Why is it that I can never get mistletoe and a pretty girl in the same place?!.
#nightdwellers. What's in a word. That hasn't already been said,. Sometimes there are no ways to describe how I feel. So they stay sadly inside my head,. No poem or rhyme,. Can save the time,.
#nightdwellers. She sat quite still,. Eyes ocean blur,. Mind in the floating hill,. As dreams and thoughts begin to whir,. Cloud and tree,. Loud and free,. Trapped in a cage,. A cage with no bars,.
#nightdwellers Forever and a day, Those words I dream, The simple thing to say, Or so it would seem, You're not like the rest, Yet only I can see, You never settle for second best, So why settle for...
#nightdwellers. Walking through the glowing city light,. Watching smiles of delight,. Keeping warm by the fire,. Christmas love its spicy desire,. All alone surrounded by friends,.
#nightdwellers. Lying beneath the emerald pine,. Snow and sunlight gleam and shine,. Cinnamon and apples glazed and sweet,. Cold fresh air where Christmas vapours meet,. Midnight blue skies.
#nightdwellers Once more I lay down to sleep, Dreaming of things I long to keep, Your touch or smile or maybe a kiss, Those things when waking I do sorely miss, If only I could sleep and dream...
#nightdwellers. Like a hoarder,. A hoarder of love,. The notorious player,. The Jack of Hearts,. Sitting and waiting,. Looks and charm,. Beauty of girl baiting,. Manipulation at his command,.
#nightdwellers. The room is white,. Blank and clear,. No other soul in sight,. No other person near,. The pain still there. And multiple breaks,. My mind gone soul nowhere,.
Pinball dance,. Bicycle trance,. Climbing trees. Grazing knees,. Muddied shoes. Homework clues,. Lollipop smile. Playtime while,. Kiss chase. Secret place,. Rewind the clocks.
#nightdwellers. "Friends?" she smiles. Biting her lip and twirling her hair,. I stand victim of trials,. Object for eyes to lock and stare,. My gift to you lies at my feet,. My heart lays shattered,.
Start composing what. What indeed mr Opuss.
"We must learn to live together as brothers or perish together as fools." Martin Luther King, Jr..
#nightdwellers. Shine and be mine,. You are all I want,. I am all you need,. This avoiding dance. Of lies and lust our creed,. No words can describe you.
BOO!.
#nightdwellers. I am hopeless,. I am the underground gentleman,. I am the person who holds the door open whom you ignore,. I am the one who smiles when there is nothing to smile about,.
#nightdwellers. Soda pop love,. Vintage sun,. Faded jeans and. Summer fun,. Cherry lips and. cola eyes,. Poster girl,. Jukebox cries,. Rewind the flat. And make it fizzy,.
#nightdwellers Eyes so blue. Deeper than any ocean. Easy to drown in. They had been apart for longer than anticipated. Lips so red. More luscious than any fruit. He was breathing, always a good sign.
#nightdwellers Lips and eyes, Dreaming skies, Her eternal smile Hugs tight and holds a while, Voice so pure And mind so sure, Just myself and her, Alone together, I can only wish, She is too...
#nightdwellers Vampiric girl Parasite of parts The joker for a whirl And player of hearts Leave me be I have lost all feeling Yet you make me And keep me reeling.
#nightdwellers That is why I'm here, Right now this second, You did this, You came to my one space of freedom and silence, And you woke me.
#nightdwellers When you can say that she is better when you can say that she is happier and when you can say that she doesn't want to be with me, that is the time that I will stop liking her but...
#nightdwellers. Your eyes beat like butterfly wings,. the bluest things I've ever seen,. And deeper than any sea,. We swim into the depths of the earth,. Pushing the boundaries and setting the scene,.
#nightdwellers #futuredream The light. The bulbs of hope and pleasure. We stand in the store, one of us talking with a manager whilst the rest keep watch.
#nightdwellers. I jump into your eyes. And swim through your darkest thoughts,. Those silent lies. in hidden ports,. Those lemonade days,. In sepia and rainbow,. Our vintage lives and golden ways,.
#nightdwellers #futuredream This is it. The big one. Onederland. One night a week, one night longer than any other, one night better than any other. This place is it.
#nightdwellers Heat, You and me, Just from the bottle neat, Simple Hearts beat Smiles dimple Hands caress And lips address The feelings of mortal desire, Her arms like snakes Slide and hug, My...
#nightdwellers #futuredream Cave the primitive rave. Cloud the music loud. The Cave & Cloud our sanctuary of indulgence. The champagne showers and sparkling smiles.
#nightdwellers Ideal girl.
That brilliant stereotype, I'm not confident, I can barely look her in the eye, But I know hers are beautiful, I really like her, She would like me, If I could tell her, But I can't I'm the quiet shy...
#nightdwellers #futuredream The fox den. Place of sexual release, the underground palace of desire. No strings, no consequences, no worries, just freedom to explore your darkest most secret dreams.
#nightdwellers #futuredream The Pit. Step into the craze. Manic sweat and drink. The door is circular and glass.
#nightdwellers Sleep all day And dance all night, We're the future Yeah that's right. Party today And again tomorrow, The futures bright You say with sorrow.
#nightdwellers #futuredream The Pit. The Fox Den. Cave & Cloud. The Rabbit Hole. These are the clubs. The big four. Anybody who is anyone is at these. Every night from dusk till dawn.
#nightdwellers Forget the times we spent, The places where we went, And all the kisses in the rain.
#nightdwellers #futuredream People walk to the beats. The music of the city. Pounding bass pumping through the concrete ground and glass surroundings. Oblivious to it, just the hum of life.
#nightdwellers #futuredream The streets are not the same. They have changed considerably. Men lie in doorways, handwritten signs in front of them, selling parts of themselves.
She put a hand to the wall and stroked it. She had to end the suffering. She had to really be with him. The girl then stepped up on the balcony wall.
#nightdwellers A mirror is all it takes, Beauty it never wakes And hearts it only breaks.
#nightdwellers #emotion To really be betrayed means to have a relationship with someone. A proper relationship with strong feelings that are made not to be broken but to last forever.
#emotion #nightdwellers She was the one, You were my sun, And like always you went, Summer glow truly spent, But return and rise, The blue sunny skies, She loved the way, I would look And always...
#myworld. A place of love and care free,. Where you live for eternity,. The Beach surf and sea,. No death no impossibility,. I dream the rules,. Old years and tears collected in pools,.
#nightdwellers. I plug myself in,. The needle enters,. Luscious venom. Seeping into my veins,. We stand huddled in the dark room,. Squalid and ruined,. Paint lined our bodies,.
Tap. Tap. Tap. "No, no no no. Please God." she was crying, it was happening again. "Not tonight, please." the tapping continued, she tried to block it out but it grew and worsened.
Beneath the glass lay a photograph, she slipped it out and gazed at it. It was of a boy about her age. He wore army uniform and had sharp chiselled features. His perfect face smiled up at her.
These are modern times,. so call disturbing rhymes,. phantom spectre. plot hatcher. face collector. identity snatcher. dream creeper. and soul weeper,. bleeding eyes. as happiness dies,. iron heart.
Children fight the light,. Dogs dark and bark,. Dreaming a screaming,. Drink her wink,. Music in your head,. Beats to excite the dead,. Those colours and sounds,. Those anchors and hounds,.
#nightdwellers A steel cage, Where I am slave Bars of rage And silent rave. Luminescent drinks That swirl in your glass The soul sinker sinks As my youth does pass.
Once cherished,. Once loved,. Once cared for,. We are the castaways,. The replaceable,. The ancient,. We have grown old,. Our youth and shine,. No more but sold,. We are the castaways,.
#nightdwellers I sleep, Dream weep, And wake, Simple night, My thoughts to take, Filled with power and might. I wake again, And yawn Good night..
Right this is the best therapy I can offer (but ask me anything you like :) if you are ever feeling down and need cheering up listen to any music by Benjamin Francis Leftwich.
#nightdwellers This poem is dedicated to everyone on Opuss. We are the tellers of tales to save others from life's little wails. Enjoy.
Public swimming pools. Really why on earth call them leisure centres?.
Just another little thought.
#nightdwellers. My celebrity girlfriend,. The beginning of my end,. Your perfect eyes,. A hideous surprise,. We are worlds apart,. So knife my heart,. I know you don't love me,.
#nightdwellers This time I feel dead, And ever more alive, The dreams I dream of you.
I sit in my mind,. It's the cold depressing and grey kind,. I wish the thoughts and feelings would go away,. Why I have them I cannot say,. It's not that I won't tell you,.
#heroes Bond. James Bond. Daniel Craig is my hero. I mean come on no argument he IS James Bond. The guy is an amazing actor and just has it all.
A disease is gripping the world. It's existence has been known for years yet there is no known cure for it. In the time it has taken you to read this message at least 21 people will have caught it.
#nightdwellers Late night No light Eyes heavy Bed tight, I lie awake thinking, Have I done any wrong today. I try to fight, To anyone at all. And into sleeps welcoming arms I fall..
Ok guys so this round's over and all your entries have been incredible. But I'm gonna go straight into the rankings.
Guy1: You know pretending to be blind and walking into the girls changing room was great. Guy2: That's terrible. Guy1: No the terrible part was stealing the blind guys dog..
Word, cord, letter and note, This is the magic of what we wrote.
Hey guys so I've been given the task of setting the next emotion for the series of poems competition thing. It's great fun and well worth giving it a go.
Me on writing: I'm just like everyone else, I have too much to say so I wrote it for you to read later ;).
In M&S earlier when at the till I was buying my Percy pigs (yes I like them. Who doesn't?) and the checkout woman was saying that I looked like Tom Daley and was quizzing me on stuff etc.
You stand gazing into me, I see your face for the first time, Yet it is not smiling, Tears flowing steadily from agitated eyes And I see something broken within you, We are standing so close But are...
Whenever learning something read as many books as you can on the subject and then forget 99% of what you have just read..
“Right this way Sir.” Said John as he lead the latest client into the most bizarre habitat he would ever likely encounter. The flat was, different to many others.
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Those lips. That smile. A dream that dips. Me in love for a while,. Those eyes. That glint. A life of sighs. Should give me a hint,. So when I cry. Those silent internal years. Just pass on by.
You don't have to be mad to work here but it helps..
"Single as a pringle and ready to mingle." I just wanna put this out there. I was always under the impression that Pringles came in a pack with others. That's food for thought :D.
Sea, fresh breeze, that bliss bite in the air that makes you feel mint. The wind rushes into you blowing away all worries. The sand beneath my feet. Silence for the waves.
Small guy gets into a fight with a much taller guy. The small guy threatens to punch the taller guy. Tall guy: (laughing) you could never reach my face.
The girl put a hand to her head, the headaches had gotten worse. Had she really forgotten happiness. Or had life just not any left.
That's right. Many of you on here are incredibly talented writers but have little recognition. I may not be talented but I would like more of a chance to have a larger audience read my work.
Softly strumming music. A quiet soothing lullaby. The violin plays to the babe lying in the cradle. Encapsulating the adoration of life and memories contained in the new photos placed around the room.
We lie on the sofa,. you leaning into me,. I feel your heartbeat,. my arm is around you,. protecting you and sheltering you,. Your small hand takes mine,. and places it on your leg,.
Yeah it's sunny so I'm outside topping up the tan. BBQ, beer and music. I <3 English summer Y not?.
The time when I say those words. Those horrid cutting words. Those words only ever said to me. I look into your eyes and see their beauty covered up by a mask of tears.
Ok so got my new passport photo taken today. Things started badly having to pay five quid, then I was taken out to a dodgy looking back room in the post office and made to sit in this tiny box.
She says if I play rugby one more time she's gonna leave me.... I'm gonna miss her..
Hey guys I know that you don't really write sings on here but this just popped into my head. Hope you like it let me know what you think.
OMG!. What's wrong with me?. I just heard a song called As Long As You Love Me, really liked it then later found out that it was by Justin Bieber.
I feel the wind beneath me And the warm golden sun above. Flying over the bluest sapphire sea, And snow whiter than a dove. Through fresh pine scented trees And shimmering treasured sand.
Everyone has something to say. Therefore everyone also has the right to be heard..
Pounding beat,. That musical heat,. Silver song,. I loved so long,. Music is a drug,. So admit you got the bug. Instrumental mind,. Music all can find,. Dream yourself away,. Your song we will play,.
Drawing on my fine command of the English language I said nothing..
Her lips trembled. Her pupils were wide making her eyes appear as two vast gaping black holes searching for something long lost.
They say that love is the catalyst of poets, Yet so is war, Is it man's love of war that spurs his imagination. Or Is love so much like war that the two are often confused.
It's the special day, The day we had both looked forward to, Dreamt of, Our day, Our special day. The wedding on the beach, Nothing major but infinitely special, Our day, Our special day.
Eyes shut,. Close out everything,. Run away,. Dream,. Enter your own world,. Journey,. Run through fields of gold,. Swim in silver seas,. Fly through snow white clouds,. No one in it cries,.
A blind man once prayed every day and night for his sight to be returned. God pitied the blind man and placed a hand over him, opening his eyes and returning his sight.
I could stay with you forever,. Searching our minds. For something clever,. Anything really any finds,. If love was there all along. Tears would be born,. In a song of joy not of scorn,.
A quiet walk With you Little talk But with you, Because that's all that matters, Being together.
Never,. Never,. Yes is easier than no,. Yet to there we all must go,. To never age or worry at all,. We stay as children and cannot fall,. To never fear or feel pain,.