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When I was a lot younger An innocent child of three I used to watch my fairy tales With Mother on the TV And when I grew a bit older A curious child of eight I wondered if life was as simple As the...
I really hate when people ask people to like or repost their stuff. That's annoying, and if your stuff was worth it, people would be doing that without you asking.
It's rainy as fuck in Leeds. I like listening to it drip and patter out a lullaby in the gutter outside.
My attempt at old fashioned style poem.
Just because you love me. Don’t assume that means you’re mine. And though I may be busy,. Don’t assume I have no time,. And just because I love you. Don’t assume that means I'm yours,.
What is this life that has come to be. Every day a reflection of what has made me Does everyone live it. Or with the smallest tap do they slip and sigh of the edge of the map.
This is not a happy poem I am through with happy rhymes They lie with lines all nicely timed I look at every charming phrase And throw the book aside, enraged.
Slow Dance The stage is quiet The dawn has come The night before finally gone The notes begun The spotlights shone We bow, we dancers We who face each other proudly Gladly, lovingly We bow in...
The inescapable distortion The creeping, seeping, Reckless insanity Curling round my brain, Twisting my torso into knots It grips my stomach, Squeezes, Leaving me on all fours like a beast Heaving...
Gold Planets The sun streams into the classroom hot and bright. The smell of grass comes through the open window, reaching out with soft green hands and tickling my nose.
Teach me how to write my name, And in this world I'll stake a claim. Teach me how to walk and run, Then sit and watch what you've begun.
Those golden summer days that passed. Did really seem a dream. When viewed through winters deepest eyes. But the past is nought but evergreen. If seen 'neath troubled skies. So if you feel a pining,.
Silence is such a loud sound to make Each piece of nothing like an earthquake Devastating safe people, safe places It twists innocent words and faces It speaks of horror, of thoughts and...
Show me to run And I'll run right beside you Show me to lead And I will always guide you Show me to see And I'll gaze at the stars Show me to touch And I'll hold you in my arms Show me to give And...
Around me the world melts, Water dripping and sighing, Crawling back to the underworld, In a never ending circle Of love, life and hate, Round and round the hand ticks, At dusk the knife slips And...
Hello fuzzy friend It has come To my attention of late That you are always there When I'm not feeling so great And when I come home Or when I need a hug You help me through The colder days and...
Posters packed. Books boxed. Personality rinsed. From where life once reigned. Torn down from walls. Until none remains. Shoved into crates. and stored in a van. Carted away from where it began.
Lover, I know you keep my heart, Locked safe inside your chest, I know you love it as your own, But what about the rest. Like do you know what moves me. What fascinates and soothes me.
I am. I am not yours to own. I was flesh and blood before. I remain so. And I will be after you. If we should walk the walk and stumble. I will not crumble and break.
Hope flies sweetly, The smallest of birds, Fluttering amongst the hearts Of the brave and foolish, The young and cowardly.
And all at once you were in the sky. Breathing to push clouds on by. Painting sunsets red and gold. Greeting young and greeting old. Then leaves turned from green to brown.
Broken phrases run through your mind. Informing you how you should find. Half formed verses from books you’ve read. Echoing inside your head. They speak of a terrible, wrenching pain.