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Dead Flowers
She’s the kind of girl that gathers withered wildflowers, and sticks them in her hair even though their beauty has gone. There is a broken beauty is something such as flowers without life. Their crumpled petals and weak stems remind her of herself, and almost like looking in a shattered mirror the reflection seen is all too familiar. Is it wrong to collect the things that remind us so much of ours...
Wednesday 22nd October 2014 8:08 pm
Fall
The leaves fall
Tumbling to the ground
Each branch of the tree
Getting bare and brittle
Some leaves fall straight down
Some leaves get carried by the wind
I sit and watch
Each leaf on an adventure
Some broken
Some cracked
Some gone from view
Each one leaving a memory
On the big tree
That is now nude
And pure
My heart was once pure
And covered in a ge...
Monday 29th September 2014 4:49 pm
Silence
Wednesday 10th September 2014 5:26 am
The Shadows On The Wall
Although I scream I am here! the words just won’t fall
I fade into the darkness, like the shadows on the wall. When the night comes calling, then you might see me,
Just a mere reflection of the man I used to be
My life is now over, the end is yet to come,
I am the man in the sha...
Saturday 23rd August 2014 9:32 pm
PAIN
A voice is still unheard and a face still is unseen,
there's a heart beating in the crowd of mean,
its innocence has been pushed down beneath,
it does not trust the world whether it will let keep it clean.
It has been hurt and ditched before,
and now its afraid to come forth,
it was torned down, broken and burned into ashes,
and it took long enough to join the pieces.
...
Saturday 16th August 2014 6:02 pm
Our Peanut Puppy
Silly little Puppy,
silly little Dog.
She's hyperactive,
she's an attention hog.
I love her
to pieces,
with her I
love to play.
But sometimes I
wish she'd just
go away.
For just a
few minutes,
to give me
a rest.
Cause sometimes
my patience,
she does test.
...
Tuesday 12th August 2014 6:22 pm
For you
Her heart beats to the rhythm of a broken tune
Staccato
Unable to soar
Like an unfinished song
She longs to be complete.
Her heart is gold, yet tarnished
Impacted by the years
Of aching thoughts
Silent
Begging in her head.
Her heart is fragility at it's finest
Take it in your hands.
Broken
Let her fragments be repaired
Only by you.
Thursday 19th June 2014 8:02 pm
My Smile Is Not For You
Until the sun is bruised and the birds are gone,
I will be here.
So, if you want rid of surrounding eyes
then it's best you break my heart.
A word of warning before you do,
this smile you see now will never be for you,
not one minute more.
It'll be for the faint azure;
for the innocent laugh of my baby nephew
who doesn't know pain like mine -
I pray he never does.
...
Wednesday 18th June 2014 12:58 am
THE AFTERMATH OF A BROKEN HEART
My parents laugh from the other room,
Their happiness makes me sad.
I wonder if they are aware
Of my broken heart
Or if they have ever experienced
An ache like mine.
His face is everywhere:
In a building with a million corridors
I can't ignore,
The feeling of a ghost
Lurking sore in the pathways of my mind
There is nothing to be said or done.
A source...
Wednesday 28th May 2014 12:48 am
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