Poetry Blogs (2017, friends)
Dare i to write a masterpiece of never ending rhyme? Where story flows and emtions grow with every single line?
keep writing and writing until one page somehow turns to four, nd four keeps on growing until suddenly there are four more?
And try as i might i just cant stop from letting the ink flow. Everything i write will link and just seemingly appear to go,
For example when starting to w...
Tuesday 28th November 2017 1:03 pm
Is there no hope of returning
Relative happiness is nice
A ping in my brain
A twinge in my heart
These pulses of ice in my veins
Never want to stop
Every moment distracted
Please, please don't cry
Every attempt to want to understand
Another wall is slammed down between us
Please don't push me away
I can be goo...
Wednesday 22nd November 2017 3:20 pm
The Quiet Soldier
Why am I fighting these foes of mine?
(I know it's a soldier's fate)
to shoot my gun and die – yes, me as well as him,
when I see the blood on his cape
and his dead eyes shine;
by then it's too late for me and him alike -
but to the battle I return
with rifle and defiance primed
and hoards of bravado to turn and strike
when the muzzle-blasts out...
Monday 13th November 2017 5:09 am
Words, the only thing that connects me to you
Through words I figured out the things that you do
Words you want to say to the girls that you loved that are too good to be true
Words that I read just like the lyrics of my favorite songs
I figured their is a list of the girls in your heart
You fall too easy something that is common with my heart
I don't know how many times I hoped for an us
Monday 11th September 2017 2:44 pm
There was once a man,
charming in the flesh
He fell in love with a woman,
who he described her as a universe with the brightest stars.
She was his dream,
a dream that came close with his reality.
There was once a man,
bewitched with all.
He dare not speak,
for not to ruin all.
He cared for his beloved,
as if she was the heart of it all.
Until he met his dem...
Saturday 15th July 2017 1:30 am
There's a garden inside of me.
It grows through my lungs
with roses and daisies.
It grows with my soul when it's touch by another.
Though it rains, though time it collapses
It's still there, growing roses and daisies.
With warmth and kindness, it's always there,
though storms pass and go.
It will always be there, my garden inside of me.
With the roses and daisies of my life within me.
Sunday 4th June 2017 4:50 pm
In Formby it never ever rains
Playground all summer long my early days
Playtime was forever then and there
Crowded caravan crammed with joy
Quick splash of water on the face
Dressing quickly, combed through hair
Breakfast rushed on happy faces
Checking windows for neighbour friends
Are they up, are they ready
And off we charge into seaside light
Yesterday's plans r...
Tuesday 9th May 2017 6:31 pm
School started with a rush and a push
As I let loose my mums grip and raced across the road
Lollypop lady had signalled the off so off I went
Some instinct to be first to cross in my soul
First met friends easily gravitated to
Class and playground one lump of fun
Happy goodbyes as we splinter away
Paul going my way, so more laughter to home
Easily addicted to this school ...
Tuesday 9th May 2017 6:25 pm
My friends do not understand
Every one of their smiles is a noose
Every act of friendship is another weight on my shoulders
I am weighed down by love, I am weary from carrying it so long, so far
I cannot hold this heaviness much longer
I cannot hold onto this burden
Knowing I do not deserve it
Knowing it is not meant for me
Knowing I should not accept it
Knowing how wast...
Tuesday 25th April 2017 4:09 am
You have proven to be my biggest ally, knowing
Me better than anyone else.
Shaping my thoughts into the paper canvas, opening
A door for them to see into my world.
Grateful I am for your help, lost
I would be without you.
Thank-you for being by my side, and
For encouraging me to never give up.
My dearest friend, my
Monday 6th February 2017 7:19 am
The music begins again.
You wallflowers who came
with the dance in mind
and empty hands to hold—
skulking along the fringe,
afraid to join in,
but more afraid to leave.
You wither at her gaze,
hoping, not hoping
she is looking at you;
Would it mean more?
A joke, a fluke, a trick,
or perhaps a friend—
If you don’t see
will she leave?
shaking and jiv...
Sunday 15th January 2017 2:52 pm
The more you twinkle, the more is glare,
The more is your envy, the more is flare,
The more is love, the more is care,
Many people globed, but rest are here,
Enjoyment is hobby, not everyone’s but their,
Many candidatures, but one is chair,
Belief is immortal, till death to dare,
God is everywhere, kindly be aware,
Architecture spreads wings, when united engineer,
Sunday 1st January 2017 4:33 pm