Poetry Blogs (2020, disappointment)
The bank holiday, just like any other it would seem
People lined up for burgers, queued for ice cream
Traffic jams and chaos, they raced to beauty spots
Roads filled with cars and bikes, so few parking slots
They parked on pavements, blocking walkers' way
Locals wished the tourists had not visited that day
Was it too much to hope, common sense would prevail
I wish that th...
Tuesday 26th May 2020 9:23 am
My gums are bleeding again.
There’s a stack of papers that need attention
But I can’t find my glasses.
My truck is making that funny noise.
I sleep too late
Because no one wakes me.
I don’t write
I feel it’s all been said.
I find I’m repeating myself
No one takes me seriously
Your point’s been made:
I am selfish and fickle,
Sunday 10th May 2020 4:55 am
real total silence
wouldn’t be so bad
what´s cruel is that you never get
you just get
to remind you
how beautiful music is
but you never
get to listen
to a full song
but just enough
Friday 24th April 2020 9:05 pm
What you were,
what you embraced
and I discovered
When we were,
or so I thought,
overflowed my imagination
thinking I loved you
You could be the twilight in my dreams,
the breath of my words,
the taste of my mornings,
everything I've longed for,
but you quickly forgot me
It's hard not to feel the imprint of your conquest,
just thinking of it m...
Monday 20th April 2020 7:14 pm
I'm disappointed with life
Yet, I know it owes me nothing.
I got the shorter end of the stick and there's no one to blame for it.
I fight for my own happiness
But I am constantly being thrown out of the ring.
Life owes me nothing.
Life owes no one a thing.
There's no one else to blame for my disappointment,
For dreams can't be shattered if you don't dare to dream.
Monday 26th August 2019 4:02 pm
Sorry buddy for what's gone on
If only you had actually known
How much that I sacrificed for you
And this friendship that I thought was true
I honestly stood by you always
I was the friend that would have stayed
But in the end it was you that betrayed
Me in the most hurtful of ways
We had a history that we kept a mystery
Because it wasn't knowledge that we wanted freed
Why is that a...
Friday 7th September 2018 6:02 pm
Sadness follows the ends of my hands,
Gravel broken sideways.
Finish the beginning to confirm the edges,
Shadows digging deeper.
The bridge built for the followers,
Above that brittle and cold creek.
Water fills holes to drown the children,
Your gasps unending,
A quiet end on the side of relief and tranquility.
Following the bitter ...
Saturday 21st April 2018 4:30 am
The Tower of the Winds was built in marble more than 2,000 years ago in the Roman Agora (meeting place) of Athens. It is believed to be the world's first weather station (and public time-piece). Almost intact, its octagonal construction echoes the eight principal compass points. Saved from the depredations of Lord Elgin, who plotted its removal to Britain over 200 years ago, the restored Tower now...
Thursday 23rd November 2017 3:45 pm
Sometimes I’m here,
gone, lost in my head,
a round, a square.
At my best always
when there’s nothing left
and all I ever do
is stand on the edge.
Sunday 22nd January 2017 1:08 am
'I am open to the possibility' you said,
'of love with you, at least I was,
then something happened which drove me quite mad.'
Love is not a possibility
a stranger at the door
you may invite inside
if fancy takes you;
Love is not a beggar
after a bowl of soup
which you can refuse
if your day’s been rough;
Love is not a tree in the garden
Thursday 24th March 2016 10:02 am
Friday 20th September 2013 9:00 pm
How unfair is human’s nature!
A man is a lucky creature!
He can see a woman’s breast at once
And tries to get his chance.
But what a woman should do?
Sometimes she realize that….
She’s got a surprise
When she see the gun’s size.
January the 12th,2011
Wednesday 12th January 2011 6:29 pm
The backlit screen flashed its good intentions
'Battery Low', I ignored it as you do, and so
it fell on deaf ears, blind eyes un-focused
staring out of the window of an economy carriage
at the oil-stained tracks and the pouring rain
the perfect marriage of natural elements,
when will I see you again?
We went on a break for the weekend
or rather, I did, thin...
Saturday 29th May 2010 8:26 pm