Poetry Blogs (2020, sympathy)
No-one likes to see tears, that
Liquid form of human distress,
Yet human life being what it is
They render make-up a mess
I'd never observed you weep
Your trusting eyes always dry,
Till catching me with Matilda
Made you break down and cry
Tears clear the air like a purifier
Provoking a quantum of sympathy
From anyone that can summon
A minimum degree of em...
Tuesday 24th November 2020 10:46 am
I have been
Death has held me
Life has killed me
But you still think
You have the right
To give me advice
As if you’re above me
If you let me speak
You might learn
Sunday 30th August 2020 10:38 am
You call me selfish for trying to take what is mine, and mine only, and do with it as I wish
Your claim and the belief behind it, is even more so
And, though you may not realize, all you are doing is prioritizing your pain over mine
You pacify your fear of heartache with my suffering
So tell me true, if you were in my shoes - if you overlooked your own feelings to e...
Monday 30th December 2019 1:59 am
My uncle, Gaston,
mum's bro (1-yr apart),
died whilst I cradled him
in the crook of me arms.
He lay there bliss-filled
Faint lustre of his boyhood charms.
It was a waiting game
& he was hanging on.
He held back the Ripper's blade
Unmindful that he'd had it made.
Friday 8th February 2013 1:00 am