Hallo! My name is Josh, i'm 19 years of age and live in an urban habitat of Bolton. My favorite lesson is English. I have a cat called Albie. It Black. I live in a bungalow. It good. (wow my french was terrible as a child) I like writing about death,love and how inferior everyone is to everyone they know of. You know, usual teenage stuff. I tried to be quirky but failed as i realised i was just too grumpy to try and cheer people up. People think I'm 'really' sarcastic. I hate my computer because it corrects my english into american, so pardon my z's. Performed at the Poetry Pillow,Freed Up,Spotlight, OpenMind and Latitude and was host of Accidental Afternoon of Poetry. Winner of Poetry Pillow in May and Finalist at the Latitude poetry slam 2010. WInner of Bang Said the Gun open slam at the Edinburgh Fringe 2011
Thursday It's a long walk back home but as each step touches the paths behind us and our hands meet in my pocket i realise how lucky i should feel but with each step that claps the paths behind us i start to sweat and my palms become drenched in fear i may loose you again to other men but with each step that graces the paths behind us i tell myself to look into your eyes and as they connect with mine i forget every worry and tell you i love you in such a hurry but as our feet pound the paths behind us i think back to that one little mistake you made where i stayed at home to think about what i had done grasping the trigger of my gun It's not me it's you i tell my reflection every morning stop being so moody and boring and be at one with the person you love connect together like fingers to glove wrapping around their skin to give them comfort and keeping them warm and close together This isn't the first time you've made me afraid of myself This isn't the first time iv'e shed tears in your veins This isn't the first time we have damaged each others dreams This will be the last time however We argue again when we get home and you've left me to think about whatever it might be that made me hit you I scream 'Don't leave' as you slam the front door as i crumble to the floor embracing my knees for disillusioned warmth This is the final stand in the war against myself i pick up a knife from the kitchen draw carve a heart on my chest scream your name and draw my last breath in hell i imagine you heard it and regretted it all and blamed yourself for my fall but in heaven you cry but understood and i can't thank you enough ________________________________________ Glances In The Common Room Current mood: chipper Category: Goals, Plans, Hopes my dear it's clear for me to fear that one day i'll loose you some way it started as awkward glances to heartfelt romances silly little talks to sundown walks from pokes online to sharing wine private jokes to public provokes i know i might be to loud for you and you might think it profound but, i actually care for you gone are days looking for different ways to satisfy some pointless needs this is a want a want to old your hand, by the sea and on the sand a want to see you in the morning, to sit at a table and make you breakfast a want to watch a movie, to laugh together to cry together a want to say i bloody love you i know it's pretty early plus i'm feeling chirpy but i don't want to be another stain on your bed for you to forget all the things i said not to see them as me being flirty now this might be a bit to quick it might make you sick but i feel funny inside and it's better that i haven't lied i like you and i hope it's the same for you to not saying we were meant to be together or that you're my soul partner i wouldn't say that, never this is the happiest i've been in months and unfortunately you're to blame just tell me you feel the same
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