profile image

Neill Barnard

Email: barnardneill10@gmail.com
Updated: Thu, 17 Aug 2017 01:10 pm

Contact via WOL

URL:

Biography

I'm Neill, I live in South Africa, I write as a way of coping with my emotions, mostly when I'm down, so apologies if my poems goes a bit over to the dark side some times. I have no training in writing, and I only write what I feel in my heart. I felt like it was time to share some of my work, and hear what more knowledgable people think about it. Any suggestions welcome.

Samples

The Passing of love It started in the dead of night As the box dropped, the noose pulled tight His eyes as cold as stone His skin as white as bone As the night grew colder The light in his heart grew older As the candles light came to end The hearse rounds the final bend The tears in his eyes made him choke As the casket lowered, his heart broke Loneliness crept closer in As he realized that, Love was his only sin The rope called “Love”, round his neck choke Is this love, or an evil Joke The night that love died... They said that love is real… They lied.

All poems are copyright of the originating author. Permission must be obtained before using or performing others' poems.

Viewed 234 times since 27 Mar 2017

Do you want to be featured here? Submit your profile.

Comments

Emer Ni Chorra

Thu 17th Aug 2017 14:04

Hi Neill.. 😆Thank you for stopping by and sharing your thoughts on my piece, 'online dating.' I'm glad you enjoyed it. Emer 👍

Profile image

Neill Barnard

Wed 7th Jun 2017 18:48

Good day Keith,

Thank you for the feedback. I really appreciate it.

I will write some more in time.

Profile image

keith jeffries

Wed 7th Jun 2017 10:48

Dear Neil, Thank you for your latest poem which has a very special quality to it. Please write more and often. Thank you again. Keith

Profile image

Neill Barnard

Tue 28th Mar 2017 22:48

Dear Keith, thank you for the positive feedback. I highly appreciate it.

Profile image

keith jeffries

Mon 27th Mar 2017 17:24

Neil, Thank you for this poem written in a style which I enjoy reading and use myself. The poem leaves me in a quandry of thought which in itself provokes further thought. Please write more. Thanks again. Keith

View all comments

If you wish to post a comment you must login.

This site uses cookies. By continuing to browse, you are agreeing to our use of cookies.

Find out more Hide this message