Yellow purple
Green and blue
Your my rainbow
I guess thats you,
You bring
colour
To my
being,
It’s so beautiful
What I’m seeing.
Yellow purple
Red and Green
Life’s a countryside
Your so serene,
Your motion is
like a butterfly
Your so annoying
Go away and die.

No bookends
on the shelf
Im dancing
with myself.
Free and
all alone
Stripped down
to the bone.
Nobody wants
No body cares to
Take a risk
That I might
even exist.
All seem so
unaware,
Im dancing with myself
Still stuck high on a shelf
I want to be freed
Please don’t overlook
Because I am your
Over friendly
Kuma Surtra book.

Sweet city girl
A diamond
loving pearl
Happiness in
Abundance
She puts me
In a whirl.
Eyes are like
Emeralds
A ruby for
A heart
She’s always a pleasure
A platinum treasure
Never ever cold
A wonderful
*** of gold
My sweet city girl
I did what I did
Because last time
You over charged
Me by £200 quid.

Sunshine’s on open fields
Combine harvester
Reaping  its yearly yield,
Murmuration of starlings
On the wing
Blackening the sky
While the morning sings.
Clouds making shapes
In the sky so blue
Morning ramblers
Taking in the views
Every morning is like
A Shakespeare play
Every year month and day.

I’ve watched
You
from afar
Every morning
I do admire
Your
lovely stride
And
quirky
Attire.
Then you
disappear
Through that
Revolving door
Only to reappear
Roundabout four,
I work in the cafe
Across the street
Wishing one day
That we shall meet,
Ten years have gone by
Valentine’s Day is
Always the same,
Every year such
A shy and
crying shame,

Down by
The riverside
Kingfisher blue
Soaking up the
Morning chill.
The river flowing
Gently today
Fish are idling by
Bluebells on
The riverbank
Blossoming
In the sun.
Day turns
To night time
Kingfisher blue
Settles on his
Creative perch
To welcome in
tomorrow's dawn.

Troubled soul
All mixed up
Teenage angst
In a broken cup.
Who am I.
What am I.
Troubled soul
Tears I cry.
Always wondering
Will I be free
Why why why
Why always me.