Slowly I walk
Heavy of foot
Mind befuddled
Black as soot.
Thoughts so dark
Nodding the head
So so tired
I need my bed.
Mile upon mile
On cobbled stone
Cold and wet
All alone.
In bed sit land
No welcome mat
I go to sleep
And that’s just that.
I pray not to see
Another day
Stuck inside a
Stephen king play.
Is anyone out there
Got a nice place
To stay
these boots
Won’t last me
another day.

Driving with my brakes on
Lions have knocked my pride
I haven't got a button
So I can override.
Led boots holding,dragging me back
Guilt covers all my lonesome cracks
My sea hasn't  got a brightly tide
Cannot find the button so I can
Override
Crying crying,crying without tears
Static emotions dammed by all my fears
Can you be my open gateway
To whom  which I can confide
Will you be my faithful button
So l can override

Good god
Devil evil
Interpretation is the word
I think it's all in the prose
Or am I just absurd
Strike me down as a non believer
An atheist or just absurd
But I can't help thinking
Or am I just good with words
I am of both factions
I'm evil and I'm good
It's only down to interpretation
Is it why I'm mis-understood
I believe
I decieve
It's apart of good and bad but
I  think I've have worked it out

He was old
And died
He was old
Now in our
House it’s going
To be cold
Minus one.

Sitting on my suicide ledge
A tear runs from my eye
I see a dark horizon
From this an angel.
I do spy
there was no happy ending
Hey ** dip pid Dee doo dah

I needed you
You threw me aside,
Every night without you
Tears I cried,
I lay there not knowing
What to do,
You left me mother
I was only two.
In my teens my
Thoughts did grow
Did I really want to know
Who was my mother
Who tossed me aside
I had no more tears
I wished to cry.
But alas I had to know
The thoughts in my head
They would not go,
For five years I searched the land
No information was coming to hand
What sort of woman
Could abandon a child
This Made me who I am
A little bit wild,
So with my adopted names
I shall not pursue this
Cruellest of games.

I’ve been unfaithful
It was a matter of course
Now the relationship
Has failed he’s
Now filing for divorce.
What step next
I can’t foresee
What shall become of our
Children and me,
I got a sinking feeling
In side my gut
Maybe in hindsight
Should have
kept my legs shut.

Of on holiday
Going to the sun
In a paper rocket
To have some fun,
Of on holiday
Going to Venus
In a yellow camper van
Shaped like a *****.
Of on holiday
To surf the stars
In a jelly trifle
Shaped like a motor car
If I get out of this asylum
Anywhere will do
If I ask you nicely
Will you come to

Vincent was a painter of note
White van man,white suited overcoat
William a writer of fantastic plays
Lived in a hamlet where he spent his days
Starry nights,clouds and that perspective chair
Vincent my friend he lived in despair.
Romeo and Juliet were a fine pair of lovers
Did he write these plays or were they just covers
The bard of the boards with his life he could cope
Day to day this writer ,lived with so much hope
Painter ,a genius such a life with much fear
What ever happened to his infamous ear
Paintings and writings,from Vincent and Bill
One with a brush the other with quill
With lots of hope and litte despair
They left such treasures for us,so we can share.

Twelve o’clock
It’s no lie
Im going
to commit
Suicide
Shall I jump
From a ridge
Or
Jump in front
Of a train
From a
Very high
bridge.
Shall I take
sleeping pills
Swallow a bottle of
Of bleach
Or hang myself
From the ceiling
Where my feet
Cannot reach.
Can’t make my mind up
I truly haven’t lied
So I’ve left
It to the
Readers
It’s up
To  you
To decide.

Haunted house situated on Apple hill
Evil lived there as time stood still
Spirits would play ghouls would ****
In that haunted house on Apple hill
Was I brave or foolish,I had to go
So I went to visit this horror show
I rang the doorbell of this haunted house
It screamed like a lion roared on by a mouse
Hinges creaked the door opened wide
Taking a deep breathe I strode inside
Ghostly appirations flew all over the room
Showing no fear.knowing my appending doom
Noise was deafening,the screams did thrill
In that haunted house on Apple hill.
Sitting down in an old dusty chair
Near a fire of bones,I just didn't care
A demon appeared and sat down beside
Said he was the spirit of Doctor jeckyll and Hyde
Please I said you will not frighten me
Be a good fellow a make me some tea
The demon roared with laughter and howled if in pain
Then asked me if I was brave or ****** insane
I replied I need some thrills I need some fun
Then he blew my brains out with his gun
I liked this house on Apple hill
Where time stood stood still now my turn to ****
Could you be the next visitor to visit this place
So I can be chilling so thrilling by eating your face.

Icicles forming in a burning flame
Up the track on a speeding train
Numbers dancing on a roulette wheel
It really doesn’t matter how I feel

You walked away its the game you play
You burn my heart every single day
Your a paper plane heading for the sun
You are in my heart you are my fun

Life not worth living without
my cotton wool bomb
So sweet and corrosive handling everything
with such aplomb
Numbers dancing on a roulette wheel
Still not thinking how I feel

Icicles still freezing inside my fire
Your Still riding over all my desires
Numbers still dancing on the roulette wheel
Never understanding how I feel

You walk away it’s the game you play
Red and black I just can't  turn back.

Muslims,Christians
Arabs and Jews
Earth the ***
Humanity the stew.

Hindu's Catholics
Sky still blue
Here's a few more
For thee earthly stew.

Buddhists,Protestants
Hearts are true
Earth the ingredience
Humanity the stew.

humanity the stew,
Mothernature the ***
billions of people
Only getting one shot.

Crow and the snake
Made a great mistake
Having a child called me.

They broke my heart
But not my soul
Crow and the snake
So brutally cold.

I think they wanted
A little boy
Me to them I was
A throw away toy.

Crow and the snake
Gave me no name
I was a pawn
In an awkward game.

Abuse can come in
Many a disguise
All wrapped up
In manipulative lies.

I wish the snake
And the rotten crow
Would fade away
As the fresh wind blow.

Gone and brought
A Tardis
Inside larger
Than you think
Mines not a police box
It’s shaped like a sphinx
Not sure where this
Rhyme wants to go
Back or forward
I’ll let the stylus flow
I don’t want to run or fight
Not put any injustices right
Im of to the future to put
Certain objects in place
Maybe one day they will
Save the human race.
Me and the sphinx decided
We will go back in time
Just to sing with Elvis
When he was in his prime.
There still selling Tardises
Any shape and wide
Smaller on the outside
And bigger inside.

Ducking for apples
In a bowl of hot fat
Bet you a fiver
You can’t do that.

Drinking cyanide
From a coffee cup
Bet you a fiver
You can’t stand up.

Licking electricity
Cable
in the bath
Bet you a fiver
You won’t
do this
for
A laugh.

Bet you a fiver
You won’t
Jump out of a plane
Without a parachute
While
Drinking Guinness
From a champagne flute.

Bet you a fiver
You won’t do that
Stick your head
In a big cow pat.

I’ll do anything for love
I bet you a fiver you
will do that.

Innocent people
Why must they die
Establishment must
win
that’s
The reason
why.
Lions will **** the week
Claws  they will surely
Bare
Innocent people will die
Starving Every ****** where.
When the wells run totally dry
We will have no more tears to cry
Establishment will
Turn there backs
And blatantly openly
Lie.
I will try not to believe
Our corrupt government
Who will deceive
When the well is full
And plenty
Our governors
Will be sure to empty.

I took what I needed
Then threw her aside
That was my mistake
In that moment I cried.
I was left broken
Crestfallen and dark.
She was wonderful
My name is mark.

Another lonely night
Without a partner
I cry
Im troubled with love
Not understanding
Why.
Another lonely night
Without warmth
I shall lie
Im troubled with love
That’s why
I still cry.
Lonely so lonely
Every night and
Everyday
Im still crying
it seems
To be the way.

My mate bill
Invented the wheel
Had an idea from my
Mate Mike
Add another wheel
Then we’ve got a bike
On this bike we will not
Get far
Two more wheels
Will
Have a car.
My mate harry
They said was a liar
Not known to them
He was a superb flier
They  labeled him
*****  
cruelly
insane
This man  my
Friends made the aeroplane.
My friend sue was at loose end
She didn’t know what to do.
People assumed what a loon
From one socket
She made a rocket
And flew it to the moon.
My mate Mandy
she came in handy
We needed lots of parts
Getting all those ideas
In your head
Then one can make a start.

Im going to wear
yellow shoes
to heaven ,
Put all my thoughts
On lucky number seven,
Weather sunshine
Or wether rain
My cat Molly is driving
Me insane.
I once kissed the queen
Upon her ****
Won mastermind
Did not use a pass
I write this ****
Because I’m not
Mentally well
My grammar is ****
And i cannot smell.
I just wish we can all
Live in peace and
My humble abode
As a twenty year lease.
Sometimes I want to
Write good poetry
But that talent
Is not in me.

Cricket match
Between the
Giraffes and the tigers
Supporters turned up
None the ****** wiser
They mowed the grass
The distance a chain
Guess what
Being
Cricket down
came the rain,
Out came the sun
The fun began,
Top of their
Voices the
Supporters sang.
Umpire called play
It was doomed to fail
The giraffes went ate
The wickets and the bails
Tigers were angry they
Did not laugh
They went and ate those
Naughty Giraffes
The umpire drew aside
Went home and committed
Suicide
In the sun
I Didn’t know cricket
Was so much fun

Loneliness is
Happiness
In a
Peculiar
Way.
There is no
Right there is
No wrong,
Everyday
A different
Song.
Boring sometimes
I do agree,
I’ve always
Been lonely
That’s just for me.
Hey ** I got
A cat
That’s right
A matter of
Fact I’ve got
A cat.hey **.

1+2=4
This is why I
Showed maths
The door
Algebra and binary
Are they confusing
Or is it just me.
Angles and
Denominators
Maths teachers all
Base dictators.
Obtuse and
Isosceles
All they gave me
Was
Brain freeze.
Times, dividing adding up
Its not my cup of tea
Numbers **** there
Not  my thing
I ask you this can Einstein sing
Most probably.

Looking in the mirror
Wanting to end my life
Blackness befell me
Wrists I cut with my knife.
The blood oozed out
Upon the bathroom floor
Was my death to be unseen
Behind a closed wooden door.
Three weeks earlier my lover
Had died,
I worshipped that woman
Thousands of tears I cried.
Bereavement of a love one
Is so hard to take
So slitting my wrists
Was not worthless mistake.
Some people say it’s a
cowards way out,
But you know what
I haven’t got to live with that.

Lovelly ladies
Walking by
Aroma of
Scented skin
Images of beauty
Warms me within
Children playing
Having fun
***** been
Kicked around
It's Lovelly
In the morning sun
as the birds
Make musical sound
Bikes go by
Shoes are worn
Wild life in
Tranquil splendour
People picnic on the grass
Such diversity and gender
Weather changes
Time to time
Silence befalls
The park
After every beautiful day
This bench will
Endure the dark

Imagination is
Running rife,
In and out
Dark then light
Runaway train
Beaten track
Imagination rife
No turning back.
All the stations
Have gone amiss
Pond is flooding
But got no fish.
Imagination is
Running rife
Along came a spider
With a pint of cider
Still on the beaten track
Im of to the asylum
Im not coming back.
Imagination has been sedated
By these nurses whom I hated
Imagination not running rife
Three red pills have dulled my life.
Imagination lost the quay
Boat has sunk,
I am not free.

Books are written by story tellers
Fact is not always true
Interpretation manipulation
It's all left down to you
Books are written by evil
Books are written by good
why after reading
The reader is not understood.
Propaganda messages
Mixing half truths with lies
Problem with humans
We need some where to hide

Mine eyes are blind
Within fire burns
Imaginative thoughts
In twist and turns.
Mouse trap me up
With collar and tie
Mine eyes are blind
Creative tears I cry.
Dance with me
Till the cream leaves the cone
Happy birthday mamma
I'm all alone.

Sitting on a wall
Outside hotel ****** sh-t
A squirrel sat next to I
So I fu--ing killed it.
What else was I to do
Sit there and converse see
That to me is how i behave
To you it might be perverse.
Sitting on a wall
Taking in the dark side of the moon
Sitting outside hotel ****** sh-t
With pink floyd my mate the loon.
I don't get many visitors and
Nobody will sit next to me.

I'm getting old,I'm always cold
Do I really want to die.
Bones are creaking
Mind is failing
I can see no reasons why.
They stuck me in a chair
To watch TV
Hope and despair collide
Oh **** I've had a heart attack
I've only gone and died.
I was old, no longer cold
ive gone to meet my maker
Of in a box to the village crem
With my mate thee undertaker.

Notifying hell
impending demise
Need a room with a view
And a bag of French fries
The host is a ghost
With head of horns
Doomed I was ,since
The day I was born.
Evil flowed through my
troublesome veins
Where ever I ****
It left a black stain.
Life did **** I was not to wise
So I'm notifying hell
Of my impending demise

Are you still wearing
Coloured odd socks.
Weird odd thought
I can’t find mine.
Are you Still sitting
in that Wonky old chair
Weird odd thought
Leg fell of mine.
Are you still residing
In that home for the insane
Weird odd thought
Im coming home again.
Are you still looking
Through the window of
Despair
Im coming home
Odd socks, we share.

I think the Chinese
Got this all Wong
The virus to spread
To quell the riots in honk Kong

A trade war with America
Starvation has begun
So let's spread a virus
And have some financial fun

Americans and the Chinese
The Germans and Jews
So let's spread the virus
And give the world the blues

Bankrupt all countries
China will provide
America will give loans
While governments still lie

Spread the virus
Far and wide
Communism democracy
I'll let you decide

Mass migration stops
Before it's to late
Millions start cueing
At the pearly gates

Why don't the Chinese play cricket
Because they ate all the bats

They gave me a room
In psychoville,
Three square meals
One red pill,
They gave me a room
In madnessville
Repeat repeat as
Time stood still.
They gave me a room
In suicideville
Thoughts were dark
**** **** ****.
visiting times,
In loonyville
is half past chicory
And quarter to dill.
Push me along in me four wheeled chair
madness lies between thee Apple and pear

I miss the fog
I miss the fish
I miss the smell
Inside the dish.
I miss the voices
Inside my head
I miss my friends
who i presume dead.
I miss the patterns
That tarnish the wood,
There’s now nothing
Where once I stood.
I miss the scent
I miss the smile
On this lake
I will fish awhile

Profile me
I’m on a app
I’m a ******
Imagine that
Tracking me
Waste of time
In the end
Is there a crime
E mail me up
Send me a text
Tracking me seems
So complex
Better to just
knock My door
I’m just me.

I'm pinching poems
I'm getting ideas
I'm learning from
The skill of the quill.  
Alphabet dancing
Among the words
Stories never stay still
Truths and lies
Live in disguise
It's the wonder of the word

Im losing you
We’re drifting apart
Up and down
On the lovers chart .
I’ll Be
forever blue
If I end up
Losing you.
So please
Please
Enlighten  me
Don’t runaway
And let it be.
Can we hold
On to our love
When the stars
Are falling
From above
I do not know
What to say
I think
Do we have
To call it a day.

Created a world
just for me
Not for you
don’t you see,
Not letting you in
Your a parasite,
Your so twisted
Your just not right,
I know your beautiful
So voluptuous in red
But if I let you in
I will wind up dead.
Go away and
Leave me be
You are a beauty
But not for me,
Your to infectious
This is not your day
Im taking the pills
Now stay away.

Riding along on a nuclear bomb
Rather good I say,smiling aplomb
Tipping the bowler oozing with style
Kiss my sweet lips,please stay awhile.
Jumping prancing on radioactive waste
Rather good I say,wonderful to taste.
Proper fop, in me whistle and flute
Would you dance with me in your birthday suit
Hopped around the globe,Melbourne to Devon
Putting 50 million roulette on unlucky number seven
All this bravado I'm not frightened to die
Can you make love to me and make me cry

I'm sorry for being me
I'm sorry for you being you
I wish we were all the same
You know it's all laughable

I want us to be all rich
And live where we are equal
I wish it we were the same you and me
You know it's a all  just fantasy.

I teach you what's right and wrong
You teach me what's right and wrong
We all hold hands and skip with glee
You know the world is a fantasy

There is no bad just only good
all races smiling all understood
All races agreeing you and me
I'm so sorry you will never see this fantasy

Words like racism gone forever
All roses and ice cream
Just as we turn the corner ,blink
in the back ground you will
all hear humanity scream.

When I kiss you
I want to laugh
The feeling you
Give me is like
A silk scarf.
Warm and soft
Tender to touch
The feeling of laughter,
I think
I love you,
Oh so much.

Memories
A photograph
A picture of you.
Made me laugh
Made me cry
Wonderful times
Me and you.
Danced all night
Were never blue
Elegantly dressed
Memories of you.
Lips so sweet,apple red
A figure to adore
Then you had heart failure
Hitting your head against the floor
My heart was truly broken
All washed out lost at sea
This picture brings back memories
Of sweet little you and me.

Death is just a breath away
Cut your throat now no delay
Life is just more wasting time
Can this ditty be really a crime
Go on do it ,you really well can
Blade is sharp is it all going to plan
Listen to me heaven can't wait
So cut your throat before its to late.

Knew a man
With no arms
No legs
Held down
A good job
He thought
It was great,
This man was
Employed as a
Paperweight .

I need a woman
She needs to be kind
Im in a predicament
And tragically blind.
She needs to be hardy
I am ill tempered
And flawed,
I like good music
And a good dance floor.
She needs to be understanding
I like my walks
To be able to argue
And lots of talk.
A dating app is not my way
So I will have to put
Up with myself
For another day.

I don’t care
If the sun don’t
Shine
Im a Bat
And doing fine.
Didn’t see the
Cows grazing
In the grass
I flew straight
Up a Heffers ****.
Made it home
Covered in  pat
I said to mum
I never saw that.

I am what I am
You is what you is
Sometimes we score
Some times we miss.
Im not you
Your not me
There is no
Freedom
In democracy.
You are you
I am me
There’s no deep
Pockets in
The cemetery .
Life’s not fair
We breathe
The same air.
The world is ours
To Peacefully share.
Sometimes we score
Sometimes we miss
Society’s hierarchy
Has to stop taking
The ****.