Thank you Liana
For taking time
To read my
Doggerel
Rhymes.
I do not know
Happiness
I do not know
Sad
Trying very hard
To understand
What’s
Good and bad.
Read your poetry
It has lots of meaning
So thank you liana
I will carry on reading.

Sweet.

To all the poets
That read my
Rhymes
Im in a cell
For committing
A crime
I cannot respond
To your lovely
Replies
Cause everything
I write
Is just ******* lie.
I was set up
By my evil quill
Writing slander
Was top of the bill,
I have to write
Lies from my
prison cell
Twenty years
Or life oh *******.

Making sense
Of your lies
They  just tare
me apart
Your my man
My lovely man
You live inside
My heart
Don’t lie to me
If you don’t care
I will love you
Everywhere.
I don’t know
Why lovers cry
I suppose
it’s because of
All those
little lies.

Tsunami tsunami
Eating ripples on the pond,
Tangle me in a web of feathers
no more bullets do I listen.
Tsunamies,ripples dance north and south
Where am I going my Lovely.

We all done
A term
As a little
*****
Some much
longer
Than others,
We were all
Born in our
mothers womb
And popped out
Sisters and brothers.

Motherless child
Will reap no harvest
The saddest thing
On earth
A motherless child
Will reap no harvest
Life is
about giving
Birth.

Etched in our faces
The life we played
Everything was loving
never afraid.
Hand in hand we lay
In the sand
Listening to music
From our favourite band.
Couple of old rockers
On beater blockers with a
Smoke and a drink
Etched in our faces
We are living  life
And then it’s over
In a blink.

The essence
Of life
Is being there
In tune with
Your surroundings
Being aware
If you can receive
But do not give
then Life is halved
In which you live.

The essence of life is being there
In tune with your surroundings
Being aware
If you receive but cannot give
Then  life its halved in which
You live
Rhythm of life is a beating heart
In tune with the warmth of the sun
Good and evil are married together
Having lots of fun

The philosophy of life
Is knowing why
We eat
We poo
We will surely die
Old Chinese proverb
Told by my dad
Man who cooks
Cabbage and peas
In same ***
Must be
Stark raving mad.

Leaves from the trees
Fall quietly to the ground
On Autumn cool breeze
They are making no sound.
The forest today is dancing,
Dancing with a smile of glee
Warmed up by the sunshine
For animals and you and me.
Bluebells carpet, wild forest floor
Fungi sprout,while natures seeds
spore.

Bee is born
Life’s a drone
Working on a
Honeycomb
Bee is born
To make honey
For capitalists
To make money
Sweet

Hedgehog hedgehog
In sadden mode
Finding his mate
Flattened on road.
Spikey needs a
To find a friend
Because his flatmate
Met his end.

Piggy was born
Piggy ate
Piggy shat
Piggy slaughtered
That was that.

Mornings come
Mornings go
Nights thinking
Nights slow
Mornings hurt
Mornings blue
Nights empty
Since I lost you.
Mornings our now
Just mornings
Nights are
Just a drone
The thoughts of you
Now I sleep alone.
Weeks turn to months
Months turn to years
Lost so lost amongst all
My lonely fears.
So as the stars dim
Slowly for you above
I will always miss you
My sweet love.

Light went out
wonderful
Friend
A bundle
Of fun
She was my
Mum.

Centre of the
Family tree a
Lovely woman
To my sister
And me.

Light went out
Memories will stay
She installed in us
To live everyday.

She took her
Memories
To her grave.

Lilly so innocence
Mother a crow
Father despotic
Would not let her grow
Living in a shadow
Behind a blink of an eye
Thoughts of suicide
Lilly would cry,
Years ebbed away
Time stood still
Mother and father
Lilly would ****.
Lilies hurt made the courtroom cry
The question is did they deserve to die

Lips of my woman
Rainbow colours
Sweet as the sun

Anybody no what day it is
Who is my lady of fun?

June or July
A Lovelly pair
women of virtue
I did not care

Help me nurse
Your tunic so white
Kiss me sweetheart
So I can sleep tonight

A little known
Boxing match
Once took place
It started slowly
Then picked up pace.
Punches were thrown
Some would hit
Punches were thrown
Some would miss
Ducking and diving
Heads would kiss.
Fighting couldn’t
get better
Than this.
This little known
Boxing match
We  both
ended
up battered
what
A mess,
He called
me a *******
When I took
his castle
Isn’t great
fun when
playing a
game
Called chess.

Welcome to now
You’ve entered
My world
You look fantastic
A sweet pretty girl.
Welcome to now
You’ve got this glow
A wonderful light
Inside a picture show.
Welcome to now
The future is ours
The world is open,
There are no bars.
Welcome to now
Under the warming sun
Are we going to
Live life and have
Some fun.

Im sat in a puddle
There’s been no rain
Eating cheese
And cucumber sandwiches
Life’s never plain.

Im sitting in my bath
In a bright clown suit
No hot water
Just puréed fruit
Life’s never plain
Bonkers inane.

Im swinging from a rope
My life has passed
It’s all been chaos
One big farce
Life’s never plain
Please let it rain.

Lives do not matter
Black or white
We are just statistics
In a bucket of *****.

Blacks **** blacks
Whites **** whites
Death toll mounts
In a bucket of *****

The horrors we inflict
Race upon race
Lives don't matter
It's power we chase.

Whom do's a life matter
In a bucket of *****
Because we are only a number
Black or white.

Living the dream
Im Mr Munch
stuck
In the
scream.

I am dandy
A little
bit queer
Im Frans Hal
The laughing
Cavalier.

I am beautiful
I like to sing
Vermeer said
I could be
The girl with
A pearl earring.

Leonardo’s
Eyeball pleaser
Forever smiling,
I am Mona Lisa

Rembrandt
What have
you done
Look you ****
Im not the
prodigal son.

John Mahler Collier
His brush strokes
Went of course
I am
Lady Godiva
On a white horse.

Loneliness is a cancer on hold
Both ******* will make you bald.
Loneliness is a living cremation
alone, shackled to burn
putting hell on a roundabout
Static with nowhere to turn.
loneliness is a kiss from a mirror
Forever a childless womb
never ever looking forward
It's an abyss a empty tomb.
On a cheery note
I can't upset anybody

Loneliness quite of house
Death of a mother.
Loneliness lost in time
Death of a lover,
Loneliness mixed emotion
Death of a friend
Loneliness broken of heart
Death of a wife
Loneliness,life so bleak
Is it suicide,which I seek.
Loneliness without a hand
Only the lonely will understand.

When one was a child
Many a thought
Never listen to father
Wrongly taught
Values were wrong
Society to blame
He hated his son
Because  I played
A different game
Father could not see
Passed his wretched nose
There was no seeing
There was no prose
He took his shallowness
To his resting place
Sometimes It is hard being
a member of the  human race

Homeless homeless
Nails in my feet
Don’t have any goals
Which I have to meet
Razor blades razor blades
Etching sadness in my mind
Looking for someone
Who has not turned blind.
Kindness kindness
Go’s a country mile
Im so happy just
To get a smile.
My roads are empty
Don’t need a shell
It’s only the cold weather
That makes life hell.

do some coke
Drink some wine
Really don't care if
The sun don't shine

Do some ******
Drink some ***
Really don't care if
The blues have come

Do some whiskey
Smoke some ***
Really don't care if
You die or not

Isolation
*******
Fill the screen with ****
Really don't care
From the day I was born

Locked inside
Can’t express
Holes to deep
Emotions dry
Not knowing why.
Closed shop
No highs
Continual drop
No hope
No scope
Suicidal thoughts
Neck to rope.
Locked into dark
Always recession
No brightness
Deep in depression.
Ease the pain
release the chain
No charm
Self harm
Dull life
Bloodied knife
Turn left
Turn right
At the end
There’s always light

I was once a pugilist
A boxer of note
I got beat in three rounds
Against  Mohammed Ali
He became known as the goat.
I was once a sprinter
Runner up was my spot
This spot  Was not my fault
Couldn’t catch the
Master, Mr Usain Bolt.
I was once a snooker player
Snooker cue in hand
Played Ronnie O’Sullivan
For a miserly 500 grand
Really wasn’t about the
Money I couldn’t
Give a toss
You know the outcome
I got thrashed,
I jolly
Well lost.
I played football it’s called
The beautiful game
Played for Leeds United
There’s where I got my fame.
I got paid millions,
Millions every year
Never to be a winner
Now that’s ****** queer

The chimes of your bell
Never to return
You went to your death
My heart will burn,
Im lost without you
I will have to pray
That our chimes
Can be together
One summer day,

I’ve walked
Many a mile
Looked at faces
Not a smile
Is life really
Such a grind
People are lost
Nothing to find
All looking inside
A mobile phone
You Say hello
You might get a groan
All seem to be in a
World of there own
Thousands of likes
But there all alone
They will not know
The colour of skies
Awareness is dead
As Mother Nature
Cries

Musical notes
With out
A stave,
Walking dead
Who have
No grave.
Chains lacking
Lock and key
Lost in time
That’s only me.
Cuckoo clock
Who’s lost its
Chime
A criminal
Who can’t
Find a Crime
All of these
things
Lost in time.
Old sea dog
Lost at sea
Serial killers
Never to be free.
Ladders without
A single rung
A song
with no
Lyrics
can’t be
Sung.
Loneliness
lost in time,
The cuckoo clock
Who’s lost all time.

I begged
You to stay
Even though
You played away
The love
I kept
The rug on
Which  we slept
Will always
Be there
Please comeback
And let us share.
Who am I
To ask this of you
These cold nights
I feel so blue
If you will not
Come back to I
I have no more
Tears to cry
I’m by my self
I shall rest
Sleep and wish
You all the best.

Lost as lost
As lost can be
Squares are
Fitting into circles,
This is confusing me.
Running thoughts are
Scattered inside
My  broken mind
Life has flipped and
Gone unkind,
The scent of my lover
I shall not smell
The unforgivable *****
Ran off to hell.
She needed a devil
She needed fun but
Im going for a coffee
And a hot cross bun.

Lost in a movie
I am really there
Im wandering
Empty cinemas
With ***** chairs.
I am living inside a
Worn out script
Acting in horrors
Wandering in crypts.
Acting characters
Some are shady
Still wandering
Empty cinemas
To find my leading
Lady

You have
A good heart
In an ugly body
Even your
wheelchair smells
Just a bit to shoddy
I to have
A good heart
And an ugly body
My wheelchair
Stinks and to is
Rather shoddy.
Two smelly wheelchairs
Two good hearts
In loving terms
Thats a good start

I burn
I learn
I turn
Love and hate collide
I burn
I learn
I turn
Now you have left my side
I burn
I learn
I turn
Finally Love for you has died

Love is like
A kaleidoscope
Lots of
colours
With,
Heart full
of
Hope.
Feelings are like
A telescope
The more
I see
The more
I cope.
Emotions
are like
A microscope
The bigger
The picture
With lots
of *****.( slides)

I love
These islands
Of love
They call
The Maldives
Lovely place
Lovely people
Beautiful weather
Deep blue sea.
White sand
Between one’s toes
A beautiful place
Where ******’s
Go’s

Farmers like
to muck
the pigs,
Where judges
like the boys
With flowing
wigs.
Where *****
Women keep
An eye out for
You
Now this
is an island
Reality can do.
This love island
Im going to give a bash
Because I’m a ******
With lots l cash.


.

You’ve twisted
My mind
To a point
That I’m blind
Manipulated
Cajoled
In playing
Your role.
Im battered
And torn
Wishing you
We’re never born,
The love of my life
A nasty witch
Can’t wait to
Bury her in a ditch.

To love is to sing in lovers meadows
To love is to burn,to love is to bury
To love is to bleed in lovers eyes
And then ditch them.

Italian eyes
French kiss
Do’s loving
Get better
than this.
Long black dress
Champagne
Cocktails
Bubbly fizz
Do’s loving
Get better
Than this
Sweetness
On a vine
Loving you
Is so divine
Im in heaven
Nothing will
be amiss
Loving don’t get
Better than this.

Your touch
Sends shivers
Down my spine
You are my lover
Sweet taste of wine.

You are the cherry
On the perfect cake
I love you
There’s no
Mistake

I have no lies
Only truths
Always open
Never aloof

Lips on lips
Skin on skin
Warmth of a touch
Warms me within.

Both
Being deaf
Both
Being blind
Having touch
That’s just fine

Imagination,
Our hearts
Entwine
Together
We make up
Our own
Sunshine.

Our skies
Are dark
We don’t
Have much
We get our
Loving
Simply through
Touch

Sweet.

Sweet Marie
Girl of my dreams,
Sadistic *****
Classy obscene.
Dream lover
Dressed to ****,
Nymphomaniac
She loves to thrill.
Cyanide lips
Fantastic *******,
*** on the agenda
Was a daily fest.
I am her medicine
Lucky old me,
Im in her clutches
Never wanting to be free.

Sweet Marie
Girl of my dream
Sadistic *****
Classy obscene.
dream lover
Dressed to ****
Nymphomaniac
She loves to thrill.
Cyanide lips
To die for *******
*** on thee agenda
A daily fest.
I'm her medicine
Lucky ole me
I'm in her clutches
Never wanting to be free
Hey **

I met  a lady
Seemed so sweet
She oozed class
From her
head to her feet.
She opened her gate
I took the bait,
Then all of a sudden
I was covered in fear,
I had become another
One of her souvenir’s
Being lured by her
Gate of hell.
Meeting sweet ladies
Sometimes you just
Can’t  tell.

Knew a girl
Called Mabel
Two wooden
Legs short
Of a table.
Legs made of
Ash
She made some
Cash
By drinking
People under
The table.

Vampires and ghouls
They seemed so cool
They took me for a
Simple fool,
They made a mistake
To let me in
This is where the
Story begins,
See I was evil my
Blood was not red
I needed to feed
From the walking dead.
Vampires and ghouls
They are lovely prey
They let me in now
Can’t get away
For a simple fool
The dead do now
Cower to me
All this evil makes me
Free

Seeing the world
In a different way
The monster inside
Wants to come
Out and play.
They said I was
Nice
They paid the price
My captives dressed
In white.

I’m a little sweetie pie
Adoring Jekyll
And Hyde
Injections three times
A day
I made those **** holes
Cry.

In my wheelhouse
I had no light
In my heart
No wrong
No right
Those men in
White coats
Didn’t put up a fight.

Morning chill
Ran down their
Spines
I ate their livers
And drunk there
Blood
All my life I’ve
Been misunderstood.