The Wanderer


What land is this stretched out before me?
I am forever lost inside a world of hatred, hunted by their vengeance.
Trusting in no one but myself inside this Hell;
I find myself wandering in search of a saviour to offer me guidance.
I beg, I plead; I foretell a future with an unbroken promise,
If I am to be blessed with sight, when I am blind to all witness.


I confess I am lonely in such a barren place;
I fall detached from any form of comely shaped temptress, blaming all.
I am unworthy of your anger, for I am invisible to any kindness;
I seek some meaning inside this world,
But I see no way of becoming disenthralled.


A dark ranger stalks my footsteps;
I shall be captured and added to the prisoners of hopelessness.
Pain reigned, so I sought shelter within a drug.
Now all I am is lost in the wilderness and all I can do is wander on.


Could I have foreseen this foretold future?
Was it written down for me to read?
Is there any way I can fix my existence with a simple suture?
I need a loophole in my downfall, in which I can believe in,
So that I can put my faith in the hope that one day I shall be set free.


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Reminder


You are a reminder of her death;
It’s time I started seeing you as a reminder of her life.
Time takes its toll as it takes every last breath,
But I am unworthy of passing judgment on you, her wife.


So I will no longer dislike being in your presence;
I shall accept the good side of this relationship
And remember the good times the three of us have shared.
I think it is time for us to rebuild this friendship.


In youth we are learning and in old age we repent;
It is too late now to say the words that I should have said,
But maybe with you I will have a second chance;
Another day to say sorry and tell you of my regrets.


Your love is your own and her love was a beaming light;
In the darkest of nights I still see her smile.
She passed through this world and lived too fast to die,
But we shall always have the memory of her
And she will always be at our side.


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A little respect


You and I, we have got a good thing going;
Don’t you think it’s time for you to be showing,
Me a little respect and changing your ways?
I have had enough of being the fool who you degrade.


Why do you stay with me and then do that?
Why do you feel the need to treat me so bad?
Just go, leave me alone, stop hurting me, get gone!
I’ve taken enough of your lies to write a thousand bitter love songs.


You don’t respect me enough to hate me,
So why do you have to treat me so shady?
Why do you have to do the things you do?
When all I ever tried to do was love you.


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Ghost machine


A ghost in the machine is dragging me away from you;
I’m reaching out for a helping hand, but still I fall away.
Deeply I sink into the ghost machine that only love can ever undo.
I have no escape from this reality; I need you to be my saving grace.


I can only be set free from my fate by a thing called love.
The ghost machine is calling me towards its claws.
Iron wheels, turn spikes of steel and I am lost in all ways.
Love is the only chance I have of ever finding my way.
Pull me out of this eternal end of all that is;
Hold my hand and release me from the certainty of me.


All the ghost machine wants to do is turn me into a ghost;
But I am in need of more life.
I am in need of your love now, more than you could possibly know.
Release me from myself; keep my hope alive.


All love can do, is give me the chance to live;
Set me free from the ghost machine.
I cannot let myself slip away into the never;
I have no wish to be lost in the arms of the ghost machine forever.
I want to live and love is my only salvation.
Set me free from the fall;
The end of all…
My timeless love has been stolen.
Turn back the clock.
Help me to find what it is I have lost.


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The Snowman


The Snowman stands there day and night;
His arms are outstretched to welcome all to the house.
He was created by a dream of him coming to life.
One day he will fade away, but he is not yet gone into the clouds.


When all becomes bright once more and the sun continuously shines,
The Snowman, unfortunately, will no longer be alive;
But he makes us smile because of what could be.
He could fly with us through the air, if we truly believe.


His carrot nose and coal for eyes,
Brings a smile to our faces as we build him a smile.
His arms are sticks, because of the stick men we have seen.
We had fun building him; there was enough snow to have built three.


We gave him a hat to keep him warm;
A scarf was placed around his neck as well.
The pieces of coal we used, to give his coat some buttons.
He looks to be in good health.


But nothing lasts and one day he will melt away.
We have only just created him, so we do not think about that time…
Maybe he will be able to stay.
He waves at us through the window as we close the curtains at night.
We wave him goodbye, before going to bed; he is now out of sight.
But he is still on our minds and as we close our eyes;
He is happy being outside.
Staring off into the distance;
What does he think of as he stands there beneath the full moon light?


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My Medusa


Throwing words away into the ether,
In search of a seeker.
Did you meet her?  Have you seen her?
Does she still believe the holes in her net are catching no suitor?


My Medusa is caught in a mirror.
A reflection of her former self; from sweet heart to sinner.
Now cast in stone are her army of lovers,
All standing proud, never moving on;
Trapped inside her thoughts forever,
Deep in their endless slumber; never completely gone.


All memories compared to me;
All seem to win eventually.
Surrounded by snakes; her endless din,
Are screaming at me, to go on, leave!


But love is my shield,
I trust in her virtue.
I must confess the way she makes me feel;
I must suggest a rendezvous.


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The sunshine days


I need to remind you of happiness, because I am so sad.
I will talk about feeling sunshine and even I will try to laugh.
I will talk about love because it puts a smile on my face;
Can you picture the moment you met,
Which lead up to a first embrace?


The first time you kissed, the moment you fell in love;
These are your memories of times that were once good.
The first time you heard this song,
When we were so young and carefree.
Oh how I long for the way things used to be.


The first time they said I love you;
The first time you said it to them.
Already knowing how they felt about you,
So free to speak without regret.


The moment you realized you had a love that you knew would last.
I hope you always find what you need to make you laugh.
The old familiar comedian, your friend’s jokes or your kids.
Whatever makes you smile is surely worth it.


You know what would make you happy
And one day that thing you will see
And if you cannot get what you need right now,
Then continue to believe.
The love you need will find you.
One day you will have more cash,
So you can buy the things you want to have
And you will no longer feel so sad.


You will find the job you always wanted
And marry the one that you love.
You will have the family you always dreamed about
And you will be able to travel the world.
You will buy that house and own that car,
If material things are what you want.
I wish for this to all happen for you
And if it can never happen,
Then please know you are loved
And if I could I would wave a magic wand.


I want you to be happy;
If I could I would take away all your pain.
I want to pretend things will be good in the end;
These are the sunshine days…
There will always be plenty of time for rain.


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Just holding on


I’ve been spinning around;
I’m so lost in this town.
Still trying to find perfection;
Looking for direction.
I need a guiding hand to push me like you mean it!
I want you to help me, to tell me exactly what I need to be!


Still searching, still searching; why can I not have love?
I am forever failing in my endless searching,
For that thing that everybody else does.
Fading in and out of life as today’s people just pass me by on their way,
Without a ‘Howdy do’; I never hear a word that they say.


Words of wisdom mean nothing to an amoeba who cannot hear.
All your helpful secrets you keep inside, while pushing me so far away.
When all I need is for you to pull me near,
I see you successfully running your life into the ground
And leaving me to my own pain.


I cannot speak about thoughts that I can never let myself speak out.
I keep my ******* lock-box when all I want to do is shout!
All of this it eats away at all of my love, but never my pain.
I feel the same old sting of insecurity every single day.
So scared of falling to pieces; no faith left in my brain.


All I keep inside just leaves me to cry.
The agony of being me!
This loser, freak, shall forever be nobody.
Holding on by only fingertips;
Just holding on to shattered reality pieces.
Holding on by fingertips…
One day soon I will surely slip.


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You never mind


Sign your name in blood, or just give up.
What it is you think you need, will never be enough.
Think for yourself or get some help;
Throw away all of your wealth.


Iron all your clothes; ***** it up.
Fashion is not enough to be just.
Say that you care; brush your hair.
Give no help when they need you to be there.


Stay locked inside; go out and hide,
From all the love you never mind.
If it’s enough, then give it up;
Love is just a ball of miss-trust.


Kick it out; hold it close.
Never believe, it’s time to go.
Hold it in; let it out.
Thoughts are never completely in the here and now.


Act on instinct; become extinct.
Pick yourself up or let go and sink.
Open door’s to other worlds.
Close your eyes to all before.


Never say what you mean;
Never say what is not clean.
Life is a dream; reality is only ever fantasy.
Pick a lock to their heart; open up and leave yourself starved.
Carve your names into a tree…
Are you exactly what you wanted to be?


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Ash


Existence has turned into ash.

The day has become night;
There are no stars in the sky
And the chapel rings no sound at all.
Everything is sad in my world.


The haunting voice of the man with the scythe;
There is no light in these darkest of times.
No butterflies; only flies.
The train slowly rolls along the lines.


No people to be seen;
Is this all a bad dream?
Or a place where I have nowhere else to go?
I am left hopeless without my hope.


There is smoke in the air;
The smell sinks into my lungs.
No radio message; no song to be sung.
Just a requiem written on a wall;
Graffiti art spells out ‘A lifetime is so short.’


When I think of my time, just a second in creation;
Another second of life, a final second and then an ocean,
Where all is sinking away.
Everything is lost to never be seen again.


At the bottom of this ocean there are only bones,
Of those who sailed; they never made it home.
Princes and pirates;
Novices and navigators.
None know the answers;
Nobody to say see you later.

In the end all things they must go…


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Antihero


An old stone built tower stands above all on the skyline;
The curves of its body twisting spiral’s in the air.
The moon shines around its peak, which reaches up so very high.
It is surrounded by a castle keep,
That is an image of a burnt out nightmare.


The castle walls are in pieces, like its people,
Cannon fodder their game.
The drawbridge has fallen, but the iron gate still remains.
The shadows in the night speak of a desire to be the enemy within.
The voices of the fallen spit out their final endless scream’s.


The sound of war is upon the castle door.
No more escape for its inhabitants,
Apart from those who are fleeing through the century old tunnel.
The secret passage to a way away from all the savage.
The army continues to do battle, at the top of ladders and ramparts.
All have been affected by this battle’s damage.


The sorcerer of this cursed land,
Stands in the furthest, most high room,
Shooting lightning at the wall tops as the chaos reigns below,
Where all is doom
And in a final decisive action,
The sorcerer reads from his ******* book;
The ground shakes, the fire falls and all enemy are shook
And thrown from their steeds in front of the castle gate.
In pieces they bleed and from the tops of the castle walls,
Those who are falling will never be saved.
They crash to the floor and become no more.
The sorcerer falls to his knees, exhausted of power,
But he has put an end to this midnight war.


No protection was given by the enemies armour.
Their swords and shields crashed loudly as they hit the ground.
The enemy is no longer the invading warrior;
They are all running in fear and their last sounds are all dying out.


As the sorcerer takes the final step down from his twisted tower,
He pushes open the thick oak wooden door.
As he walks out into the open air courtyard his face is a glower;
No living enemy can be seen, because the enemy are no more.


His men are all cheering and shouting his name,
But the sorcerer is not laughing with them, for he has a plan.
He tells them this morrow they will all fight again,
So they must all prepare to once more stand.


Some voices of discontent whisper within the ranks;
Some of them openly criticize his view.
As he creates a ball of flame that hovers above the palm of his hand,
They all realize he has been their antihero
And he could be their demise too…if he chooses to.


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The Trapper


Through the deepest snow, I somehow carry myself forward.
In a biting cold wind that blows me back.
No other sound to be heard.
I have to find an animal to put in my knapsack.


With boots of old, made from a fallen foe.
The bear that once roared so loudly; roars no more.
At ten foot tall, he shrank my heart,
But the spear struck and he crashed down to the floor.
A cloud of ice burst up from all around his empty life;
This sorry sight is no longer the dreaded claw.


The darkness surrounds me; the burning fire my only companion.
Alone I travel, without rest, until the end of the campaign.


No dreams of peace, no calming presence,
Just hardship and cold ale; death is my only witness.
He follows my trail of footsteps, left behind to fade,
As the ice falls down upon me from all around;
This place is an ice sheet…I cannot let it be my grave.


The snow buries the landscape and erases all the memories.
This fairy tale image; half covered trees and lost wishes,
Of long forgotten beasts and long forgotten times.
All are left behind to rot, without record or witness.


No soul has passed through here in a thousand years.
No humanity to be found within a thousand miles;
As wolves howl in the distance, to spread their fear,
A sound in the air from the wings of an unseen flier.


The flies appear from nowhere to feed upon the animal;
It no longer has the will to have any desire.
No feelings at all, all meat stripped from the bones;
The body found by accident, as I fell through a hole in the snow.


This hidden bear cave, beneath the foot.
My bed for this night only; death is kept back, for once.
He cannot take me tonight; maybe tomorrow he will succeed,
For I am endlessly betwixt and in between,
The shivers that will end me and the rotten luck!
That leaves me to exist, as one of the living.


No future dreams; no hope of finding sanity.
I see ghosts in the shadows; they are haunting me
And as I finally collapse to my knees,
Before the giant that I must pass.
I pray for some guidance through the mountain;
A secret tunnel, perhaps?
Or maybe there will be a way to be carried upon high,
By angel wings; allow me to fly.


But the journey I take is along the hardest of ways
And I either keep on moving forwards on the trail of my prey,
Or I resign to this living and prepare myself to die.
A trapper’s life is to hunt the stalking beast;
It moves in the shadows, so I must too.
If I am to survive…first I must find something to eat.


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Love does not know my name


No memories.
I have forgotten all those things that we said.
No time machine,
To bring back those times;
Those good times we shared inside my head.


I never did grow up or find a love worth all the trying.
I never did get better with time; I hate always crying.
I never did change;
I’m still the same.
I’m still the same as I ever was
And I have no face.
I’m just another unknown;
I am unknown to love.
Love does not know my name,
But my need to find love has never gone away.


Please give me a name;
Let me become a somebody to someone.
Please give me a change.
A chance to show that I could be something somebody really wants.


If I am without a name,
Then what will become of all the poetry that I wrote?
If I live in vain;
Why is there no way to overload?
This love burden I have,
It weighs me down…
And I am just a man.


Fix me with her.
Fix me up or knock me to my knees.
Give me a shot;
Just one more chance to find a way to breathe.


If I have no name,
Then how will I ever find my way back home?
If I have no name,
Then tell me what do you think they will write upon my resting stone?


No time machine…
Time never heals an empty head.
No memories…
Only love can ever help me to find myself again.


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A million more chances


Some people they get to live forever;
Some people do not have the same luck.
I want to go on until the other end of the never,
But fate has decided my time is up.


If only I had a million more chances.
A million more attempts to live life to the full.
Maybe I could find the antidote;
If only I could read every single book.


If only I could; if only.
Maybe I would not have to feel so lonely,
Because nobody understands the pain that is my life!
I am not and never will be ready to walk into the light.


My hope is in Pandora’s box;
I wish I could just pick that lock,
But I cannot, for the fear is too strong.
I guess this is my lot.


Exhausted from the thought of it all;
No key to be found to walk through a sliding door.
In a life so short, why was it all such a chore?
A battle for life; a love I never saw.
I only glimpsed at what could have been,
But now that desire has gone; I have lost everything.


I could never try, without somebody at my side.
I cry all the time, because all I want is a life
And a love life too; is that too much to ask?
Please do not take this all from me.
Please do not take it all back.


As the depression kicks in,
I sink into the abyss.
The loneliness of me, the pity, the lost wishes;
Let me live.
If this is what must be, then why must it be me?
I want to live, I want to live;
I want to be set free.


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Oxygen


I’m breathing oxygen into my bones.
How can I help myself, when I cannot love alone?
Bubbles flow through every wire;
Microbubbles flow through every vein.
I need to breathe your love into my heart,
So I can feel alive once again.


Broken thoughts wait to be repaired
And understood,
Until they appear in your view.
Waiting on a memory to come into focus;
Do I whisper or shout a prayer?
I would make my destiny appear to be in my hands,
If I only knew…


All I see are random images.
Random pictures, random memories,
Written down like a crossword clue;
I breathe out my thoughts, as I breathe in you.
A wish to improve us in this moment in time;
I’m breathing in oxygen.  I’m breathing out life.


I’m just breathing oxygen;
I’m breathing oxygen…
Still searching for new memories, I hope I am still alive in your eyes.
Chasing my future, when I am so weak; I have never seen my optimum.
I’m breathing life into my day; I’m floating into the light.
Up through the water currents, I am rising with the sea;
My heads bursts through the barrier and I can, at last, breathe.


If breathing is all that I can do,
Then I will breathe for you too, if you need me to.
If love is all that I can give,
Then I hope my love helps you to once more breathe.
Let me breathe into you the oxygen you need,
To love this life that we live.


(C)2017 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.

Burn


Poetry is my self-portrait, for all the world to see.
I show you my every thought and wonder about yours.
What do you read into me?


Are we all, all we could have been,
If we have never tried to study our dreams
And chased them through to the conclusion?
Why is love such an optical illusion?


What would I be if I chose to never write again?
If wishes are real,
Then why can we not all feel the need to love another?  
Why is it so easy to just throw it all away?
Such a waste and expectations so unreal;
Lovers always find new lovers.


Surrealist art shows an image from inside,
A dysfunctional mind, that slips and slides as worlds collide
And atoms separate.
Who is to say what is first-rate?
Who is last to take their place?
Who is humble enough to have nothing to say,
But are happy to wait, to be given their way?
Their way to go; a way to be.
A way to avoid the shared misery.


Pull me out of this slumber, for my mind is awake
And I cannot wait to try again, to brighten up my miserable face.
I used to smile a long time ago,
But those days are far away from me now and I can see no return,
But hopefully with just a little bit more hope,
I can ignite my future and leave my past behind to burn.


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Staring into the deep


Life is a metaphor and I am simply its ball.
I bounce off walls and as I rise, I fall.
Just looking for the right time to say the right word,
Because it would feel so wrong if I let myself fail
And my words were never heard.


Life is a story, never foreseen and never before told.
It is still being written and we are still on the right road.
A long way from home, heading into the unknown.
I cannot afford to be close to you, because of all the charity I owe.


An image of a scarecrow drifts into my mind,
To remind me of a scarier time that made me impulsively act alive.
I saw the signs; I have to sigh,
To let it all go, by leaving it all behind.


When I am gone, my writings will remain, I hope,
Because all I know is how to be honest and how to never grow old.
A war and peace of trying to become all that I can,
Could be lost in an instant, if I am not given a second chance.
I hold on tight to the belief in what I write,
Because I am only alive as a word upon a line.


Love is awesome; I am not.
Point my finger at the side of my own head,
Shout bang aloud to the sound of a shot.
Fall to my knees to grieve the loss of all I did.
As I stare into a mind that looks like a hall of mirrors.
My thoughts all say
“I am with stupid.”


Many faces have lived my life;
Many tongues will tell my tale.
Many choices I have tried to get right,
But I have no cure to my success in the fail.


Slippery when wet, so hold on tight,
I would never want you to fall over.
I have my crutch to lift me up;
A cure to getting older.


Love is a balloon and you are all playing with pins.
Pop goes the feeble.
You have lost all that which once was…
Now all there is; is the sequel.


Inside my chest a heart of the ocean is buried,
So deep beneath, that it may never become married.
But love is so warm; such joy! Another say cheese moment to be found.
Dreaming of an everlasting, while keeping my feet on solid ground.


A promise sworn; no need to be scared.
Life is a sea of fishes,
So collect your entitlement to love;
For they will always be there.


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Sitting on a mountain.


This mountain top has no sounds.
No distractions anywhere to be found.
I plant my feet on solid ground.
The sky is hidden behind nimbus clouds.


No human to be seen from this vantage point.
No voice to be heard;
I am mute, apart from my aching joints,
That crack in unison with my pain.
No energy left to voyage again, so here I will stay.


It’s a long way down without a bobsleigh,
So here I will stay; will I build myself a grave?
Or regain my pace and once more join the rat race?
Who is to know?  Who is to say?


The sunlight is fading to be replaced by half a moon;
Snow is all around, but this is no Billy Mack tune.
I am all out of prunes.
Provisions were all, gone too soon.


Water for air, but no meals to dine.
No rescue helicopter flies up above me in the skies.
Water for eyes, but no scrap for me to build a sledge.
It’s a long way down to have no regrets.


Holding on to staying alive; tent is waving, I am blowing steam.
Water for eyes; is this really all just a bad dream?
I scream into the air, but there is nobody there
And I am without a deep breath to be heard down there.


No avalanche is coming to pass;
Still no way down and no turning back.
Water for air; water for eyes.
My kingdom for a burger, a milk shake and some fries.
Cannot just roll down to the bottom of this hill.
All things have been killed by the endless wind chill.


Minus degrees plus high wind speeds,
Equals the end of me; oh, sweet sanctuary.
Continuously, I seek to see the escalator,
To the bottom of this mountain peak.


Inside my tent the world disappears.
Who knows what tomorrow will bring?
Will I still be here?


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You are the best


Please give me all your knowledge, I have too much I need to learn.
Teach me about words; become my way of life college.
There are only so many ways that I can talk about her.

Inspire me to become better, I am chasing those stars.
I am still a poetry novice
And I don’t have the time to take your journey to get to where you are.


Patience is something I have never had,
Because I need this so badly!  I want to be write.
I want to right and imagine a good time, not this bad
And I am without the road map to be able to share your spot light.


In magazines I see your faces and inside my mind I cherish your words.
I need your advice to help me to find my own way,
To cure this heart that still hurts.
It longs to be loved for doing the thing that I love
And I am so desperate to leave this home life behind me;
I have had enough.
But I have no idea as to how do I become good?


No, good is insufficient to explain the passion in my soul.
I need to be spectacular, unbelievable, great, amazing and wow!
I want to be one of the best, so I need to find my way to go.
What do I need to change, or do?  Tell me so that I can know.


I do all I can at the moment to write all the poetry that I can,
But it will never be enough until people need what I say.
I cannot sing, but I want a rock and roll life of a band
And if I have a book published,
It would show me the way, to find my way.


Am I taking the right route?  Do I push on through?
What will it take to get my message through to you?
If all it can be is a hobby, without success,
Then at least I can say when I write my poetry,
That I have always been true to myself
And I have been able to show you what goes on inside my head.


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Life is a tragedy


She lives in the shadows,
With no-one on her side.
She has always been down there;
She carries the pain behind those eyes.


She sings of melancholy,
Whilst wearing a smile.
She dreams her life will change,
But she will always live in the fire.


Her future is tragic
And everyone but her knows.
She is surrounded by friends,
But she is all alone.


She drinks from a bottle,
To forget her thoughts.
She sings from her black soul
And who would have thought?


Now she is gone from us;
We always knew this day would come.
The drink and drugs were her bullets;
Her life and thoughts were her gun.


She speaks in riddles,
In lines we can hear.
Her voice has the echoes,
Of a thousand years.


(C)2016 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.

Close enough to criticize.


Poems are like women and poems are like men; beauty is unique.
You don’t know what will attract someone to read your poem and to see.
A poem one person may be bored of reading, may inspire someone else;
So I will continue to write what I want to,
Because I simply write to please myself.


If this poem is not for you, then I apologize for wasting your time;
But there are things inside my head,
That need to be let out of the darkness and into the light.
Up, up and away!  They are written down and then they are gone!
In a place without a landscape,
Who will decide what is right and what is wrong?


The critics critique; I simply speak.
In this land of written words, I can only be a conduit.
Imagination without shackles;
Any subject can be tackled.
Use a pen, not a fist and you will have your freedom and find peace.


A word like integrity, a thought unleashed!
Poetry is the beauty; the negative reply comes from a beast.
A prince of charm in search of love;
A princess of empathy sure would be good.


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Turn the page


Inside this mind a thought is formed,
Then cast aside to remain no more.
A lightning bolt inside a storm;
My memory returns as if it was before.


So words are said to set us free
And they do, as I tell you the tale of me.
Myself and I are a symbiotic personality.
My mind, body and soul create poetry.


Succinct when in sync,
Through these stories I speak.
The boy, now a man,
Is forever becoming more unique.


This life is too short and time is no friend;
The watcher is watching and waiting for the end,
But he shall remain unfulfilled, on that you can depend,
Because I have much more to do, before I ascend.


My soul has grown weary and needs to speak out.
Protest, or suggest; a way to remove the doubt.
Many have come before me, so I have no need to shout;
We are close now, so I can whisper and you shall hear aloud.


Minds are for changing and I am no longer the same;
I have passed through the dark times, I have turned the page.
The rain has stopped falling and even now I remain,
A poet, the poet; unheard of…
But one day you will know my name.


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Say what you mean


Human spirit, man of the hour;
Mirror shatters, sun and showers.
Picture of youth lost in a fire,
Summer is gone, now is the hour.


Living alone brings peace of mind;
I need a piece of pie to feed my hunger.
Live forever seems like punishment to me,
I’m scared of death endlessly; it is the curse I am under.


Write down your thoughts to remember the good times,
Write down your thoughts to heal the bad.
Say what you mean when you want to say something,
Think about what it is you are trying to say.


Life is a laugh if you are happy on the inside;
Keep a smile on your face so they don’t know how you really feel.


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More


The more you write, the more you will be able to write.
The more you do, the easier it will be to do.
The more you try, the less you will need to try.
The more you read, the more you will write.
The more you hear, the more you will be able to see.
This is my way to write poetry.


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Love is not unconditional


Love is not unconditional,
Love is not unconditional,
Love is not unconditional.
Even love has laws;
Yeah even love has laws.


And if there’s just one thing to learn today,
If there’s just one thing you should hear.
Then let’s hope you remain faithful,
Then I will remain near.
But if you break loves laws, by breaking my heart,
Then you and I and love itself, will sadly have to part.


No love is made here anymore,
No love is made here anymore,
No love is made here anymore.
It’s just a fading memory, a thing I once thought.


All the things we never did,
All the words we never said.
All the ******* we have to deal with,
All the times we could never forget.


All I wanted to be, was inside your heart,
All I wanted to be, was inside your heart,
All I wanted to be, was inside your heart;
But you smashed us in two and broke our love apart.


Love, love, love, love, love is dead.
Love, love, love, love, love is dead.
Love, love, love, love, love is dead.
Love is dead, inside my bed and my head.


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Poetry is my drug.


Poetry is my drug of choice;
It gives me a buzz, it gives me a voice.
It keeps me awake, when I really should be sleeping;
Poetry is my drug and it keeps me dreaming.


Fantastic images within my mind,
Help me to find the correct line.
Who was I before I taught myself how to rhyme?
I may not understand why,
But I am becoming a better man, with time.


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Mood swings.


First thing in the morning,
I want to sing I love you to the world.
By the mid-afternoon, I wish it would rain atom bombs.


By the evening, I follow a horizontal mood path
And pray to fall asleep, before midnight,
When my depression I know will come back.


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The world we live on


The dinosaurs are dead, frozen in place;
They have gone, to never be replaced.


There is a sinkhole in our planet
And it swallows all beauty within it.
What is happening to our world before our eyes?
And why are we doing nothing to stop it?


We are in the eye of the storm,
We have safety in numbers.
There is a maelstrom so powerful it is eating up the waves
And drowning all the fishes.


A great blue hole in the ocean swallows the water down a whirlpool;
Where is the ocean going?
We have harvested the world of all its goodness
And the human consumption rate is still growing.


The world is dying and we are not crying,
Because it is someone else’s problem.
We are safe in this lifetime,
But our children’s children will die,
Because they have no oxygen.


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Looking at love alone


All I see in this darkness are the fires burning in the distance;
Dreams disappear with the smoke formed from former wishes.
Life is a cartoon and we are animals of circumstance;
What have I become without a real romance?


Long live the death of love;
Leave me to grieve alone, to rot and to rust.
Please take me far faraway from lust;
I have no empathy for a feeling I can no longer trust.


You saw me looking at love alone;
You saw me weeping and decided I was the one.
A joke to tell me, a conversation we had never had;
I wonder how you knew how I felt,
When I had never told you about that.


Somehow I know that you are always near;
When I come home you are always here.
But not tonight, the lights are turned off;
Now I weep into a wine glass, as the misery reappears.


These things we do,
These things we say,
Bring us forever closer to drifting away.


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I don’t believe in love


I don’t believe in love anymore;
I don’t see anyone worth fighting for.
I don’t remember the last time I was in love…
I want someone who is unforgettable.


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Beauty


We admire beauty as we revere art;
We seek beautiful things to adorn our homes.
We crave to have an attraction on our arms,
So we can show our success to those who have none.


We want to love beauty;
We want a beautiful love.
We search for something purely pretty enough,
That it makes all else look so dull.


Her face lights up a room every time she smiles;
Her beauty is blinding and my feelings I cannot hide.
Her mind is an ***** that needs stimulation;
Her hair an extension of that undeniable attraction.
Her beauty is on show and it leads her forward;
Wolves whistle when she walks on by
And my thoughts are never spoken and never heard.


I want to see a world that is more spectacular;
More vivid to my eyes.
I want to find a beauty within the vernacular,
So even I can write something beautiful and make myself smile.


I see a beautiful truth inside of your heart;
I hope it wants to leap out and grab hold of my life.
I tell myself it could, to accept the fact that we are forever apart,
Because the thought of never holding you,
Is a tragedy inside my mind.


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Eyes


Dark and dreary, leave me here bleeding;
Living in the dirt was never meant to be easy.
Broken in three, I was never allowed to be free,
From the shackles of your society.


Down and out and I couldn’t care less;
I will never try to pass your test.
I need no acceptance; it is of no consequence.
All that matters are my ideals and finding the next sentence.


Leave me howling at a full moon surrounded by women in black;
There are whispers in the air
And they speak of dancing naked under moonlight.
No owl to be found to ask a word of wisdom, I catch my breath;
Surrounded in the darkness with a flash of flesh,
I am carried away to a place of pleasure in the middle of the night.


Wearing black to not fit in and not caring if we stand out.
Pop is trash; all they ever do is whisper so they can shout.
In the night we are lost, never to be found inside your thoughts.
Cook your food in your no picture apron and say oh my, somebody calls.


Society is made from gravity, but a poet cannot be kept down.
We must fly, so give us immunity; I cannot be, fall in line here and now.
Can’t be late, we must pay, we cannot say, we cannot be;
All we want is to be allowed to speak,
But the laws of life keep us from revealing our poetry.


Still the sound in the night, a revolution in the air.
Politics, it’s all tricks; it is here and it is there.
Corruption is everywhere; they are all wrong, but do they even care?
Welfare state, what a state, this is what leaves me falling down
And all they can do is stare.


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Madness


Think of me walking through an empty field…
Staring at the sun, staring into the blue;
Searching for you.
In a sky so empty of anything with such beauty;
This life has no mysteries left to be revealed.


Rain, rain; go away.
Come again another day.
Bring with you her love and I will happily stay;
Come back empty handed and I shall leave you to your happiness
And I will never be seen again.


In a room of broken mirrors, I am happy at last.
Now I can see my mind clearly; it is full of cracks.
There lies my mind; because of the lies, it is shattered.
Chasing madness, chasing memories; chasing pavements.
I have been battered.
Bruised by love again and never truly healed;
I walk amongst the poppies, lost inside this field.


I went out of my mind and found religion;
I guess I needed something I could dive right into.
I wondered if I would ever again be fixed;
Once shy, forever bitten.
A dog barks, a farmer farms and the cow goes moo.


Searching for answers;
Searching for sanity.
Searching for anybody who can help me;
Searching for a remedy.


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Love true


When my wife and I were young, we had a thousand dreams;
I remember watching the fish swim as I walked alongside a stream.
I have always dreamed of infinity;
Believing in everything…


Then as we got older we searched for love;
So many times we were out of luck,
But eventually we did grow up.
We found each other in the end
And we each had somebody we could always hug…


They say that we are adults now.
We still feel like we are young and don’t know how,
To act our age.
We have only ever acted like clowns; always messing around.
We used to talk about how we were going to leave this town…


We take a job, it’s no career.
We are speaking loud but nobody can hear.
We are sending thoughts out into the atmosphere;
No discovery made, so I guess we will be staying here…


We were singing in a friend’s café;
Just watching memories of people going about their day.
At the end of the night we would spend our pay,
On a drink or two with friends, before we went to work the next day…


When we fell in love we had no money to spare,
But we got married somehow with all our friends and family there.
No fairytale wedding, but we didn’t care,
Because we had true love, so we were walking on air…


Years later as the aeroplane landed on the ground,
We were back to our old life, with the old familiar sounds;
The same old smells, but with new stories to tell.
We were home at last; the honeymoon was over
And we were back to reality in the here and now…


Through a thousand nights we carried on
And then we knew what it was to be loved by our new son;
Our shining sun
And as the years flew by, he soon grew up…


He’s married now with a child of his own;
He always takes the time to pick up the phone.
He tells me that they are all coming home.
It’s Christmas Eve; he asks me “Where else would we want to go?”


As I sit here with the love of my life
And the son we had and his wonderful wife;
I sit and watch them putting more coal onto the fire.
I close my eyes and I feel warm inside, so I smile…


They’re crying now, but I have lived;
I grew old and grey and had a wonderful son and grand kid.
The love of my life, she never did leave.
Death comes for us all, eventually.
But I had my time
And at least I can say,
That I am grateful for everything, that I experienced on the way.


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Marriage


We should go on a date; I won’t be late.
Then you should go drinking with your mates.
Tell them to meet you at eight.
If that night you meet somebody else,
Then you decide you want to be with me,
We could maybe make it last six months,
If we are very lucky.


But if you get drunk and decide I am the one,
That you truly want to be with;
Then I will love you for a lifetime.
Maybe one day would could raise our kids,
To believe in love, just like we did…this time.


I only need one love;
That is all I am searching for.
There are many doors we could go through,
Many choices to make before,
I decide and you decide if we have found the truth.


I wish you all the best with your search;
I hope you find somebody who makes you feel loved.
I sincerely say I want you to be happy;
You uncertainly say, you would like a family, maybe.
I hope you find whatever you are searching for;
I want to find true love with you, for good.
I want a woman I adore.


If you choose me,
Then I choose you too.
The choice is yours…
My choice is,
I do.


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Forever delayed


I feel like I am a thousand years old.
I am running on empty, overload.
Back aches, legs ache,
Arms ache, head-aches.
My brain is tired,
I am going to get fired,
Or find a way,
For death to be,
Forever delayed.


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Evolve to control.


When I have written my thousandth poem,
My work will be done.
Things will change after that
And I will make every poem I write after that, better than this one.


I will strive for perfection
And dedicate more time to each poem I write,
Because I cannot accept being just good enough;
I want to be the best I can be.
I want my poetry to become the meaning of my life.


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Love is eclectic


Love is eclectic;
Fire heart;
Lone star…
Afar.


Love is a gesture.
Open doors;
Pull back the chair for,
The romance of it all.


Love is a question.
Would you like?
Do you feel alike?
Will you become my bride?


Love is patience.
Try on clothes.
Wait by the phone.
Save up to buy a home.


Love is endless.
Faithful;
Truthful;
Wonderful.


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Searching


I fly through my mind looking for the perfect picture,
But all the images I create are saved for later.
A memory of a film that does not go with this poem;
A thought about a thing, that does not belong in this verse.
So fast I go through my picture perfect slide-show;
No time to go back and remember her.


Just forwards, onward, towards the right words;
No backward step into the unknown.
Just on through those thoughts that I call the not needed,
The never thought of
And the never known.


A limit of time is controlling my adventure,
So now even faster I advance, seeing pictures inside pictures
And further down into my soul I go,
In search of an image made from the artist inside.
In search of hope in this place I call my mind;
The perfect image I am yet to find...


Throw paper to the floor, run through many a varied door,
The end is my goal; it is what I came here for
And then at last I find what I need…
A typewriter on a table,
A comfortable seat,
In a room without distractions,
I can make use of the pictures I have seen
And as I begin to write, I think to myself…
Was this all just a dream?


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All I needed


All that I needed, I just couldn’t get it from you;
I gave you all I had to give and you left me feeling used.
All the love that I gave wilted away and it was left to fall through.
It’s such a shame that we ever loved;
I wish our love had never bloomed.


You have rejected all I had to offer,
So who am I to complain?
I deserve someone so much better,
But still I think of yesterday.


Oh so true, that all I needed,
I needed to get from you.
But you have always known what I needed,
So you used me and left me in the distance,
Still searching for a love that is true.


All I needed to get from you,
Was never there in the first place.
So why do I still suffer inside my mind,
Every time I picture your face?


All I needed, I needed from you;
But you never felt the way that I do,
So now the two of us are through.


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Shields up


My life is a green house
And I am throwing bricks.


I hand you my writings
And I hope one of them sticks.


I am rigor mortis beneath the skin;
Frozen in time, letting nobody in.


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Joy


Love is in the air and today brings the sunshine;
The clouds spread apart before my eyes, revealing paradise.
In just a moment I will begin a new life;
Heaven is full of love and oh so good, that I can tell no lie.


Joy is found everywhere.
It can even be found, when needed, when you never expected it.
Somehow I was able to find joy,
In those days when my life was being wasted.


And now I have risen up on giant eagle wings;
I have flown high above the world, upon this huge beast.
I have been carried up and away into the sky;
All it took to reach this beautiful place was my saving sacrifice.


Now joy I have found, as I am surrounded by this light;
In those darkest of times I doubted, but now I am found.
Upon a cloud I sit with an angel at my side;
She speaks of love, life and magic
And I simply smile, because she is so profound.


I used to believe joy was only falling in love on Earth;
But now I am above you all, I can see everything for what it is worth.
In this new world of beauty, peace and love;
I have found my worth at last and they tell me my heart is good.


I may not always say the sweetest things;
But the things they say are sweet to me.
So who am I to question this place?
When the love radiates, from every face that I see.


No longer those confused faces, down there in your land;
No longer confusion reign’s…now I understand.
No longer together with those I loved down there;
But they will join me in their own time,
So I will be patient and I will always care.


In peace I am found, happy on the inside;
Guardian angels relax in the sunlight and I have all the time.
No need to worry about what will happen in the future;
I can see it, it is beautiful…this is my happily ever after.


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United states


You and I are not so different,
But still we are worlds apart.
You and I are living with each other beneath the same stars.
You and I are different people, living ordinary lives.
You and I live under similar banners;
They tell me mine is a union,
You tell me yours are the stars and stripes.


But what each of us has inside, is the will to change;
The will to try.
What we have together is everything;
The only thing we always need, is more time.


Life is a fleeting illusion of a perfect dream,
Inside a story book fantasy; we each have our own Queens.
Books written for children and adults; the rich and the poor.
We are all capable of many things together, you and I.
We have many common denominators and we all want more.
New York to London and back again;
We are only separated by the sea and the sky.


We are not so different you and I;
They tell me of a union; you tell me of stars and stripes.
So let me read you a poem on this cold dark night,
That will tell us that you and I are not so different.
We are united by television.
Songs and the internet connects us
And we each have stars in our eyes.


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Let’s go.


Still seeking sanctuary, still trapped by gravity.
Still needing everything; I don’t live a life of peace.
These days I have wasted on you; those times I could have changed.
Why am I still stuck to you like glue?
When all I need is a change of pace.


Love faster; I can die when I am old.
I’m way too young to call it a day.
I only have one life for this soul,
So I will seize the day after yesterday.


Come with me or be left behind;
The risk is all yours and all the choices are mine.
If I keep you with me, will you join me as I fly?
And will you help me do something that makes it all worthwhile?


I don’t love you but I do need you right now;
I don’t hate you yet, but give it time.
I don’t care when it is done, or how.
All I know is; I need to do it now.


Last chance, at a saloon of dreams;
The Breakfast Club on a drive-in screen.
Last time that I will be heard or seen;
A gone ghost, I am becoming nothing…don’t you forget about me.


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Anticipation


Lost without you, **** this love thing is hard.
I miss you, I need you; I want you to be here.
I’m so used to having you around to give a warm feeling to my heart.
Without you I am bored and lonely; why can’t you be near?


Every second you are gone feels like a lifetime today;
Every time I think of you I forget all other things.
You are always on my mind and I have so much I need to say.
When you return I will be so happy,
Because I will have what I have sought.


Still checking my phone for a text or a missed call.
The time ticks by so slowly; when will you arrive?
You have already told me your work schedule,
But I am impatient; I can’t wait to see you, my future bride.


We have the rest of our lives to feel this happiness,
But right now I am without you and patience is not a virtue I possess.
Soon you will be home, back in my arms at last;
So I am writing to you to tell you, you are my beautiful temptress.


Our love is continuous until the end of time;
It was written in the script that we should find one another.
I am under your spell, you are beauty personified;
Forever I wish to be your only lover.


And then suddenly, I hear you arrive;
You are back and we are together once more.
Oh joyous celebrations as you fill up my heart and my eyes.
I can see you, I can say I love you; I can feel your love…
You are the woman that I adore.


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If…


If you’ve got to shine, then shine your light on me;
If you’ve got to love, then love me.
If you’ve got to have a life, the live it with me;
If you’ve got to have a dream, then dream of me.


If you think you can make it, then make it with me;
If you really need it, then I need you to need me.
If you want to be with somebody, then be with me;
If you want my emotional honesty, then be honest with me.


If you need to hurt me, then don’t expect to be hurt by me;
If you feel like I don’t deserve you, then you don’t deserve to have me.
If you want to lose me and find someone else, then you will lose me;
If you need to get away to feel free, then you are free to leave.


If you want a real love, then you have to really love me;
If you want me to write about you, then you need to inspire me.
If you are a wrecking ball who destroys love, then you will destroy me.
If you want to be loved and treated properly,
Then treat me with your real love and we will always be happy.


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Sinking


Hit it harder, harder, harder!
Break that, smash that, hit that beat!
Punch it, kick it; make the drum shatter!
This is how the song begins.


When we are lost and in need of guidance,
Music reminds us of who we used to be.
When we are down or surrounded by our friends,
The music gives us a place to sink.


From the gutter to the stage;
Who am I to wish for that?
From the womb to the grave;
The meaning of life is an unknown quantity; an undiscovered track.


Off the rails we crash and burn,
Then we rise up from the dirt.
We find a way to change ourselves
And drag ourselves up from our empty bed;
My place of misery, without her.


Safety in numbers, love is our shield.
Words of a trust broken, never heal.
What are we to become if we have never even tried?
We are sinking deeper into our mind and we have nothing left to feel.


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Love makes me lovesick


I want some self-esteem, but I am lost inside of you.
I’m licking my wounds after another battle with love.
I thought we were living the dream, but now I know that is untrue.
All that you did for me was never enough to earn my trust.


I drag you inside my heart for a feeling,
Because all I can feel is I need to be leaving.
Love me forever!  Or I will turn my back on you.
I am sick to the stomach of your idea of love
And I cannot allow you to keep on stealing.


I give and you take and give nothing in return;
Silence your lies and leave the memories to burn.
Stir your *** and I will let you once more churn;
You lied and I cried and now you have become not even mentioned…
Not even Her.


Left to be forgotten by a love of a life;
A possible true love became my destruction overnight.
A love like this makes me feel sick!
So I am ok with just leaving it.


A pessimist is never disappointed;
With you I have become severely disjointed.
I miss the memories of those days of love or something.
Reality bites, something was never real
And this love you claim to give out is really…nothing.


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Indestructible


I can no longer be…indestructible…
I have tried so many times.
I told the truth and I heard the replies…
They were always lies.
I tried, oh how I tried, so many times…
But I can no longer be…indestructible.  


If love is all I have to give with nothing in return,
Then why must I give my love away when love only ever burns?
Love should be so much to give,
But all my love is worthless, it seems.
I am losing my empathy
And my understanding.
Losing my plan A and my plan B.
Losing when I should be winning...


I can no longer be indestructible,
For I am made of glass...
I can no longer be...
Indestructible.


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Visualize


He is just a pauper, preaching from his own pulpit.
All the thoughts he has, have grown from his own agony.
Beaten down, but never kept down; he is not in sync.
Living one way, his way.  At war with everybody.


One fist holding a flower, with a hand upon his heart;
He has never known a love like yours, so give him your sympathy.
Down on his knees, he is crying in the dark;
Begging for you to just show him a little mercy.


Anti-social, humanitarian ghost;
No longer does he believe in the hope you offer and the joy you see.
Happy Days is just a T.V. programme; not a thing he knows.
Death and despair is all the news shows today
And there are no hippies to bring him some peace.


A countdown to oblivion is the only image he can see;
An Armageddon with love and hate…he is our last hope.
This is the time, this is the hour; let us not be empty.
Share loves wealth around; give him thanks and not rejection…
Betrayal is a no, no.


Last man standing under a banner with a heart design;
Let a pacifist army march with him, as he holds his flag up high.
Let all the wandering lost souls, be drawn to what he has inside.
He is the keeper of the secrets of how to love;
Let just one soul see what he keeps within, so he can save two lives.


When all others have fallen beneath the sword,
A lone man will walk beyond the ruins and find a paradise.
If you have faith in him, he will be all yours;
Let him show you a future where we all love each other…


Allow him to help you to visualize.


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