Every morning I wake up
Get in the shower
Wash my hair
Brush my teeth
Go downstairs
Pour myself a bowl of cornflakes
Make a cup of tea
Then I place my soul on a rack
And proceed to beat it
With my bleeding heart
Throughout the day
'Til the dread of sleep and dreams
Dreams that dangle
Hope of happiness
In my face
Like a carrot on a stick
Before kicking me in the b****cks
Then I wake up
It's a mundanely viscious f***ing cycle.
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Sunday, 10 June 2012
Thursday, 7 June 2012
In The Woods
Pretty bluebell mist
Exhaled through dense woodland
Rising from wild patchy grass
Feeding the eye, mind and soul
Extravagant bird songs
Chirruping away, soothing
The ear, mind and soul.
Sunset
Blindeded! Blindeded!
Watching the setting sun
Never can nor want to
See it again.
Wishing it changed from a
Paradisiacal
Ball to a crazy hot
Female with chains.
Monday, 4 June 2012
I'm By Myself.
I'm by myself or by your side,
When I'm most content in my stride,
Matching your speed but not your grace,
Walking towards a pleasant place,
A pretty place I once espied.
Our feet, beating paths lain outside,
Slaves to this inanimate guide,
In belief of finding solace,
I'm by myself.
Through woods and up hills we abide,
To see the Sun and Earth collide
Delicately in warm embrace.
On a bench we've found our palace,
Upon this bench I've realised,
I'm by myself.
Sunday, 3 June 2012
'To Express My Love, I Dare Not'
To express my love, I dare not.
For I've tried and failed in my dreams,
To pursue my amorous plot,
From dark to light through all extremes.
Ah, perhaps events shall be kind,
To conform with reality,
Structured, to provide peace of mind,
Opposed to unbound fantasy.
None can predict what lies ahead,
And none can know her choice of phrase,
Even I, 'til her words are said,
Rely on previous displays,
To assemble my words and thoughts,
Then plead but hope it's not for naught.
Looking To The Future
Where will I be
When I'm 23?
Will I be happy
Still writing poetry
About things, feelings, me?
Will I have a degree
Or grow a goatee?
I guess we'll see
In due time
I'm sure I'll be fine
After all I'm only 9.
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