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Saturday, 24 November 2012

Sunday, 30 September 2012

  • ~Reality~

    Tubes, mirrors and glass houses.

    Flames there that she unknowingly douses,

    Name’s love as my heart she gouges.

    Others’ eyes, others’ sounds.

    Others’ tastes and others’ hounds.

    Look around you and make some rounds.

    See the world through your own eyes.

    Not the farce visions and staged lies.

    Lost from life as your time flies.

    Bens gained are not for you.

    They don’t care who’s who,

    Cash strapped wallet they’ll never rue.

    Arthritic words and aging visions.

    I have this saddening premonition,

    One day you’ll look back and see,

    What’s gone to oblivion.

Sunday, 17 June 2012

  • ~Hopelessness~

    Burning embers,

    Images of what one remembers;

    The cold winter of our Decembers.

    With no heat to thaw the ice,

    Just mine to pay’s the price.

    I’m not one with a gambler’s vice,

    But forever, I’ll let you roll the dice.

    Heavy burden on my shoulders,

    Penance for crimes onto others.

    The stigma of the lovers.

     

    Ghosts reside in actions taken.

    Hope for cure when one awakens.

    To be reminded all the same.

    Dark days you wish to tame;

    A savage beast, nobody’s game.

    Raw belly, elbows bloodied.

    Wants and needs have all been muddied.

     

    You want this.

    I want that.

    I’m just a rat,

    I’ll settle for scraps.

     

    The need is in the end.

Wednesday, 02 May 2012

  • ~Suicidal~

    Tall, short, blond, dark,

    I want one that’s outta the park.

    No salsa moves or disco twirls.

    I want one of them suicide girls.

    Something bout them girls I see.

    Something bout them girls I need.

    They have not a single care,

    Like how to wear their hair.

    Am I thin enough?

    Does my voice sound too rough?

    I think I’ll have a salad please.

    Hearing that, I think I’ll heave.

    Damn those girls know how to live.

    I got some meat here I’d like to give.

    Kinky, sexy, pierced, tattooed and all

    Just wishing one would give a call.

    Tall order of me on the plate.

    Let them haters hate,

    Swoosh. In. Out. They’re too late.

    No deterrence to the date.

    Hell I know we’ll be great.

    Wear that black; stripes well earned.

    Getting more than one has yearned.

Sunday, 05 February 2012

  • ~Over again~

    Regrets; memories of my mistakes.

    Tangible thoughts of what was done;

    Walls crumbled and hearts broken.

    Words cannot describe what was said,

    Words cannot bring back what’s gone.

    Peace and happiness, nothing to mend.

    All done for and taken; so over my head.

    Time heals wounds, but some should remain.

    Scars for life, to no fall again,

    To not end up in the same place,

    To not hurt once more.

    Wear it, bear it, and carry it,

    Not intent on saving face.

    To remember who it’s for,

    Despite one’s loss, bit by bit.

    To not repeat and to no defeat.

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