This one you won, I’m to blame.If you think I’m conquered its you,that’s insane.Just a mere battle, admittedlyyou battled well.I succumbed, I tasted hell.Do not exult for long.For this sorry state I’m muchtoo strong.Resilient, fought for an age in time.This aint my first pen, this aintthe first line.Now in His name, contemplate yourretreat.I’m in Him.Continue reading “All Will Realise”
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Flames of Holiness
I didn’t know loneliness had a sound.Then the prison door slammed,locked. Isolation vibrated up through the ground.The world left but the pain stayed throughout the night.Hours dripped slowly from the ceiling. I crave them like a lover, her skin… I invite.No Priest – So the cold steel bars hear the whisper of my confession.Time slowsContinue reading “Flames of Holiness”
Death
Death shown me the way.Never would I have written a sentence.If I did not know, I’d die someday.So I be where… they don’t understand.With the ease of the piper and the armies band.Yes one day, I’ll be gone.My words though for them… will carry on.
Carrots For Theo
There’s a boy I know called Theo.He’s strong, with a roar like lion called Leo.His Mummy made dinner with lots of carrots – Theo got mad.And said some things which made her sad.He later calmed, said “sorry Mummy”,”but those carrots, aren’t going in my tummy”.”I’m a lion, all I want upon my plate.Sausage ‘N’ Chips,Continue reading “Carrots For Theo”
Rock Love
Roses are Red Violets are blue. When I listen to Oasis My neighbours do to.
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Oasis, live’25
‘Hello’ ‘Hello’… It was good to see them back. I left apart of me there. Or did I bring something it back?Lost or found? In the immersion, of 1st, to 6th track. She said ‘Don’t believe the truth’. I said ‘Definitely’, you said ‘Maybe’.There was that little look, then it got a bit crazy. NowContinue reading “Oasis, live’25”
Cross Road
Freedom meets resistance,now it does not fly.I met the devil at the cross road,he did not tel me why.As the sand falls through the hourglass,I listen for the call. Who controls my interests?I’m not attracted to this fall.
Ideas
All my ideas are stupid, but they all lead me to you. Guess I’m stupidly in love with you.
Still Water
It caught my eye in the Autumn.In the wonder of Winter, I stop!Still the truth I chase.In battle, happiness will not suffice.What can I offer? My words? A blood sacrifice? Now in the weeks of the great and holy.I see a raven perched on a mountain of skulls.There, a closed golden door, and I feelContinue reading “Still Water”
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