Truth – Smith Shine Poetry

Them Lot

They sit laughing in halls of shamed stone,In a lust for power, stroking bone.Feeding on the innocent, far right good to blame,cloaking their hunger, with honours to name.Trample their own, rake in the gain,while the working class are buried in pain.Their loathing lands with their word, their law.We must challenge what we heard and saw.TheContinue reading “Them Lot”

Lord Have Mercy

I have stood in pain and called it lifeAs I grew – a pint in hand masked the strifeBut in the quiet – now the cheers are goneI hear the spirit – I thought I’d outrunNot from the steel I kept close by my sideNot in the noise nor the things that I hideBut inContinue reading “Lord Have Mercy”

Desires

My free will is a gift. I curse myself.I long to know you!I fall short, probably far.How can I control my desires?

These Screams

Are these screams from inside my mind? Or out there? Is it the theif? The scent of ravaged swine in the air? It conflicts though my tongue remains straight. In this cursed world. The truth they hate. Their aim, the unblossomed an it’s dark. Sanity has boarded. I cannot watch it debark. The dark soulsContinue reading “These Screams”

Screaming

Screaming on the point of key change. Where laughter salutes tears. There, joy and sadness grapple. And you run towards, despite your fears. When pain kisses pleasure, the passion rejuvenates the truth. In the developing motifs of the fifth, the old man kisses his youth. In harmony with the sublime, we believe what we act.Continue reading “Screaming”

Take Heart

I heard the bells of St. Pauls cathedral. And my heart went out to them. The same heart that longed for ancient days. But good still has a power, a higher meaning of life. Providence His proof. Take heart in your trust, courage in the truth.

Heart and Truth

Feelings strong though the truth unknown. Until thee profess the wounds go on unsown. A poem like a kiss cannot be given back. Lad, give her your heart and truth. Don’t worry! Don’t slack!

Black Hole

I awoke you with a kiss. You revealed to me myself and handed me my sword. I burnt through like the raging sun. You lit up the night like the harvest moon. Life began again with you. So take my hand and lets dance on the shoreline, in appreciation to the heavens. I love youContinue reading “Black Hole”

Vengeance

Vengeance no longer mine I’m trying not to become him. There is no secrets in seeking the truth. I dance on the edge of death where bravery overcomes safety. I offer my hand across the murky divide, unfamiliar with the nuance. Do any of us act like we beleive? Who controls my interest? From theContinue reading “Vengeance”