The sun still shines on your face
I'm desperate to see you again
I haven't been here for such a long time
I guess we're not the best of friends
Anymore
You look so beautiful now
Hard to believe but somehow,
All the colours of summers
We spent together; whenever
I'm with you.
'Course I've got a cigarette we can share
And I really don't mean to just stare
I still find it hard to talk to you
With this distance in between
But At least I can see
The sun still shines on your face.
Feb 9, 2016
Feb 9, 2016 at 6:47 AM UTC
My oldest flame
Never too soon
To see you again
Let's not pretend
A kiss on the lips
That's all I ask
You and I both know
This just won't last
Was I born with a curse
Or never born at all
As the living get livid
From Time to time
I don't know of anger
Can't say I'm happy
And I won't say I'm sad
All that I know is
My oldest flame
And she don't go to bed
She just sits by my side
'Til the morning
Comes pouring through the curtains crack
Good morning my flame
Good night to all
Let me hide in the shadows until the curse has been lifted
Crooked ol' smile
To the side on my face
Eyes, half the size
Of a younger man
And closer together
The years took their toll
But she took much more
As the curse starts to rise
I realise how sad I've been
All my life long
Cut short by the curse
That's goes by the name..
My Oldest Flame
Feb 9, 2016
Feb 9, 2016 at 6:07 AM UTC
Betrayal in the lunch hour,
He sought me out again.
He said, this time you're dead.
Wipe your smile,
Wipe your smile,
Wipe your smile,
Then he punched me in the head.
Betrayal in the lunch hour,
Don't you see,
Im dreaming of feelings I don't have to hide.
I have feelings of dreaming you laid by my side.
Why would I ever want to upset you,
I only regret to -
Inform you,
I like you more than I should.
Dec 15, 2014
Dec 15, 2014 at 7:03 AM UTC
Betrayal in the cloakroom.
That's not your coat,
He said that's not your peg,
Move your bag,
Move your bag,
Move your bag,
Then he kicked me in the leg.
Betrayal in the cloakroom.
Don't you see,
I'm to be the groom of a groom to be.
Why would I ever want to upset you,
I only regret to -
Inform you,
I like you more than I should.
Dec 10, 2014
Dec 10, 2014 at 11:13 AM UTC
The light aids our growth
As we grow
The world grows darker
Does that make sense?
Yes
Should it?
No.
Mar 19, 2014
Mar 19, 2014 at 9:15 PM UTC
Precious pretty child
You will see the future
Not I
She smiled back at me
Understandingly
How much can a child understand
I possess all the knowledge of the near future
But nothing of the far.
By the time you're old enough to drive
Will they even have cars?
Just by breathing
You're signing up for the front line
Everything is militant in the future
Don't let them brainwash you
Precious pretty wild
Flower.
Mar 19, 2014
Mar 19, 2014 at 9:13 PM UTC
Like gambling?
Take a risk,
Take a shot of whiskey
Take six
Your night could end badly
Or brilliantly
For me there is no gamble
I don't care what happens
I am a shambles
I am a shaman
This is my daily ritual
Call it habitual
It's not an addiction, unless its a problem
Is it?
No problem
Only a solution
This liquor solution
Could be the conclusion, to my night
Or an insight,
To a new dimension
A new realm of reality
Something closer to my fantasy
Realistically, there is no risk
I know where we're heading
I steer this ship.
Have a glass of gin
Have six.
I'll give you an endless supply of possible outcomes
You just take your pick
I don't care what happens.
Mar 19, 2014
Mar 19, 2014 at 8:20 PM UTC
I found a poem on the table
At first glance, I thought it just paper
Covered in words
When I looked closer,
It was written in verse
Though the author left no age, nor name
I knew they were young,
All the same
The words had their way with me
A sultry slip off the tongue
They must have been young
I wonder if she had long blond flowing hair
Or if he worked out
I felt a lot of hope went into
This literary piece
It kept me happy, the day long, at least
I took the poem home with me
I left a note in its place
It read: beautiful poem, man.
I will keep it 'safe as I can.
Maybe one day I'll leave a poem on coffee table
In a coffee house
I'll have to write one first,
No doubt it'll be worse
Than the one I found today.
Mar 19, 2014
Mar 19, 2014 at 7:49 PM UTC
Ode to a High Road House
You are the lion
And I, the mouse
Back and forth I scurry
In constant hurry, as the clientele flurries
I change my hair for you
I worry about what to wear for you
It's for my success that I care for you
Ode to a mouse
I saw her in the High Road House
Skurtling across the the busy floor
She treats haste as a virtue, what for?
I understand the need to succeed
Appreciation is all she asks for
Tranquility is all that she needs
The world crouching at her feet
As a dog awaiting a treat
Patience
Patience, my friend,
Sit still for a while
And let the world revolve around you.
Mar 7, 2014
Mar 7, 2014 at 1:57 PM UTC
She's like a drug to me
A dose this strong can't be healthy
Poison's coursing through my veins
She slows my brain.
I must be insane
I'm an addict and I need my fix
Just a quick hit, one on the lips
Numb the pain
Of being lonely again
I must be insane
I'm an addict, and I want you all to myself
But so does everybody else
You **** them too
But they still use you
How many pairs of hands have you been through?
This addiction is killing me
Without you, I can't breathe
But this toxin makes my brain slow
You are my heroine, but you've got to go
But I'm an addict, and I can't say no.
Feb 28, 2014
Feb 28, 2014 at 9:40 AM UTC