i read an article and agreed,
this word is toxic for you and me.
whenever i try to speak
and bring about a sense of peace
you boy me off without a thought.
you are always too b u s y.
Oct 22, 2015
Oct 22, 2015 at 5:51 PM UTC
You hide behind your primary colours worth billions of dollars.
While the ordinary man live a life serving for paper, fighting your wars.
Oct 22, 2015
Oct 22, 2015 at 5:30 PM UTC
Once I had a wee brown hen,
it had a wee brown tail.
I sent it for a penny of sweeties it never back again.
Now it's dead and in it's grave,
many a many a day.
God bless my wee hen.
It never came back again.
Dec 17, 2014
Dec 17, 2014 at 12:31 PM UTC
Her name was Nicola.
She adored the sky.
A natural born traveler.
Who loved being outside.
This was her favourite view.
Dec 16, 2014
Dec 16, 2014 at 8:04 PM UTC
A celebration.
Another source of liberation.
Between these sweat drenched walls of intoxication.
This is my life.
Wondering a maze of moral corners.
Passed under the lights of no last orders.
Dec 16, 2014
Dec 16, 2014 at 3:28 PM UTC