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Gareth Mar 2016
Golden locks dance on the whispering winds
As my heart Bleeds
Pierced with needles and pins

What voodoo is this
A spell over my heart

Like a thief in the night
Alone in the dark
I sit on my own
With a bleeding heart
Is this the curse I am destined to carry
Gareth Jun 2017
Mario snarl
Artsy gain groups
A Taste of a vast lustiness
Let us write and create
Let us make no sense

Come on honey and Tune In
Hop in and let's ride
for tonight we can't Die
*******  are Ahead
We feel altruistic & alone
Take the next left
Head down to Midtown
Let's
 use terms like
"cool"
"groovy"
"bread"
"bugged"
because they are cool

Don't blow the Jets honey
We gonna Blast the Edison
And head to Beatsville
Spend the night listening to some crazy cat
Some chilled out Jazz vibes
Corner Cafe
or
some
Smoked filled dive
No cheap creeper gonna crash our night
you dig?
you dig?
Cause when this night ends we will be naked in the moonlight Jazzing to some crazy tunes
Gareth Jun 2017
Friday night in 1995
Waiting for the Red Rocket to Pull in
Drop in with speed
land underneath the tree
Then this night is gonna get started

In a zip and whizz
the eagle has landed
Hop into the front seat

Rolling Joints as we go
First stop
The Milner street pad

who will be there ?

four hip and high cats
puffing on snipes
with guitars on the floor
and doodles on the wall

this is a far out spot
where we will wonder and ponder the existence of small town life
pass around blunts
and talk some more..
minutes flow like a psychedelic waterfall
with intertwining colours churning into everlasting hours
Memories made that I carry to this day

There will be no talk of sport or the last fight
cause over here we dont roll with testosterone
But with hungry minds
Cassettes play the tunes of the hour
Heavy riffs and indie trips
have carried these few youths away
once again we broken free from this small town living
become larger than life in this tiny room
were the social outcasts come to play...
Gareth Dec 2015
Dear Mr. Hippie

Where is all this love you spread ?
50 years have fallen by the by since then

I thought the Revolution of Love was on Hand
but still I see the young die
from this thing we call war

Society's now in Dire Straits from the things you set in motion..
Society's Decline has exponentially increased

Its the divorce revolution of the 1960s

Free Love =  Death of The Family
rather simple formulation to comprehend

Skip To Today:

Mommy's got a full time job
and daddy just don't care
there just ain't no more family

The Landscape changed, but not the way that you planned
Now the Wheels are turning, driven by the cogs
Turned by your hand
Those Ideals have turned to poison.

FREE LOVE ????
NO MORE WAR ????

Divorce is Up
WAR IS UP.......

YOU FAILED US....

Yours Sincerely
GENERATION X
Most important, the psychological revolution of the late '60s and '70s, which was itself fueled by a post-war prosperity that allowed people to give greater attention to non-material concerns, played a key role in reconfiguring men and women's views of marriage and family life. Prior to the late 1960s, Americans were more likely to look at marriage and family through the prisms of duty, obligation, and sacrifice. A successful, happy home was one in which intimacy was an important good, but by no means the only one in view. A decent job, a well-maintained home, mutual spousal aid, child-rearing, and shared religious faith were seen almost universally as the goods that marriage and family life were intended to advance.

But the psychological revolution's focus on individual fulfillment and personal growth changed all that. Increasingly, marriage was seen as a vehicle for a self-oriented ethic of romance, intimacy, and fulfillment. In this new psychological approach to married life, one's primary obligation was not to one's family but to one's self; hence, marital success was defined not by successfully meeting obligations to one's spouse and children but by a strong sense of subjective happiness in marriage — usually to be found in and through an intense, emotional relationship with one's spouse. The 1970s marked the period when, for many Americans, a more institutional model of marriage gave way to the "soul-mate model" of marriage.

Of course, the soul-mate model was much more likely to lead couples to divorce court than was the earlier institutional model of marriage. Now, those who felt they were in unfulfilling marriages also felt obligated to divorce in order to honor the newly widespread ethic of expressive individualism. ~  TAKEN FROM THE EVOLUTION OF DIVORCE
Gareth Mar 2016
Black T-shirt and Blue Jeans
Brown Boots or Black Chuck Taylors
That's all I need .
Gareth May 2016
They might
Surround me
But I am Alone
Gareth Sep 2016
Darkness lifts
Drunken haze seeps away.

The waking birds sing their morning praise as the warmth of the sun bathes my cheeks..

I wake from the nightmare that has haunted me for many a year.

I can only express a deep gratitude for your soft touch and gentle nudge towards a life worth living ..

Each day dawns with a passion  for life.
A sense of purpose and being .

I once forgot who I truly was
But your soft whispers have ignited a fire and a desire to be free of the shackles that were drowning me
Gareth Sep 2016
When will I wake up
And this world will be over
The systems are broken
And people don't care
Fashion before caring
No love in the air
Money's your God now
And Greed so unfair
Bankers control us
War in the air

I want to wake up now
And see that people care
Gareth Aug 2017
Silence drapes the day
as the African sun beats down
While the birds sing and flutter from branch to branch,
sweet mother nature's melodies carried on the breeze.

Blue skies filled with dreams , not a pillow of cloud in sight.
So here I sit and fill my soul
reminiscing of conversations from our time spent together
words turn in my mind , painting portraits
willfull wishes , hopes and aspirations.
Angels Wings , You my Beauty
Oh how I feel blessed
Gareth Nov 2015
Are you Free

Down trodden
Wrinkled
Unkept hair
Skin of leather
Cheap ***** on the air

Are you Free ?

Wake up in the Morning to a predefined time
Goodbye honey 
Breakfast this morning , I have to decline 
To my job , I must go
For wages to earn
For things we don't need
This cash we must burn

Are you Free ?
Gareth Dec 2015
Here I sit drinking
Trying to get drunk
But as I look at all the drunks around me
The less I want to drink.
Gareth Mar 2016
A knight in Shining Armour
Is no hero at all

For a true hero's Armour
Will be battered and Worn
Through trials and tribulations
Triumphant stands tall

With blood on his hands on sweat on his brow
Head and shoulders he stands above all
Gareth Nov 2015
I Lament and Cry ,

Why FAther, Why ???

Does Your Creation March to the Drum Of Death and damnation

Automated machines of A New Age Nation

Prosperity , wealth, instant gratification
lets not forget
Status, health and fornification

Dont upset the apple cart
and Dont burst that bubble
Dont Share the Word cause that just be trouble

Science and Technology have the answers
they are enlighted beings ?
a superior consiousness of the hive mind
they are plugged in and jacked up

Their eyes are no longer windows to the soul
but mere reflections of a certain type of flickering screen.

Unicorns , Dragons and Third eyes

These Automated machines of A New Age Nation.
Gareth Nov 2015
World with no leaders
A world with no bankers......... shhhh
There would be no War
Gareth Nov 2015
She came here to play In the Toyland
With glistening stones and cars

The house she wants is bigger than mine
And my wallets not large enough too

I stand at the gates to this wonderland
With entrance denied to me , woohoo

I wasn't blessed with a bank account
But atleast I have a mind fit for two.
Gareth Nov 2015
Greed equals Wealth
And
Hunger for power

Innocents devoured
By
A Rabid Hound Of War

What remains ?
Beneath the remains a  world that we once knew ?
Gareth Nov 2015
Good evening Folks
Please take your seats

Time to dine on the finest delights

We will keep you blinded with the crap you are fed , television , movies with some Hollywood trash

We will **** all your brain cells and lead you astray  
you seek a new master and we here to stay

Wipe away that drool ma'am
I AM sure he can pay
*** and violence
The sweetest entrée

We have numbed all your senses
And removed all your thought

We will take over your lifestyles
With these seeds we have sown

Preprogrammed mind patterns
On our monitors will be shown

Our mission is accomplished
When they have no more thoughts
Blind acceptance the special of the day.
Gareth Dec 2015
Grace bestowed upon me,
Undeserving  , Sinner, I
Today I am Free
Gareth Nov 2015
As their Screens flicker to Techno Beats.

A product of mass media and parentless houses...

Well done mankind on this your finest creation

These Brain Dead Damaged children which fill the streets.

Moneys their god and they covet their neighbour

Thwy Bow to down idols with their all new behaviour

Lets dumb down the masses. 
Make em incoherent assess

Cause Susy is better and that is not fair , mom told me to **** her and daddy don't care..

They have no need for morals and no need for despair ,

These Brain Dead , Damaged Children that fill up our streets
Gareth Feb 2016
The children always suffer
This will never change
It's a ****** up system
From which nothing they do not gain

Mistakes are made by the parents
Who move on to better things
But the scars remain with the little ones
Of this there is no change

How to change this system
I truly have no clue
The pain my heart is carrying is true
When her tears I have to dry
The Mistakes I made are carried
In  the eyes of my little one.
Gareth Nov 2015
She Lies all the time,
another night of no sleep
ten years of life lost
Gareth Jun 2016
She sits in the corner
Of the broken old home
With a crown made of thorns

What has life done to Betty
To have beaten her , bad
No sight is truly this sad

She once was an angel
But now ensnared in guilt and betrayal
Drawing circles in the sand

I once saw an emotion
when the floor boards creaked
But she snuffed it out faster than the Flame could ignite.

The say you can tell the soul of a person  By looking into their eyes
But she only has hollows where her eyes used to be
Two Bottomless pits into hell

Are you the person
That
Possibly knows
What happened to dearest old Betty

For if you are
Then please to do tell
So the rest of us don't end up just like her
Gareth Nov 2015
A bottle of whiskey
A handful of pills
Cut another Line love

Tonight we get the chills

Roll another joint
Drop another Dot
Lace up my crack pipe

I sure it will hit the spot

Don't come and preach to me
Until you fully understand
Some of us are destined
To seek things others never find.

From highs to lows
To excruciating pains
Our minds will never be the same

Death and destruction lie before me .
Gareth Dec 2015
Nails pierce hand and foot
The King Of The Jews it Reads
Deaths been Defeated
Gareth Mar 2016
For what do I wait
The truth never told
Deaths icy fingers
Or a lovers embrace

The petals of wilting flowers
Around my feet they do fall
Unemotional,  I do not care at all
For my grave will be  adourned with no hearts at all
Loneliness and despair over my body does sprawl

From the depths of my soul can you hear my heart call
Please save me
And take me away
You got to listen closely
My lips won't utter the words
Only someone real special
Who connects with my soul
Will be able to save me
From death and destruction
And break down this fortress
I built to protect me
Life has been cruel
And I find that it hates me.

So what do I wait for
Deaths Icy Fingers
Or A lovers Embrace
Gareth Jun 2016
The early morning silence
A wonderous beauty to behold
When humanity sleeps
The silence is real
Nature is in control

Once man awakes
Anarchy pursues
It's death to the peace
And silence retreats
For man thinks
He's in control
Gareth Nov 2019
Emaciated Apparitions haunt this cities streets with their Hollow eyes and
Outstretched Arms  , to them its just another day seeking to feed the monkey on their back.

Durban is a city of Needles and spoons

DEATH TO SURF CITY

Durban is NOW , just another city of Needles and spoons

Unholy Wraiths glide away from memories, now forgotten, taking that trip from needle to arm, a life lost , a past forgotten.

This is DEATH TO SURF CITY

Humanoid husks with liquid lined  veins , endlessly seeking  Strands of golden sunshine sold by street side vendors.

THIS HAS CAUSED THE DEATH OF SURF CITY

Oh the city weeps, as sirens wail along her streets.

Durban is a City of Needles and spoons
Durban (South Africa) , the city I reside in.
Gareth Oct 2016
It's not like I ask for the world to turn black
It's a road travelled , I want to turn back

I didn't ask for this to happen
But this is where I sit

Moments of happiness
And peace do exist

Today I was told to snap the **** out of it
And that i live a life of dreary woes
It hurts the most hearing theses words
I tried to explain how I feel
Because I know that it's irrational


Prehaps to hear the words
I am sorry , I do understand
They  Could go along way to healing my heart
But I carry scars
From a life of no meaning
Snap the **** out
Snap the **** out
These words ring in my ears
You truly don't understand
You don't think
That
I wish
I could
With all of my heart
I Wish
I never suffered from this from the start


But I guess the best
Is to be on my own
Cause it seems that people don't understand
It's easy to be happy when the clouds don't come your way
Gareth Mar 2016
Am I only here to provide an emotional crutch
All I have to offer is love and the such.

How did i end up here playing this tune , You get your fulfillment from both sides of the coin

But here I sit waiting and aching with the most bleeding of hearts

It's so unnatural this situation I'm in
The line of betrayel is awfully thin

This love that I give , I can never recieve
Time to move forward I constantly feel
But the law of attraction governs over me
Gareth Dec 2015
No longer shall I fear deaths embrace

For knowledge did I receive
That we a Saviour have,
That On Calvary
Paid the price for you and me

Now Longer do I fear for I ,
But for those that wont repent

How Hardened has man's heart become
Through his own will from God's Grace departs

Oh Blind World
Politically correct
Morally bankrupt
From
The Word Astray

Open up to the One that Knocks
And Grace you shall recieve

For one thing will surely remain,
The Truth of The Word
Eternal Life we gain
Gareth Sep 2016
For me
It's become
Painfully clear
That today's society
Would not shed a tear for the hungry
Or
The man who lives on the street
But
Would cry buckets
Cause last night  
Their sports team
Got beat..
Gareth Nov 2015
As Foundations crumble and all the buildings Fall
Life and morals fumble

Burn your Bra , call for the death of family
Leave the kids to stumble

Where is mom or dad ?
Chase that career and leave the kids behind..

Dollar signs and status is all I can find
Gareth Jun 2017
So here we are another Friday night amd the routine will probably play out the same way it always has ..

I find myself lazing on the couch staring at some 90's television show waiting for my wingman to arrive..

I always get aggravated around this time , he is always late, but in the back of my mind , I know that he is in the red rocket hurtling toward Uitenhage , dodging buck and tortoises  with Addo in his rear view mirror..

The minutes tick by slowly as I wait in anticipation for his arrival , I am sure I will start pacing soon amd stealing peeks out the window at every sound in hopes it is him..

It's Friday night amd ***** going to get real , honestly it's the way we always thought it would but living in a small industrial town like Uitenhage doing anything felt like a huge party at the best of times

Finally I hear the sound of car making an abrupt halt  and park under the  tree , just infront of my folks home.
 Car door swings open and out climbs the dude i been waiting for .. Clad in the usual garb, flannel shirt , blue jeans and the complimentary steel capped boots, unkpet shoulder length hair and stubble that would make the hairiest bear in the forest jealous..

"Hey G" he pronounces " sorry I am late man, but had to catch up on some X-Files, before hitting the street"...

"**** Dude you always late" is the best I could come up with . "Let's rock n roll man , I wanna get  outta this joint and light up the night".. So after our front yard banter we both Hopped into the Red Rocket and headed off down the road still not entirely sure where we were off too but the night was still young and we had alot to get through
Gareth Jul 2016
I live as a secret
But I have gotta smile
Time to meet and greet

Cupids poison arrow
Protruding from my heart

Fairytale ending
Nowhere in sight

Happily  ever after
To me are Words of disaster
Gareth Jun 2016
Who is the true you
Do you live in the Web

Who is the true you
Is the world of data your reality

Life is blur when you live behind a screen
With an Information overload
 Your  true souls ****** away

Do you live as a hash tag
An illusion of your own creation

This is the age we create alternate realities
We create new personas
Behind various accounts
But who lives behind the username and password
Is that the true you or the best pic from fifty

Real people are hard to find these days
Between these interwebs crazies
Gareth Jun 2017
Make a call on  your horn
and let the world know
Hillcrest is now Dullsville
Where mommies Ride SUV's
And shop in their Gym attire
Diamond rings and expensive hair
I just gotta be better
Mountain Biking Breakfasts
Micropenis and big fat wallets
Kauai food ******
Plantations *******
For sure this **** ain't The crest I knew
Hillcrest once a small suburb nestled between large trees and African bush , Unfortunatley after 2004 , greedy *** land developers got there hands on the place and turned it into Trendy *** place to be and attracted the wrong people to it , now the once sleepy country suburb has been possessed by the materialistic culture of the I wanna better types ..
Gareth Sep 2016
Satan
Has
His
Hour
GOD
has
His
Day
Gareth Dec 2015
You Are My Hope
A Foundation of Stone
But The Sun has become Desensitized
And The Rain Falls Down Red

The Only Time, I Could Tell You
Is After You Left The Room

When The Sun Sets Alone
And I am Left  On My Own
With The Words Still In My Mouth
That I Would of Trembled To Utter
I would love to see you again
Gareth Apr 2017
Corporate ****** and Concubines
The devil wears a black suit
It's a Rich mans game of chess

There is fluoride in your water
Chemtrails in the air
Cancer in your body
And yet most dont care

A life of lies
Dead horse
and
Flies

Let's watch the news
Lap up what the television spews
And we all die
Ignorant fools
Gareth Jun 2016
I live in this world
But I am not from it

I just can't bring myself
To be like the rest

I flutter round the outskirts
Of what society deems fit

This world is lost in darkness
A scourge is this planet called earth

Humanity is ******
All sinners we are

Blinded by hatred
Seekers of greed

Accumulate and devastate
Painted on the wall

When will the scales fall your eyes
Another day wished by
A day closer till we die.

Robotic daily motions
Grey eyes and no emotions
Programmed behaviour pumped into your mind

This world we live in is a joke
When will we have freedom
It's 1984
As told by Mr. Orwell
Gareth Dec 2015
With Blood Sanctified
Redemption ,forgiveness .... Found
Eternal Life Waits
Gareth Jan 2016
I know a toad
That's walks down the road
Smashing an innocent man's portals
Masquerading so sweet
But her demise she shall meet
When these feet of mine are mobile
Gareth Dec 2015
So here I sit
What to achieve I have no idea,
Hoping for change
In a world that remains the same

Time stands still from my point of view ,
But in a few months
progress will be measured
by what I have achieved,
But as I sit here
with my mind being numb
Nothing changes
And
All remains the same
Gareth Dec 2015
I wish I had the answers ,
I wish I knew the way to walk

THe storm clouds are a liften,
but the damage is a done,

The old barn house stands,
the animals are gone,

the road is soaked
and the cars are stuck,

Life is returning
but what was the cost,

I look inside , and I seek ,
I know not what I will find ,

In this Darkness , a dim light shines
eternity I seek , but what shall I find,
Crawling , grasping , hoping , crying

I Wish I had the Answers
I wish I knew the way to walk..
Gareth Jun 2016
Gotta get my life in order
Gotta to get it right
Gotta get myself away
Gotta decide to stay

Gotta get out bed this morning
Gotta earn a living
Gotta pay my rent
Gotta pull my myself together
Gotta stop staring at the clock
Gotta stop checking messages non stop

Gotta read another book
Gotta learn another quote
Gotta learn another song
HEY
.........................
IT'S JUST ANOTHER DAY
Gareth Jun 2017
*****,  seedy
filthy, greedy
text me honey when you have the time.

modern day society
money grabbing
soul destoying
materialistic *****
trample on the poor
selfie loving
deep *******
gossip on her news feed
swallow it up whole

Modern day Society
pain is pleasure
hidden faces
incognito
just who the **** are you
plastic people
have no meaning
Just another Sheeple
Gareth Nov 2015
**** the Poor
And eat their soup

Trample on the small folk 
They are always broke

**** the poor
And eat their soup

Rake in all the greenbacks
I tell you its no joke

**** the Poor 
And eat their soup

Cause I want more , more , more
Six feet under you must snore, snore, snore
Please note that this poem is not meant as literal , it is meant to be read from the perspective of the ruling class and the politicians who use and abuse. Thus piece is purely meant as social commentry , I state these things as I seem to have ruffled a few feathers.
Gareth Jun 2016
Have another slice of pizza
Crack another beer
Don't worry about the old man outside
The Blizzard
Is
Not
That bad

You have no time for the less fortunate
You see them as a disease

Take no time to wonder about their world
Self consumed is what we are
Our  one directive is to accumulate
As much **** as we possibly  can
Truth be told it's things we don't need
For
The couple of bucks
We throw away
Could improve the life
Of somebody else
But that is last thing we would do
Gareth Sep 2017
You are gift given to me
wrapped in the heavens and stars
an angel who spreads her wings
and reveals a heart as bright and warm as the sun

I bask in your beauty
and lie numb as I soak in the blinding rays of your heart
they penetrate deep into my being , my soul
bringing light to the darkness
bringing purpose
Your light embraces the vastness of my being , bringing warmth and comfort
I have never known before.
I stumbled in darkness for a life time ,
the joy I feel now as the night recedes ,
oh I bless the the day we met
and curse the minutes and hours we apart.

Oh how I rejoice
that I met you.
 Love and life
Return.
Gareth Jun 2016
Loneliness
A feeling I won't want to share

Loneliness
A feeling that I can't bare

Loneliness
A dark hole
Not known to all
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