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Be the 4am awake
Turn my look
I turn my face
All alone

Hear the waking of the morn
Come the music
Let them caw
All alone

Empty bed was made for two
Crumpled half
Waiting for you
All alone

Now I wonder through the streets
No one talks
Tis my defeat
All alone

Be the blueness in the sky
Looking up I see the lie
Can't you see them
Hiding there
All the stars
Oh Twinkling shadows....
So I reach and grab your soul
Take you with me
Eat you whole
Lay with me
Come warm my bed
....home
Shadows everywhere
Following my past
Do I leave a stain
Is there really that much hurt

I can see them creeping out
Just a glimpse awaits
Hungry as they lurch
Drowning from my sadness

It's early and I'm searching for dawn
I've seen enough for the night
I can taste their thirst
And it's bitter oh so bitter

Light me awake
Hide all thats dank
Till the ticking of time
Comes looking for my fear
andy fardell Mar 31
Sitting here to silent shout of spring
Birds echoing in my solomn mind
The view quite all stunning
A sun awakened
That earns a smile in my heart

Yet I cannot shake these downs
Beating without sound or scream
You know what I'm feeling
A bitten lip diverts that look
Oh what a beautiful sunset

I like my graveyard view
Rolling hills of shadows smoking away
Around me flying things buzzing for a fight
Will the bells sing me a song
Blossom of pink close enough to breath

They are here
People I knew ,people of old
Young that never lived
Old that wanted more
I don't wish to join then
I want to live
andy fardell Mar 28
The Dribble

I woke up to the dribble
All slapping at my cheek
It wasn't very pretty
It made me feel quite bleek

My tongue just wasn't cutting it
It needed handed touch
The dribble wasn't shifting
Till backhand gave it love

So there I am still half asleep
This goo all on my hand
I wiped it on my girlfriends hair
I'm sure she'll understand
andy fardell Mar 28
The light of the morn shadows my eyes
I can see trees whispering a rattle
Hear the chorus of dawn
Yet it feels to early for life to wake

Stretching my bones they creak from slumber
Aching muscles still raw
Body at rest to a minds party out

Welcome to the sleepless
We are the special ones
We hear your dreams
Catch your sounds

Surrounded by self inflicted paralysis
I thirst tea
Wondering if others feel the same
Do we all not move

Sleepless

It's early
I want to feel asleep
Turning at my pillow

I dream
andy fardell Mar 21
180
Like a bullet to the board
I threw and threw
The impossible 180
Beyond all these thoughts

Week after week the team sighed
Hand covering faces
Shouts of oh noooo
Yet still I did throw

Ti's an honour to play
If only I was as good as before
My bullets not true
My score always blue

Then it came
A night as we know
I'm on my old usual
The 7s I show

It's nothing to shout
Until it occured
I threw like I knew It
All nervously I'm sure

Till 3 darts did happen
180 it's true
I couldn't believe it
And neither will you

Then to add to this tale
My son did inhale
His first in his life
A 180 last night

Impossible 180
A fait accompli
My longing a next time
We'll see eh maybe
andy fardell Mar 18
Her eyes shone to porcelain
With a smile that devoured
Bronzed skin to a glistening crack
She was beautiful

I could only look from afar
Bite down on my lust
Bow my head
Dream of her scent upon me

Was I the fallen one
Madly in love with a sway
I couldn't think
Focus nor cry

The train left
Plumes of dust covered my face
She was gone
And I was forever lost
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