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.

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

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.

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.

The light aids our growth
As we grow
The world grows darker
Does that make sense?
Yes
Should it?
No.

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.

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.

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.

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.

No one will ever know how close you were,
Or how much you hurt
Until you JUST DO IT.
You can't write, stop writing
You can win, stop fighting.
JUST DO IT.

No one else is gonna DO IT for you
And you can never ask them to.
Fear tells me you won't DO IT.
But he's too rational.
Courage says stop thinking.
Because he's scared.
And Forsight never cared.

Go, run now, to the kitchen!
Quickly, before the brain kicks in!
Grab the first thing you see,
Looks sharp enough to me.
No time, to change my mind
JUST DO IT.
This is a job for the bottle.

Flowers are always pretty,
Lillies and Sunflowers too.
But all the flowers in the world
Aren't half as pretty as you.

Cakes are certainly sweet,
Brownies and cookies too.
We could bake, the sweetest cake
It would never be as sweet as you.

Rainbows are really quite beautiful,
Sunsets and snowflakes too.
Put all those dazzling scenes together,
But they're still not as beautiful as you.

Oskar was pretty kind,
He rescued all those Jews.
But even Mr. Schindler,
Isn't half  as kind as you.

Lepricorns are lucky,
So is the number Three,
But all the lucky charms in the world,
Aren't as lucky as me.

Ms. Reznikova
Won't you come over
I'd like to show ya
A thing or two
You won't find in an English book.

Marking coursework's got you bogged down
Let's me and you paint the town
Take a night off
Play truancy with me
Ms. Come on over, I'll cook.

We'll climb the hills
Another day,
Build a boat
And sail away.
I'll get a job
Another day,
Buy a house
And decorate.
We will be rock stars,
Another day,
We'll have kids
And watch them play.
But not today,
I lie here in your bed with you
And today, it is here I want to stay.

Pretty people
everyone is equal
look out for the sequel
where I explain
we're not all the same.

Maybe one day
You'll wake up happy
And you'll know
It's because I made you that way

You'll call me up
I'll be at home
Sat by the phone.


Miserable and alone.

Make music, make money.
Life is funny (hahaha)
If I could make money
I'd make it sing to me
I'd buy a mocking bird,
For my money tree.
But that's not life,
And neither is this poem
I started with a rhyme,
Now i don't know where it's going.

The 29th May,
I remember it like it was yesterday.
Cherished, memories I will never forget.
For among the nerves, and the sweat,
We shared a moment;
As we became one.
Truly, breathtaking
A new world of fun.
Sensational, Incredible, amazing!
I hope you felt the same .......?
I'd love to do it again some time
Though I never did catch her name.

Her hair
Those eyes
That smile
My lies
They leak
but they lead
to conversation
If I'm not mistaken
you might be..
..But we'll see

His laugh
Those dark brown eyes
The way he smiles
I'ts real
I feel..

I feel her Soft Silk Skin
Against mine
I'm blind
I'ts dark
I can't find.
The time
To explain..

This pain
never again
those lies
I'm not that guy.

He's back.
I'm under attack!
He's sitting in the back;
Of my mind,
What is it this time?
Things were going just fine.
Great even.
I was happy,
Planning to marry.

He's watching,
Whispering,
Sniggering,
Figuring out,
How he's gonna get me now,
Try and slow me down,
Run me into the ground,
I'll drown you in Brown.
What's fair?
You're not there,
If I drown out the sound.

You're so destructive,
Trying to destroy,
All this positive thinking,
I have employed.
Why does no one believe that you're here?
you scare so easy,
I'm fresh out of fear.

If I tell people you're here,
They give me a long wait,
Then a short break,
How many holidays will it take?