From the moment we first set eyes on each other, from the first Kiss the first Smile all the times when we held each other.


The late night talks I was hers she was mine we were Lovers,two friendship rings for life we forgot about the others.


The Love that we had was so strong there was no other, nothing could ever come and take away this dream she was my lover.


Her smile held the key to the trust we had build for each other, we watched the day’s go by, with Seconds turning into many Hours.


Many flowers plenty Roses Blushing to the sound of her Heart Beat, we could see the light in our eye’s.


As far away as the stars that float some were in the sky, It was Magical mind blowing like watching sparkles falling out the sky.


I caught her Tear's before she cried put it close to my heart and made it smile.


Her soft Touch had me hypnotised from the start like Water drop’s getting lost in a bubble spinning fast.

Jidos Reality 13.7.12

Look at that Reflection what can it say? Such a different world what a different day.

Don’t be sad it’s not your problem and it’s not your solution that caused this problem to rot.

I tell you its not it’s a Memory we know because we felt it a lot, it feels like it lost it’s self ******* In a knot.

Attracted to the Mirror like cheese to a piece of bread Toasted or not.


I stand and I stare My Eyes wonder what’s there! This reflection they see make no noise as it screams.

It’s the every thought in My Head the voice that’s always there The Sadness that shatters all my laughter like it cares.

Many memory’s with different voices Running Fast somewhere in my head, I close my eyes and try to think, but the more I think it hurts from deep within.

I try to search for the answers to the questions that are haunting me, I take a look at this reflection but there’s nothing there but Me Watching Me.


JidosReality 2.2.13

You are the Ink to my Pen the anger to my pad, you the reason I sit here and let my imagination write when I’m sad. 




I want to Rip out every hear beat that comes out that feels bad, lock it up in a room and label it mad.




You make me shout out loud but there’s no sound, this feelings so bad its eating away at me slowly it makes me feel sad.




I have no more Tears to cry i wonder why? I’m left all Alone to climb these walls as far as I can. 



But the faster I try the slower I get as weakness grabs my hand Suicide grabs my Thoughts and makes me feel less like a man. 




Takes all my control from me and makes me feel weak like a lamb, locked in a dark room close my eyes as my Emotions are all chained to this Weak Broken Lamb .


The angers eating away my Heart skips a Beat everyday as it watchers my smile fading away. 




The light in my heart is fading away everyday it’s so sad, I hope to live to see another day so ill now sit down and pray. 




Jidos Reality 13.10.12

I feel inspired by your smile, the way we kiss and cuddle up late at night.


The way you hold me close when I cry. And wrap me up with your angel wings all the time.


The walks we take at night! Look what a beautiful moonlight

with you there’s no stress or silly mind games! It’s always a different day surprise me she says?  


Jidos Reality 26.2.11

Let's go back a couple of years ago! 

Spending hours walking the street no-were to go. Contemplating suicide in the cold by my own. 

Anger building up fuming and consuming, sitting in that quiet place You Know? where no body's looking.

Rage all over my imaginations face, every world that I write in my poem books ready to fight. 

Reality could it be it's left me life's un-wanted misery. Suicide from every corner stalking and calling. 

Time has gone it's run away, it's got no time to watch me fade away.

My how time flys when you don't know if it's night or day! All I need is a solution the these emotions that have gone missing.

I don't need people preaching my name in sentences that don't deserve my name. It's okay it's alright you all sound the same!

This poems going to sleep under that corner shop you shop from everyday.

JidosReality 6.2.17

Crazy I’ve been told; Close to sanity was never a choice or an option, the future held nothing.

See my glass is never half full or empty it’s a place in time where only this glass seems to make sense.

One wrong crazy move or thought, would cause such a reaction that the glass would shatter into multiple personalities Where one would get lost indeed.

This is not a family adventure when Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde become one Fighting to bring out each ones character.

Some turn to drugs, others turn to abuse with not a care in the world about who they hurt.

See it’s such a sad situation to be in a world that allows no sense to be made of it, and then takes you away from the reality of one’s self belief.

One day I’m normal, the next I’m playing Russian roulette with not one but everyone’s emotions.

Like a duck Calm on the top but disturbed and chaotic underneath Uncontrollable feelings of madness.

When? Why me? How come?

It is true indeed, I am crazy Take this glass and look after it, before it shatters even more.

Jidos Reality 23.1.11

y words are crying because my soul is dying. Please help my words why ate they crying? 

Teach them about a story called smiling, make my words speak understand why they crying.

My pen is lost literally fighting, the letters are not thinking lost and fighting. 

My poetry poem book is suffocating an crying, my hands won't write arthritis writing. 

The lines in my poem book are crippling and breaking, my pens ink won't let my imagination amaze it.

Letters scrambled up whilst words stand there and starve, memories feeling lost slowly fading away to somewhere in the dark.

My pens shattered it hasn't spoken it try's to get up but it drops. Every word makes no sense! The letters were lost somewhere in my head.

The poem would not speak whisper or dream, lost in the mist running away from the winds. Searching and screaming but the pen has no ink.

The poem book felt sick every word lost it's dream. I looked and I wonder'd Listened cause I was broken.

Shackled in a padded cell the smell was bad! But the silence will make you go mad.

I couldn't write I had a block every letter seemed to have stopped. My poem book was starving my poetry was hungry.

My thoughts were patiently waiting for my pen to start creating words that would sound amazing. 

Poetry so deep the meaning was hidden somewhere underneath the ink. 

JidosReality 8.6.14

I'm a prisoner in my own mind my sanity got sick so insanity stepped up to take it's place qweek.


The hour of the last is the wisdom of the future the more they told me the less I listened.


Locked Away in a place in a room that screams, so many secrets hidden hear it's hard to day dream. 


Only my thoughts to keep me company and that's something that's troubling. 


They watching me accessing me trying to understand who I am, why am I anxious and sad and thinking to deep? 


They have all these questions what a great master plan this is.


My eyes are wondering searching and stumbling there's nothing in this room but thoughts that are troubling.


Hear take a drink of this it will calm and relax you! It will stop your thoughts from haunting and stalking you.


I try to be mind full of my surroundings but this room is pale White suicides all around it "Locked Away with the only key that's able to set me free.


All I have to do is tell them that I agree with what they think, see they don't understand I ain't no puppet they ain't my masters, this ain't a class room joke were we all laughing.


I'm locked away and it makes me sick I was only ever been me now I'm labeled a lunatic. 


JidosReality 14.5.15

As my mind twists and turns Deep within inside, My Broken soul has no were to run away and hide.

From all these fear’s my tears create from running down my eye’s, If only I was taught how to laugh then maybe these tears would be a memory I’ll never ever want to be lost.

I’m scared of loneliness I’ve got no one there to love my heart I don’t even have my name on any ones Christmas card.

I’ve lost everything every one I’ve ever loved I took for granted everything they did for me back in the past. The future holds nothing for me but pain trapping me in the dark.

My poor souls crying out can you help me because I’m lost, can you fill this emptiness that I’m feeling in my heart.

I just want it to stop. I don’t want it to ro. I don’t want it to take away the little happiness I have left in my heart.

Because if it’s taken away it will be gone it will be lost, It will never come back to my broken beating heart.

I hope you like my honesty I just don’t know where to start. I’m only looking for love that thing that protects and always warms up your Heart.


Jidos Reality 13.10.11

We are dreamers,you and I. Living for those moments in which the scars and the pain of the past disappear.

In those moments of happiness and love we can be our selves.

We are dreamers wearing our hearts on our sleeves and when we fell in love we dropped into the depth of happiness and it is beautiful and nothing else matters,

this is the beauty of how dreamers like you and I fall in love And than we kissed it wasn't like any ordinary first kiss

it was as if two lost souls had been searching for each other for a million life times, in a million universes and after a million rebirths have finally found each other and then we kissed. #JidosReality #Poetry #WeKissed

I had to stop and think! Why were letters chasing me? Why my pen would not stop craving for words that felt amazing.

How every line in my poem book satisfied my pens craving. The imagination in the poem had all the letters rushing and blushing.

Every line came alive as my one either smiled or cried. The sounds the words made created memories that would never go away.

Mixed with love and pain in every emotion, filled with dreams and imagination many words had to be spoken.

My hand comes alive every-time every time it picks up the pen and writes. My thoughts can not speak! But every poem let's them breath.

Every letter searching and whispering for a word to start listening. This addiction has my craving wanting me to write poetry that's amazing.

And when I sit and I think! And write poetry that's so deep, my mind becomes free my heart beat cuddles me.

The anger inside me that wants to explode and become free, comes out when I write my pen sets it free. 

Letters and words give life to my  poetry. What a different type of life reality has shown me.


JidosReality 26.3.14

Think you’ve been through hell? Let me tell you a story that I think I should tell, this aint a pretty world when you living in hell.

No washing machine to wash your clothes because they smell the things I’ve been through were so hard can you tell.

Had nothing to eat had no body to tell, only ever lied had no one I could tell, the problems in my life that were crazy made me feeling so sad.

I hope you happy and you glad, Aint paid my rent for months now my landlords going mad, no I’m not greedy I’m just puzzled I’m sad.

I tried to get a Job but no interview because i smell, no work experience check my c.v its blank.

Can’t wait for my dinner got some backed beans in a can, as for desert well that’s what you get for living in hell.

So that’s my story that I felt I should tell.

Jidos Reality 9.8.11

Are you free? Are you smiling? Ate yin crying why you smiling? Are your tears drying? Stalking you when you crying.


Are you lost fading away somewhere in a dream crying. Why you never smiling? Why is he writing words that feel exciting.

Hears another poet his poetry is amazing writing, speaking and talking. Words are always stalking amazingly different.

Special like hey may be words can be crazy lost in a maze. Hey well that's so crazy. Pad locks broken cells, Padded rooms personality! 

Wat you saying Bruv are you walking and talking? I'm not stalking I'm not saying that you boring!! Excuse me for yawning.

This poem reads random find the meaning and thank me. Read it again and understand shy the words seem to be buzzing.

They touching and blushing letters smiling and crying. It's amazing my writing poetry is exciting. Like riding my first bike  it felt like I was flying.

Always smiling excited like lightning meeting fire, ice freezing and frozen winds like rainbows never dying.

Colours miss matched looking tidy, amazing to your eyes read my poetry I'm always writing. 

See poetry is the mirror reflection of why the words are always silent. 

Silent but violent thought provoking got you thinking is love really amazing?

Does it have your heart blushing and asking questions that are always searching for something. 

So tell me what you thinking? Writing words that are dreaming, my pen has me playing hide and seek.

Now I'm looking searching for something. The letters looking at me smiling like it's funny, I'm running but always writing. Never stopped addicted to words and letters my words never stoping. 

JidosReality  8.6.14

Have you Being in the Silence? Just play with the silence for a moment. Instead of using it as expectancy, waiting for something to happen, flip it just slightly and just be in it.

Are you really here or are you just waiting for the next thing?

It’s interesting to see where we are in relation to time, whether we’re always just between what just happened and what happened next, or whether we can just be here now.

So, let’s just find our way here to be together. If you’re feeling agitated, just notice the agitation. If you’re warm, be warm. If you’re cold, be cold. If you’re overly full, be overly full.

Be it, whatever it is, but put it all in the context of a quiet space, because there’s a secret in that, and it’s worth playing with it.

See it's that lost story that says That there’s a place that we can be inside of ourselves, inside of the universe of our soul, in which and from which we can appreciate the madness in life.

Where we can still have delight and quality of presence, and the quietness of Peace.

JidosReality 18.2.17

First time Again

Your walking towards me, back into my life suddenly.
A feeling comes back from years before, but your smile puts me right and the feeling; no more.

We get to each other with pace, leap into a long awaited warm embrace.
There's an instant spark when we touch, we fall apart I remember I missed you so much.

As we walk to the van I still can't quite grasp,
The fact your right here (nervous) but with me at last.
We get in the van and gaze at one another,
Recovering old memories and excited to see what we can rediscover.

Now we spend our time promising and flattering, urging assurance were both serious but still we're battling.

To sum it all up life is risky, knowing its take it or leave it just gets tricky.
But know this I'm here to stay,
Your making life amazing and better each day.

Your not sure I can see why, I will always hold you with regards which are above sky high.
I'll show you all I ever wanted is to be by your side,
Just sharing good times and a long loving roller coaster life ride.

Mike Herne 18.8.15

There is something that i need to let u know, you not only my best mate you are my lover, the only happiness my heart knows.
  

You are the reason I smile it is amazing when you hold me tight, when you cuddle up to me all day and every night. This smile is a memory that makes me feel wanted all the time.
  

Every time u touch me I feel a rush deep within my soul, I care for you and I love the trust that we have built.
  

You are my one and only you are my everything my world. From the first day until today and every other day i will always love you and make sure you are ok.

  

Want to hold you when you are lonely and be the reason you smile, I will always be there for you when every you need a shoulder to cry on.  
  

Love you and only you always  
  

jidos reality

Depression Took Him somewhere to a place were his thoughts lived and spoke the truth.


Locked away in A Dark and lonely room, with no windows to look out at the lovely sight of the only full moon.


The Heart Beat of the Earth starts to show it’s rainbow, hiding with Fairies and pixie dust, when magic is created a life is born.


Sweet Smiles and cold Tears till we die, only the memory keeps ones name alive, you Pop a Pill when you have a head ache, I pop a pill to Keep me Sane.


See this brain can not think for it’s self it needs some help, it’s Trapped in a word of Depression all by its self.


Doctors and Therapists try to figure it out, but the deeper they go the more this Depression comes out.


Is it time to give up or should I stand up and shout, take this situation and create it into a laugh that’s so loud.


Depletion took him somewhere were he would never feel proud.


JidosReality 27.3.12

I want to Scream and need to explode hold my breath and close my eyes, and watch My Thoughts take my soul into this dream that I hold.


Cold pain is the expression my face refuses to show, in This Dream my emotions whisper as my silence screams searching for away out of this cold.


Many memory’s torn apart they beauty would never be told, memory’s as long as story books with No Happy Endings to calm my soul.


This dream is The Reality were my thoughts always remind me, once you lost you can’t be found.


It’s heart had No Beat it’s as cold as the winters kiss, it makes your body shake and pulls the life out of it every day.


Your thoughts are now against you.You Scream and Shout but the words are always empty.


My eyes see pain and suffering all this Trusting has lead to nothing.


This Dream is my reality it’s as alive as the world my eyes see.


JidosReality 5.5.13

Peaches and happy days, It’s lush; we can be ourselves around each other. Like a puzzle; each piece fits

the heart consumed Lost in time, where every second counts.

Hours pass by, A Kodak moment, capturing your sweet smile

Consumed in a memory Kept close to your heart now and forever

it’s a Polaroid picture of a sunset and moonlight just for xu

Jidos reality

I Stand Hear like a Picture Painted with an emotion of sadness happiness taken over by the migration of love.



Which costs nothing but tears lost in an ocean of Madness were only pills and doctors live.



One piece lost in a shredded bed on a plate full of salad, your taste has made my tong become abusive.



Batter cod broken life ware’s the mirror who would of knew this little story would become a world lost in a simple chapter.



Mixed with pages of pure knowledge story telling game playing, many answers to simple and lazy days overtaken by sunny laughter.



And scary dreams which seem to Scream out and bite you like a piece of stake I was about to put in my mouth.



Washed down with an Orange taste of fresh Orange juice, the choices I make reflect some sort of attitude you would think that would be the case in-deed.



Words can only create the pens world can you see? It maybe blue ink or black ink a Pad with a Pen with a brush and some colours paint a picture then an emotion  becomes alive in my head.


Jidos Reality 19.5.12

To express every emotion I feel. To understand the smile that it brings.


To cry at the thought, I would have never thought she would have made me see there are dreams.


She held my hand when I cried and when I smiled. She never ever made me scream.


You never ever had to care for someone you never knew. I’ll miss you loads, I don’t care what anyone thinks.


If it wasn’t for you I wouldn’t be here saying these things I would be lost, wishing for a dream.


So thank you for being my friend, thank you for making me see. To my friend, you will always be close to my heart where my happy thoughts live.

Jidos Reality 7.7.12

Life what an amazing word to give such a precious feeling we feel each day,

To breath to touch to smile I’ve laughed and cried in my dreams in my sleep all day every week.

  
Today’s another day just like yesterday and i pray and thank you for tomorrow, we truly are blessed without the little ant there would be no me.

  
Scared by sadness I see around me, my heart turns to stone, crumbling at every tear I see.

  
With one loved another is gone, another is born far away in a land of pure ecstasy,

Happiness cannot be a word I would use when I held your little body in my arms.

  
Happiness would be the feeling rushing through my every thought’s, but life is the word I would use so I say I pray for today and thank you for tomorrow.

  
Jidos Reality 7.1.10

Give me a smile and I’ll be happy for the day, tell me you Love me and I know not everything will be okay.
  


My smile begins to Cry the only life it knows are tears from my eyes, wont you please tell me I'm thinking why?
  


Lost in a wolfs clothing feeling like a sheep that can’t cry, you've gone and made me think you make me angry you make me sick.
  


If I never never we could dream forever holding onto things that we could love forever.


  
No more Strawberry’s or Cheese cakes or sweet things our love craves rain drops consumed by scattered emotions that are all lost.
  


Cold misty nights consuming the only light that I got.The fast wind whispering its not here to catch me when I drop.
  


The earth's ready to take me back as soon as my heart decides to stop, ill be the last one praying from Ashes to Ashes and Dust to Dust.



Jidos Reality 20.1.13

Body's numb my senses are heightened for wats about to come! Every emotion is a puzzle that looks oddly complete.

To perfect... my eyes whisper to my thoughts as they think. 

This can't be the solution to the aggravation that's been causing my sleep to commit suicide in the dark every night as I try to sleep! 

JidosReality dragged poetry into somewhere that's deep.

 It will never be the same! broken so much it searches for a solution to try and get out qweek.  

My problems are bigger than yours! And your Problems are bigger than mine? 

They all problems that need solving let's hide them away in my ink and watch my pen start drowning.

I knew it was to good to be true! Cause the truth is never good if it's only about you. 

JidosReality 25.1.17

Every letter in the word I'm talking about felt ashamed to be the reason why this word was alive filled with pain.


Each letter with a meaning to create this words name. When this word is spoken the letters break up like broken pain.


They memory could never be the same, tangled and twisted blind men always thinking why they eyes are always searching to why they blind but always listening.


Letters don't want to be picked the alphabet try's to speak. Life had left these letters oh how much power does this word need? It's filled with greed that's all it needs.


Pain and misery give life to it's every heart beat, the secret was silent only the letters knew about it. Each letter brought together to create one word filled with lost letters. 


Disgusting and sick thoughts washed up in a ***** sink, torched and tormented the pen stops writing when this word is mentioned. 


The poem book shouts with loads of anger so much pain this word will always remind ya, with out these letters it's meaning begins to crumble.


All these letters want to know why they were picked to create a word so disgustingly sick, a word that causes anger pain and grief. 


It's secret was alive as a snow flake searching for some heat, the Tongue would not speak it stutters this word makes it weak.


The memory it creates has only a place in a heart that's filled with no love but hate. It takes love away twists it and turns it into pain.


Trust will make you think when this word begins to speak! Silence leaves the room running from the screams. Don't lie this word shouts hopping that you never believe.


When these letters come together it's another stormy cloudy weather. Rain drops turning into tears.


Lightning mixed with fear, dark clouds screaming but no one seems to hear. The pain brings alive every emotion that we try to hide.

"******* 


JidosReality 20.3.15

How deep do you think when you sleep in a dream? How clear does it seem everything that feels so real.

Life is alive Breathing, Listening and Learning. Our eyes are watching and screaming searching but whispering.

Tears always watching they own shadows crying. Reality see that's a memory that's free. 

I court a smile heed it away some were in my jeans. What can I say words and letters amazingly hypnotise me.

I use this pen as a weapon to battle this label iv been labelled Depression.

Every letter belongs to a word that holds the secret to the combination as to why my deppretion is always whispering, and asking questions.

My mind never sleeps it racers as it thinks. My pen has a heart that's filled with ink to write and breath.

The lines in my poem book come alive when a memory speaks. Words start Buzzing Blushing Craving for something.

This label is on a table that's balancing on a box of Medication. Doctors sitting around this table, trying to find a solution that will save me.

What you doing doctors asking? Why my words were shouting and smiling and not saying nothing.

Letters thinking and crying, How Deep do you think when you sleep in a dream?

JidosReality 9.6.14

I wrote a Poem about Poetry 

Poetry said no.

Told me stop said I'm not ready to understand what poetry knows, I told it iv learned my Lesson! See my memory's were lost just like its soul, 


Nightmares sitting there talking to me, i told Poetry i understand why its thoughts are always speaking, words that are day dreaming screaming at me shouting So loud.


I took the pen away from the pad i made it feel sad. I made my Poem book crave for words that make it go mad.


Poetry laughed at me!! Than silently whispering, told me I was  shouting out words that are mumbling nothing, said every one has a story on a page that speaks, My story was on a broken page thats hard to fix. 

Im often not missed yet so miss understood, 


See poetry with out me is A lost page in a book that cant speak, trying to Miss treat every word it speaks. 

Letters coming alive wen i write see my pen smiles amazed at the poetry it writes.Every line craving a story to tell.

Poetry looked at me tried to shack my hand, begged me for the pen and the pad I had, told me im still not ready to understand wat poetry has.

But respected me for keeping poetry safe in my hand.

JidosReality 14.5.16

I'm dedicated to the pen my Poetry makes words that come alive, so please let's smile take a moment and think for a while.


I want to cry as I smile writing this poem the words are coming from a place that iv never known. Hide and sick as the words play games that I'm supposed to know.


Have you ever wrote poetry in the snow and not known were it's gonna go. Has your soul told you secrets that you only know? 


I'm Dedicated yes I got to write I go to sleep get lost in a dream my poetry still writes. Eyes open up in the morning craving to write.


Dedicated to this medication my pen gives me all the time. Shaking like an addict craving to write addicted to many letters the words feel so write.


I bit my lips as I write my hands cuddle this pen, words from my poem book have come alive. I see when you read my poem your thoughts stop thinking and start speaking.


How amazing are the words you been reading from the beginning, a simple question with many answers searching for a meaning. 


Poetry with out my words becomes lost and confused so naked poetry becomes a mess. 


Im an addict Dedicated to the story the words keep telling, read Dedication again many story's on one page like the scars on my pen when it thinks every day 


JidosReality 4.4.15

Passion is a gift I have inherited from following my heart and listing to my conscious.

Becoming friends with my shadow cuddling these happy days, with memories of the past.

Mixed with visions of the future, trapped in a world filled of passion and pain, one must take a moment to ponder ~ How must one feel when you are deserted by those close to your heart ~

  
To be lonely is what I fear most but the passion I have deep within me keeps my heart alive.

  
With every beat each moment counts, and every step taken becomes a different story in this chapter in my life.

I was a baby once and learned how to cry, now I’m a dad I wake up with a smile, I tend to loose myself patiently overtaken by this feeling of self guilt.

  
Heartbroken shredded to pieces some of them too small to pick up cause the memories are too hard to control.

Now I must be that baby again and stop crying and passionately love my broken mind.

Jidos Reality 16.1.11

This Poem was written to me by Loneliness.. It screamed at me and said 

This Poems about Me Only Me To Remind me..

You a paper cut version of a book with out a story.

Empty like the wind always lost searching for a breeze, hollow as the pen that's leaking all it's ink.

Sad as a clown watching people laughing at you searching for you face in a crowd. 

You a stick in a match-box covered in snow, you the boy with the big heart that no body wants to keep safe and hold.

Surely been a looser is better than not been picked, you have no one I'm the only emotion that chose to not leave. 

I'm your lonely happiness your lonely love, I'm your lonely anger I DO! But no one else cares who you are.

You just like the tittle of this poem Sleeping Words.. Now take my hand Loneliness has some were we can go.

JidosReality 4.2.17

I’ve been thinking about us I’ve been thinking about this, I’ve been thinking about you and everything we both miss.

The love in your heart makes all my emotions blush your kiss and your touch were locked away deep in my heart.

The magic we feel in your voice when you speak, the look in your eyes it’s amazing so deep so peaceful and calm they tell a story that’s so sweet.

Just like a red rose you are truly unique, the way you bite your lip when i hold you and pull you close to me.

It’s a memory that makes my heart beat buzz like a bee, Can you see what I see the havens opening up letting all the angels go free.

Here’s a kiss just for you and yes I do love you two. You the world to my breath the goose bumps on my neck.

Your style is amazing what a wonderful craving, The sparkle in you eye is like a puzzle that fits.

You the rush to my touch the lock to our trust, the imagination to this dream that we set free.

So i sat down a wrote something for you all from me, so this love letter I wrote is because I’ve been Thinking about You”

Jidos Reality 9.8.12

Time took away all the freedom I had earned the bag full of secrets was waiting for it's turn.


It felt like Time had stopped but every second had it's turn, with every second came a minute I try to be strong but it hurts.


The hours become days moving fast but slower than yesterday, my mind is numb filled with thoughts leaving a bitter taste on my Tongue.


I'm helpless with no help where's the help when you need help? People turn they faces no body answers your txts. Homeless on the street food banks calling me.


See it's a mistary to me how many people have deserted me. I can't cry my tears are dry from crying all the time.


I suppose I'm cut from a different cloth, poverty cuddles me tight leaving a smell that's about to rot.


"Trails and Tribulations now I'm two steps back silently moving like a shadow in the dark.


JidosReality 20.3.15

Happiness is the most amazing memory, It’s the life to our hearts the imagination to our dreams.
  


The smile to our Tears everything our memory thinks, and when death comes we may leave the rest to our Guardian Angel.  
  


Who’s destiny is to help us back to the other world we came from to rest in our Cradle a place where we could be our selves.
  


And not worry if our personality’s will be taken, a place where Soul Searching becomes a thought not so easily mistaken.
  


Imagination dreaming fast catching this memory our destiny has taken, the past now has a meaning it now makes scene’s to what I'm feeling.
  


The future was always waiting for This Memory to come and take it, Happiness may be amazing but when it’s gone Anger will satisfy your Reflections craving.
  

Jidos Reality 6.2.13

The marks humans leave are too often scars. One thing you can't hide is when you're crippled inside.

The worst type of crying wasn't the kind everyone could see. No, the worst kind happened when your soul wept and no matter what you did.

there was no way to comfort it. See I think it's good for a person to spend time alone. 

It gives them an opportunity to discover who they are and to figure out why they are always alone.

JidosReality 2.4.16

You will always be judged!

You will always be judged by the blind leading the drunks. By the sad sad days stumbling around the house.

Shouting and screaming, tearing all those thoughts out. Saying things you never ever thought you dreamed about.

Shouting out words that are filled with anger when you only whisper to you self.

No one hears they all tired of the bottle causing problems. They don't see that you try to drink all your memories away. 

The alcohol understands all the pain and the rage, they never drink! But qweek to judge when your heart stops showing love.

All the shouting and rumbling questions searching for answers that lead to something.

What once was a habit is now an addition, you've become an addict. You will always be judged by the blind leading the drunks.

JidosReality 24.1.14

Sometimes in life you wait for time, than you come to realise hat time has come and passed by, SomeDays I just sit hear thinking thinking been waiting for so long forgot what I’m thinking.

I love day dreaming makes me forget my thoughts are screaming, Portsmouth City’s my Home play up Pompey can you hear the song?

I’m still waiting for a answer to my solution many years have passed by seconds and minutes gone to sleep.

SomeDays I feel weak other days I’m strong, sometimes I wish I never made that wish. And when I feel down and everything’s around me I take a walk to the seaside.

And watch the world look at me I only have one life no one hear to save me. My happiness and peace Portsmouth City gives me. May Portsmouth be blessed let’s all look after our city.

Jidosreality 2.10.17

I’ve been thinking about you and the things that you do, I really like you loads and I want to be with you.

Want to hold you when you lonely and be the reason you smile I want to be the one there for you when you need a shoulder to cry on.

I’ve never felt so happy since you’ve been in my life, you amazing and Beautiful I just need to tell you.

I want you to trust me and know I’m always there for you, I want to be your lover and your best mate for life, and I want to hold you close to me all night.

My love just want to let you know you make me tingle in-side, The cuddles we have are so lovely they nice, I want to always catch that tear and tell you everything will be alright.

I know things aren’t simple that’s not how they supposed to be, but if we try we can share this moment just you and me.

Jido Reality 5.3.10

Happy Birthday to you may all your wishers and dreams come true, you truly amazing one of a kind your hearts filled with love that always makes me smile.

Every thought you feel and think makes me want to return the love back, you changed my life and I will always love and thank you for that.

You like my mom you like my best mate always there when I need someone to brighten up my day.

I remember when I was sick and found everything so hard, you always seem to find a way to bring my smile out.

Its funny there’s days how everything has changed; I’m much a happier person because of the things you said.

Its true and I’m proud and happy to tell you that you can always count on me, whenever you need to.

Writing this poem is the only way i can tell you.

Jidos Reality 22.9.11

I'm sorry you gone and taken away from my life, just to let you know you will always be my best mate for life.



I can feel you smiling now because the Angels are holding you tight, my friend I Miss You Loads everyday and all night.



You will always be in my thoughts and make my smile come alive; you always find away to show me my life is al-right.



I wish I could hold you and see that smile in your eyes, I miss you that’s right that’s the truth I can’t lie the memory you have given me is an emotion that’s nice.



So till I meet you again my good friend Good bye good night and please sleep tight just know that your memory is locked away deep inside.



Were all my happiness lives that makes me smile all the time.



Jidos Reality 8.11.11

Should you ever leave! he’ll become a Homeless man broken and cold on the street, his Dreams will run away as far away from him as they can be.




His Lonely Soul would try to find a way through his torched mind as his memories slowly eat away at him.




His heart was Crumbling the more he prayed for his Smile to come and save him, his Destiny was lost in a Shadow with many tears Lost in Dreams whispering to him. 




Isolated from the world his Hour Glass would never set him free, Everyday was a battle as his Nightmares took hold of him.




Death wouldn’t even wait around the corner to come and save him his life is now filled with Misery and cold pain from deep-within. 




Silence was not a wish that held the key to his destiny, his Smile made no sound as his tears would start to scream.




Should you ever leave you’ll take away everything that’s close to him.




Jidos Reality 15.10.12

Life was "Testing and screaming dreams were waiting and shouting. Every word felt like something trusting was nothing.


I grew up hurting and breaking literally hating, they say life was amazing my life took me so reality was basically crazy.


What price would you pay for a smile and whilst you thinking all that anger eats you up inside. I searched and I looked but there was nothing I could find.


Poetry came along and changed my life, the imagination in the pen and the pad saved my life. The words came out rushing cuddling me tight.


The rush that they give me makes me tingle inside JidosReality has come alive. 


Do you read what I write? do you like what you read? Does my poetry understand you like it understands me?


Do the words come to you when you sleep in a dream? Do you understand why the words feel so real?


Poetry locked up patiently waiting, watching and thinking the meaning was sleeping lost in a dream were there's no end to it's meaning.


When letters come together words blush like butterfly's in the Summer weather. They break you like suicide makes you cry when you wanna die.


They hold you when you smile everything feels alright. They follow you watching you waiting for the right time.


The clock seems to be ticking minutes passing by, seconds to many hours days passing by another month brings me closer to the day I got to die.


The day when words make more sense to the amazement of my eyes. Reality was as amazing as the poetry that I write.


JidosReality 20.3.15

Change is the law of life and those who only look at he past or present are certain to miss they future. So give me a smile and I’ll be happy for the day.

Portsmouth City of friends what can I say? Thank you to Portsmouth for putting a smile on my face, thank you for showing me my dreams **** a beautiful place.

You held my hand when I cried and said don’t worry everything will be alright. The things you do and the hinges you say such a beautiful memory truly blessed.

Many friends Iv meet many cultures in this city, nights in cooking lamb all bringing a little culture to dinner. Many friends from around the world who call this home Portsmouth City.

I promised my self one day I would become a pharmacist, to help those that are sick come sit down my friend let’s talk about it over a cup of tea.

Portsmouth City of friends next time you meet someone that’s not feeling so good. Just be they friend.

JidosReality 8.10.17

Dint stand on me my life's filled with wild flowers. You know nothing about it! Iv been to Hell and back I can show you vouchers.

That's why I write poems that are filled with broken bottles. Today felt like a silent picture searching for some colour in it's world.

I hold onto the old willow tree, but it's shade is Oh so cold! I let go and the wind takes me to a place were silence grows.

A place were screaming has loads of meaning, every sound screaming and searching.

Where your heart will never love, because hate will make it starve. I try to run to find somewhere to hide!

But when I hide my eyes start to cry, my tears think but they thoughts are deep.

Sadness comes along and takes hold of me, so don't stand on me take a look at the picture painted for me.

JidosReality 24.1.13

From Life we need more to the meaning as to why Our Hearts sometimes beat rhythms that never Stop Screaming.
  


My lonely Mind forces skies to cry storms of ice, confused swarms of moths erasing out fabric lives.
  


Like a Mirror a Imagination  turns into a true tragedy it’s a sad situation that was never meant to be.
  


My Personality has many actors to play different roles this world wants to see. My Smile is the make-up that I use to hide just how I feel.
  


My Eyes are always searching for a picture only painted for me. My Touch is so cold all it craves is some warm heat.
  


My Taste is always bitter from the lies my thoughts always speak. My “
Soul smells of roses that were never send to me.
  


My Words make no noises they as silent as the church bells that call us to pray from deep with-in.
  


My Personality is split and left all alone like an old willow tree. From Life we need more to the meaning as to why our hearts sometimes beat rhythms that never stop screaming.


Jidos Reality 28.1.13

My Tears are lost in a world that screams, That world can be found some-were hiding in my thoughts as they think. 

In this world you'll get lost as all your emotions get ****** out. Love becomes pain happiness rots away, loneliness sticks to you like water drops stick to rain.

Many thoughts Trying to understand why I'm crawling and not able to stand! But understanding that they lost in this confused world in my head that's gone mad. 

Tear drops strangling every tear drop they see smile! Anger consuming the only laughter left in the sky, Insanity patiently waiting no twinkle in it's eyes. 

My reflection trapped in this world in my head that's broken. Voices shouting out!  how could such sad words be spoken? 

My tears are lost in a world that screams! Let me know wen you find the answer to why you don't understand this world in my head that screams.

JidosReality 22.1.17

Death was waiting for it's finger nails to grow long, so it could grab him in the back and drag him into another world were all it's secrets lived.

His double life was catching up.

All his lies had to stop, his demons would never leave him turning his smile into something evil.

To sacrifice he would never think twice. His black book was filled with secret rituals to  conjure many different demons that were blood thirsty.    

In the morning whilst we were sleeping, he was awake feeding demons plotting and scheming.

His food was always special it was blessed from Hell with a message from Satan.

With words he had to speak to take control of what we think, from a smokeless fire to what the snake desired.

He would make sure your soul was promised to those that come from the fire. To him *** was never pleasure! 

It was this way to show the demons that they had his blessing. He would take your soul and slowly live off it.

Sit back and watch your whole world crumbling. The more souls he takes the stronger he begins to hate.

There's not a twinkle when you look into his eyes, it's the evil that scares ya at night.

He was consumed by guilt at power, the angel of death is coming even if he tries to run away faster.

JidosReality 24.4.14

I don’t know why I stopped to express myself and Write it feels like I've been in an accident, forgetting how to use a fork and knife.


Got to ask the waiter for a spoon looks like ill be having soup tonight, I hit a brick wall the night I felt my Poem Book shut its self up tight.


I got chills in my bones My Pen had forgotten how to write, these withdrawals of my thoughts seem to want to run away and hide.


They've given up this fight my sanity come alive with this pen when I write; every word is Crushed into pieces each one searching for a fight.


It felt like been in an old house Scared and Haunted as I write My Pen picked me up and took all this pain out of my life.



It taught me how to think and stop my thoughts from twisting me deep inside, my eyes would always light up and wonder at about what I write.


The Ink is my best friend on every line that has never tested me, every word has a meaning and My Pen shows me what I'm feeling.


Jidos Reality 5.12.12

A new baby is like the beginning of all things wonder hope, a dream of possibilities we all grow to know. A new life so sweet oh wat a perfect soul.


Love not complicated smiling before we think it. A soul so peaceful it brings tears to my eyes knowing that one day this soul will be broken.


Tarnished into many pieces dark secrets lost in the decisions. From a cute little baby who's heart beats love whose eyes shine brighter than the scars.


Skin so soft a delicate Rose that cant be lost. To a cold heart beating anger and pain personalities switching places depending on the lie of the day.


We all wait for time looking at the clocks hoping the life to come will bring happiness to our hearts. How you going to hold the life you created in your palms? Keep it safe in a nice warm place?


You say it's the beginning of something new, still making the same mistakes blaming everyone else but you? It's a sad sad situation I was a lovely baby so cuddly so cute chubby cheeks little Afro looking good.


Wat happened to that baby? Where was everyone that always said we care for him? They left it all alone on a silent dusty road, now my life's been one big Bus stop no were to go.


JidosReality 24.7.15

I love Reading books on Kings and Queens.it’s amazing how I feel creating patterns that speak to me.

Inspired by the this city that has welcomed me. There is no other place I would rather be.

It’s like my designs are words that are hear to change the world, from henna to weaving creating and passion.

My imagination creates all these designs that start blushing.

See kids are our future teaching is my dream and I’ll teach them always to follow they dreams.

And give back to this place I now call home Portsmouth City. Remember your futures born with freedom follow your dreams and allow your imagination to speak to you.

For if I can take a plain page and bring it alive, you could work towards your future and watch it smile.

JidosReality 4.10.17

I love it when I see a smile all over your face; it’s such a lovely memory what a beautiful place.



You not only like my Mum but one of my best mates, you always there for me to make me happy no matter what it takes.



You keep my heart strong as I forget all my fears every day, your heart is warm and lovely like an Angel you can never be replaced.



You dry my tears when I cry and replace them with a smile all over my face, when the days are dark and my mind was cold as snow.



You wrapped your warm “Angel Wings” around me and made sure I was warm, you calm the storm in my head and made “My Heart Beat” Beat again.



When my world is upside down you take me to a place where happiness comes from.



Jidos Reality 8.11.12