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Searching through madness
The outcome will be bleak
You shall never know
What you are trying to seek.

Dazed and confused
Just one pile of mess
Entangled in hopeless despair
In a turquoise dress.

Battered and bruised
Encased in a ****
Nobody is listening
It’s all to absurd.

So here you
are standing
Totally blind,
Trying to
catch hold
Of something
you will
never find.
Mark Bell 23h
Social media a platform
For good and bad
If you are a snowflake
It’s going to make you sad,
Catholic Protestant Muslim Jew
The problem is not the platform
The problem is you.
Are you a deceiver
Are you a believer,
Good and bad
Exist only in the receiver.
You do not need to cower
To social media power
Be strong don’t open the gate
Don’t be inane and take the bait.
Good and bad lives in us all
If you climb higher and higher
The harder you will fall.
I needed you
You threw me aside,
Every night without you
Tears I cried,
I lay there not knowing
What to do,
You left me mother
I was only two.
In my teens my
Thoughts did grow
Did I really want to know
Who was my mother
Who tossed me aside
I had no more tears
I wished to cry.
But alas I had to know
The thoughts in my head
They would not go,
For five years I searched the land
No information was coming to hand
What sort of woman
Could abandon a child
This Made me who I am
A little bit wild,
So with my adopted names
I shall not pursue this
Cruellest of games.
Jul 16
Sunshine days
Mark Bell Jul 16
The promenade is full today
With sunshine walkers
Enjoying the day.
Children with
beach *****
In sand
they play,
This is the
life on a
Summers day.
Fish and chips
Inside beachside cafes
Policeman in glass box
Having a laugh.
Attraction of thee
Arcades ready to
Take your money,
Fifty pence machine you
Might win a bunny.
The day ends the sun
Needs a rest
Sunshine days
Simply the best.
Jun 30 · 77
A little lie
Mark Bell Jun 30
Being tried for ******
In the first degree
Execution is waiting
Waiting for me.
Finally to get rid of
The monster
That lives inside,
I know Im not guilty
They won’t know I lied.
Jun 29 · 85
Why
Mark Bell Jun 29
Why
My girl with
Golden eyes
My daughter
Reached the
Age of five
Her journey
Was about to start
Then disaster
Our world
Fell apart.
She was gone
Tears I cry
Why do children
Have to die.
Jun 27 · 52
Finding ones roots
Mark Bell Jun 27
I was born
Under a wandering star
Didn’t have any money
To buy a car.
Bedraggled suit
Holes in my boots
Had no job
Had no roots.
I was born
Under a wandering star
I didn’t need money
To wander far.
Still had good looks
Lots of charm
Did my best
To do no harm,
Hey ** I met a witch
Lovely woman
Walked around naked
Not wearing a stitch
Was rather weird
Oddly at first
I stopped wandering
And drank my thirst.
Jun 23 · 21
Kindness
Mark Bell Jun 23
I crave some kindness
From whoever I meet
My emotions and feelings
Are damaged and weak.
Mental health shattered
Every thought is bleak,
I crave kindness
in people
the ones
I meet.
This fruit cake
Has ingredients
Some have gone amiss,
I don’t tick boxes
I don’t deserve this.
Jun 16
Ease
Mark Bell Jun 16
Im burnt out
Love is cruel
Our arguments
Have become
A titanic duel.
It shouldn’t
Be this way
It’s like a butler
Thats lost his tray,
Come on my lover
Let’s get through
This day.
Me and you
Can work this out
Let’s ease up
It’s a good shout.
At the end of another day
There we shall sleep and
There we shall lay.
Jun 10 · 70
The moody
Mark Bell Jun 10
Im drowning in
The tears you shed
You say you hate me
Then take me to bed.
Im confused it’s all inane
Completely mental
****** insane.
You don’t
Then you do
Please forgive me
I haven’t a clue.
Your a two sided coin
loyal and true,
Im stuck in the middle
Between happy and blue.
Jun 9 · 297
Death
Mark Bell Jun 9
Standing face to face
Our eyes
we just stare,
No more words
No more tears
Sometimes life
Ain’t fair,
Hand in hand
Dressed in black
Life and death
Go back to back.
We left the cemetery
In single file
It’s hard to take
The loss of a child.
Jun 7 · 71
I cried
Mark Bell Jun 7
I took what I needed
Then threw her aside
That was my mistake
In that moment I cried.
I was left broken
Crestfallen and dark.
She was wonderful
My name is mark.
Jun 7 · 227
I need
Mark Bell Jun 7
I need a woman
She needs to be kind
Im in a predicament
And tragically blind.
She needs to be hardy
I am ill tempered
And flawed,
I like good music
And a good dance floor.
She needs to be understanding
I like my walks
To be able to argue
And lots of talk.
A dating app is not my way
So I will have to put
Up with myself
For another day.
Jun 6 · 57
Live life
Mark Bell Jun 6
Welcome to now
You’ve entered
My world
You look fantastic
A sweet pretty girl.
Welcome to now
You’ve got this glow
A wonderful light
Inside a picture show.
Welcome to now
The future is ours
The world is open,
There are no bars.
Welcome to now
Under the warming sun
Are we going to
Live life and have
Some fun.
Jun 4 · 72
My calling
Mark Bell Jun 4
Walking down
the road
Carrier bags
in hand
Dreaming of
a golden beach
So my feet can
feel the sand.
Backpack carries
My waterproof tent
Walking to that
Golden beach
I don’t have to
Pay no rent.
Im not one for
Four walls
Open spaces I hear
them call,
The views I see
With my bags in hand
Life is wonderful
Oh so grand.
Jun 4 · 51
Cry for help
Mark Bell Jun 4
Who am I to
Question you
About love and
What you do.
I need to rethink
Shut my mouth
Or this relationship
Will go oh so south.
Jealousy has hit
My tiny brain
It’s there twenty four seven
Driving me insane.
Help me my darling
To silence these thoughts
So our harmony won’t
Get cut short.
Jun 1 · 78
Make me cry
Mark Bell Jun 1
Faraway woman
With faraway eyes
Please come closer
And make me cry,
Faraway woman
With tender touch
Faraway woman
I want to fall in love.
Faraway woman
I sense you are kind
Your scent of a woman
Just blows my mind.
May 31 · 172
She had the look
Mark Bell May 31
She’s got the look
The image just right,
She’s got the look
Intelligent so bright.
She’s got the look
Heart of gold
She’s got the look
Always hot never cold
She’s got the look
Bucketfuls of humour
She had the look
She died of a
brain tumour
May 30 · 68
Catch 22
Mark Bell May 30
There’s flames
In your tears
Barbwire in
your heart,
Your words
Are so hurtful
I must find
Away to part.
Your gate is
Always open
It’s there to
Welcome
me in,
But then all
The lies and hurt
It’s growing
rather thin.
Stuck in a trap
A catch 22
There’s flames
In your tears
But what can I do.
May 30 · 65
Together forever
Mark Bell May 30
I am your Bonny
You are my Clyde
Together forever
Side by side .
Take to the highways
Travel through towns
Run with the ups
Push away the downs.
We will sleep under
The stars look up
At the moon
Greet every sunrise
As if the light in the room.
We will dance the meadows
Sing to the hills
Everyday we will blossom
With the people we ****.
May 27 · 112
Me
Mark Bell May 27
Me
Sitting on a branch
High upon a tree
I am wondering
Upon my own
Sexuality.
Am I going to
Be pigeon holed
Why can’t I
Just be me.
Problem is not me
It’s ******* society.
May 27 · 69
Stories
Mark Bell May 27
We tell each other stories
About our past glories
Some are heroic
Some stupidly inane
Some are about love
suffering and pain.
We tell each other
Lots of truths
and plenty of lies
Some make us laugh
Some make us cry,
Some hit a nerve
And then you ask why.
Stories make us smile
Some stories make you weep
If there not interesting
You can always fall to sleep.
May 27 · 48
Sorry
Mark Bell May 27
Climbed the tallest mountain
Swam the coldest seas
Crawled through the desert
On my hands and knees.

You know I love you

Endured an episodes of love island
Shopping trips were hell
Heard all of your stories
You told them so well.

You know I love you

I’ve walked on broken glass
Walked on coals of fire
Pleased you all night long
Coveted your desires.

You know I love you

I’ve taken away your darkness
Soaked up all of your pain
Sorry I can’t come over tonight
Haven’t got an umbrella for the rain.
May 27 · 74
Feeling down.
Mark Bell May 27
Are you
running from
the pain
The crows
will never
leave your
Brain.

Your to low
To out run
The crow
The continual pecking
Inside your mind
Will in the end
Turn you blind.

The continuous
Crowing inside
Your head
Makes you lose
Your glow
Time after time
Blow after blow
You can’t out run
That crow.
May 26 · 148
Sweet
Mark Bell May 26
To say these three words
It’s just the truth
They come deep
inside my heart
Honestly I’ll walk
The earth
Swim the seas
Crawl the artic
Endure deep freeze.
To say these three
words to you I’ll fly them
from a flag
Die you hag
Mark Bell May 25
6+6 -2+5+3+76=94
45-2+6+74+32=155
45+78-54+456=525
1+2+3+4+5+6=21
9-1+5+6+34+7=60­
May 25 · 88
Naughty smile
Mark Bell May 25
You look at me
With a naughty smile
Shall I go or
Stay awhile.
This the conundrum
I have to work out
You are an enigma
A twisted mood
Entice me in
with a smile and food.
Do I accept
Or do I exclude,
You look at me
If I was prey
You smile
Like a game
In which
you play
It’s addictive but
Not much to say,
I smile back
And think I’ll decline
And  so live
another day.
May 24 · 99
What do I do now
Mark Bell May 24
Met a woman in 1984
We liked to dance
Upon the floor.
There were truths
There was lies
There was happiness
There were cries.
There was love
There was joy
Then in our lives
Came a baby boy.
We played games
And watched him grow
There were highs
There were lows.
Twenty years on a
Wonderful ride
Only to wake
They had committed
Suicide.
May 23 · 81
End of time
Mark Bell May 23
Seas will boil
Mountains crumble
Planet still turning
Inhabitants are burning.
There’s no room
For doom and gloom
Just raise a glass and smile
Rivers will run dry
The sky will not cry
Earth still turning
Crops are burning
There’s no room
for doom and gloom
Just raise a glass and smile
Four seasons collide
Explode into one
Mass extinction
Has just begun
There’s no room
For doom and gloom
Just raise a glass and smile
Humanity dies
New life will form
From the heart of midnight
To the break of dawn
There’s no room
For doom and gloom
So raise a glass and kiss my ****
And give a little smile.
May 23 · 197
All you need is hate
Mark Bell May 23
Paralysed on the
Highway of hate
Dancing with the devil
at the pearly gates.
Knocking on heavens door
Can I come in
I need to score.

All you need is hate
All you needs is hate
Fill your veins
Before it’s too late.
Keep on dancing
At the pearly gates.

Paralysed on the
highway to hell
Too many stories
Where once I fell
Can I come in
I need to score
That’s why I’m knocking
On heavens door.

All you need is hate
All you need is hate
Fill your veins
Before it’s to late
Keep on dancing
At the pearly gates

The world keeps turning
While I keep burning
I’ve filled my veins
What’s in store
If I can’t open
Heaven's door.
May 23 · 962
Let me back in
Mark Bell May 23
Good days
Bad days
The line is thin
Emotions have dried
There eating
You within.

Let me back in
I’ve done
nothing wrong
Let me back in
It’s where I belong.

I’ll sit on the floor
Outside your door
A week
A month
Even a year
Your worth
The fight
I love you
My dear.

Why you are like this
I do not know
Your sunshine is there
Please let it glow.
Let me back in
I’ve done
nothing wrong
Let me back in
It’s where I belong.
May 23 · 91
Who’s ruling who
Mark Bell May 23
Birthdays have lost
There happiness
Playgrounds gates
Have closed
Corruptive politicians
Are going unopposed.

Where will the children play
When trolls and hatred
Have there wicked way
Definitely not on
Social media
Where lots of them
become prey.

Children become adults
Social media is their addiction
Lots of propaganda
Lots of friction
Where will the adults play
When media has its way.
May 23 · 77
We need each other
Mark Bell May 23
Libraries have
there bibliophiles
***** feeders
have there dens
Vincent had his
paint brushes
Enid Blyton had
her pens.
Churches have there
Stories about
good and bad
Asylums have
there straight jackets
For people who
Go mad.
Dr Jekyll has Mr Hyde
An iceberg needs the cold
My old grandad
Needs a wig he’s
Going awfully bald.
May 23 · 58
Live life
Mark Bell May 23
Im sat in a puddle
There’s been no rain
Eating cheese
And cucumber sandwiches
Life’s never plain.

Im sitting in my bath
In a bright clown suit
No hot water
Just puréed fruit
Life’s never plain
Bonkers inane.

Im swinging from a rope
My life has passed
It’s all been chaos
One big farce
Life’s never plain
Please let it rain.
May 20 · 80
Anti
Mark Bell May 20
Anti this
anti that
Anti woke
Anti fat.
Anti religion
Anti despair
Anti believing
Anti care.
Anti ladies
Anti men
Anti love
Anti hate
Anti karma
Anti fate.
Anti freedom
Anti law
Anti justice
Anti life
Anti the guy
Who ****** my wife.
Actually he was cool.
May 19 · 197
Robin redbreast
Mark Bell May 19
As I woke
One blue dawn
A robin sat on
My window ledge
To greet the
coming morn.
He was small
with a redbreast
So sweetly did he sing
It brought joy to
My heart that
Little bird did bring.
As my head rose
From my pillow
I slowly left my bed
I gently closed my window
And crushed it’s
******* head.
May 18 · 76
Alone
Mark Bell May 18
I am alone
Dark is my room
The cockroaches hide
Black roses can’t bloom.
Windows don’t let
Through the sun
In my room
There is no fun.
I think I’m the
Living dead
Stuck in a book
That no one has read.
I am alone
Dark is my room
Serpents and demons
Bring in the doom.
I need light
There is no light
I need love
There is no love
I need
There is no need.
May 17 · 91
Duel
Mark Bell May 17
Me and my woman
We our stuck in a duel
I light the fire
She pours on the fuel.
Ranting and raving
We’re still misbehaving
There’s never a day
When she’s got nothing
To say
I don’t think we shall
Have it any other way.
She wrote on a note
Now it still wears thin
In this duel I shall
Always win.
Okay with me
That’s perfectly fine on
One sunny day I’ll
Poison your wine.
May 15 · 80
Jane
Mark Bell May 15
Good old violent Jane
You can’t accuse of
Being plain,
She has no understanding
She might be a bit insane.

She has no empathy
Her feelings have gone awry
Being angry with people
Will always make her cry.

30 odd emotions
Poor Jane gets quite confused
When she go's of on one all
Her friends are all bemused.

They say she’s a character
But her behaviours
Are controlling her
Good old violent Jane says
She can only concur .
May 15 · 71
Ditty
Mark Bell May 15
If everyone was all right
There will nobody left
If everyone was happy
There will no one bereft
Mark Bell May 15
I met a lady
A lady of dreams
I was naive
A little bit green.
I gave her my heart
I gave her my soul
She churned me up
And spat me out
Straight
Into a
begging bowl.
I hatched a plan
I didn’t go well
Im serving twenty
In this prison cell.
Moral of the story
Read the label
On the tin
Before you open it
And find what’s
Within.
May 15 · 109
Road blocks
Mark Bell May 15
We hurt each other
In so many ways
Blue skies were blue
But now just
grey
Our we so different
Like chalk and cheese
Hurting each other
So ease up
please.
We seemed to be
Road blocks
Stopping the fun,
We got to get out
Of the grey
And let in the sun.
May 14 · 66
Mixed messages
Mark Bell May 14
You and me
Padlock and key
We’re be together
For all of eternity.
Couldn’t think
Of anything worse
What have I done
To endure this curse.
You and me
Ball and chain
Stuck together
Driving each
other  insane.
You and me
Peaches and cream
We’re going to ****
Each other
Not as daft as
It seems
We like each other dearly
But on the other hand
Quite not really.
May 14 · 76
True colours
Mark Bell May 14
Your reaction
Last night a
Little to rough
All I was doing
Was calling
Your bluff.
I wondered if
Violence
becomes you
Clearly now my
Bluff was true.
I know the cover
Don’t make the book
So this little matter
I shall overlook.
please forgive me
For testing you
Like this
Can I come closer
And give you a kiss.
May 13 · 109
Deleted
Mark Bell May 13
The poetry graveyard
They call delete
Millions of words written
None shall meet.
Sentences
nouns and verbs
All forgotten
Never to be disturbed.
Poetry written
not to be read
Into the graveyard
Along with the dead.
May 12 · 55
Don’t give up
Mark Bell May 12
The snail entered
A twenty five mile race.
Wow the snail started
At a reasonable pace.
The participants were
Passing the winning line
Bernard the snail was still
Well behind.
All the runners had
All gone home
Good ole Bernard
In the race all alone.
Two years later in the
Pouring rain
Bernard had to stop
He was in too much pain
Two miles into the race
He was doing  quite well,
When a boot came out
And crushed his shell
Poor ole Bernard
He didn’t pull the plug
He finished ten years later
As a rather fit slug.
Mark Bell May 12
Look me dear
I don’t give a ****
Our lives together
Has been one big sham.
You started the lies
When you said I do
You slept with me
Then the vicar too.
I knew of your hurtful
Wicked ways
I too slept with her
And I still do today.
May 12 · 338
Why are you like this
Mark Bell May 12
In every breath
There lives a cry
All I can taste
Is all of your lies.
In every word
A web you weave
Cryptic prose
All out to deceive.
The sound of your voice
Is twisted with fear
What comes out
I will not adhere.
What do you see
When you look at me
Im stuck in your web
Trying to break free.
In every look
Your totally blind
Why were you made
So awfully unkind.
May 12 · 70
Eulogy
Mark Bell May 12
I will remember
You in high esteem,
Upright and smart
Always clean.
Never a bad word
Perfect prose
You were the star
In my picture show.
You were the sparkle
Inside my perfect dream,
We went together
Like peaches and cream.
They will cremate your body
Your flesh will burn
Then  they give me your
Ashes in a silvery urn.
Your memories will dance
With the stars that shine
Wonderful person
Loving and kind.
May 11 · 66
Realisation
Mark Bell May 11
Running into the forest
I was skinny as a rake
The story starts here
It was a stupid mistake.
I had not eaten
Became very weak
I came across this cabin
Thats when I heard
That shriek.
The door opened wide
Appeared a woman in white
Nothing seemed natural
Nothing seemed right.
I slept through the night
The sun rose at dawn
Then what I saw
I wish I had
never been born.
The woman of the cabin
Had no flesh on her bones
All of a sudden felt oh so alone
With her out stretched hand
She took me to her bed
This was when I realised
I to was dead.
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