Born in chains
Razor blade rains
Freezing cold fires
Non born desires

The faith I keep
I shall not weep
Battles daily
Battlefield called life
These chains I fight

I ride into the sun
On a sleigh of ice
I dance in the rain
Knowing its all inane

Chained into restrictions
I was born ,to many rules
Chained into a stewpot
These links I must fool

Bound to be unbounded
I need to be freed
Chains and lock
Keep me an unfertilised seed

My life .
My chair
My chains
My faith
I die

My mum
bless her
She died
We had a
Lovely service
At the crem.
Mum had
A sense
of humour
All her
twelve
Children
began
with M.
All the poetry
People play
A simple game
8 boys 4 girls
See how many
you can name.
E mail me
     markyb1234z@icloud.com

This little challenge
Is harder than you think
Mum was a wordsmith
You will miss
her if you blink

A man and his dog
Came into the pub
for
A Pint
of beer
And a bit
of grub.
After his meal
gave his mouth a wipe
Told the locals that
His dog wasn’t the
Obedient type.
If anyone here
Can make my dog
To adhere
you
win 50 pounds
and
A keg of beer.
The challenge
a cost you a pound
And a pint of beer
All the locals tried
The dog would
not adhere,
Saturday night
A man came in
Looking gaunt
Rather thin
Took up the challenge
With voice so soft
Picked up the
Unsuspecting dog
Threw it on the fire
And said now get off.
The man won his fifty
And his keg of beer
The dog got away
with just
a burnt ear
Man getting drunk
giving it large,
Lucky the dog
named lucky
Dropped the cruelty charge.

Just Popped out to buy a paper
Returning so happy four days later
Met a lady in the street
Very beautiful,very petite.
we hugged,we talked
We sang we walked
Four days and nights we lived
For each other
Just by chance I had met
My mother

Living in the shade
Yearning for light
When you get it,
It will surely burn

Grass is Greener
On the other side
Fantasy a wonderful thing
Heartache and yearning
Without wisdom and learning
Can then change really begin.

Minorities want change
Earning it with words
You no it only comes with death
It's the way, It hurts to say
And really ******* absurd.

Ball stopped rolling
Mis understood
Too many ifs
Too many could’s.
Stuck out
in the
Freezing cold
Down the
river
I’ve been
sold.
Up **** creek
Without a paddle
Been entered
for
The
donkey
derby
No sign of a saddle.
Life for me is just
Mess
I might chop me
***** of and start
wearing
A dress.

In the ancient mariner
Who killed floss.
Flossy was the albatross.
What happened to Fred
The wheelbarrow of red
Did he end up like flossy
****** well dead.
What happened to my shadow
Whom jumped into my bed
I don’t know what happened
To it
I shall fear to tread.
What happened to the jabberwocky
Once a fearsome beast
Must have gone with a happy thought
Kept warm by Jason’s fleece
What happened to that lonely cloud
In the skies for the fallen
Turned into fire and ice
Next to the tree of poison.

I got my false teeth
From a charity shop
Top and bottom
Did fit the slot.
For three weeks the
Cat chewed me food
Now with teeth
I am in a better mood.
Got me toothbrush
From a charity shop
We’re selling them cheap
Didn’t cost a lot.
Couldn’t find a dentist
On the NHS
So me north and south
Became a bit of a mess.

Brought a used toilet roll
From a charity shop
I got to stop writing this
****.

I’m a little pawn
On a chess board
Wanting to be
king for the day.
Moving left
Moving right
Always getting
Killed
By that
Nasty knight.
When I awake
Inside another game
Every time
I get ****** slain.
I think the queen
She’s on the take
I do hope I
Don’t make
The same mistake.
I am a little pawn
In a little square
Moving black
Moving white
Made the same mistake
Oh ****** *****.

What will
This year
Bring 2025
Will it be
A good year
For Our species
To survive.
This animal
Called human
Needs conflict
And love,
Stars are crying
For humanity
In that space above.
Misery and happiness
Apart they shall be torn
In this year 2025
A new year is born.

Is there anyone
Out there find
My rhymes
Funny,
Please subscribe
Send me lots of
Of money.
If so  write
Them in a book,
On Copyright
Me and the cat
will overlook .
You good poets
Out there put
Me to shame
Im better of
Playing the
Scrabble game.
I’ve had a few
Guinness
It’s late at night,
Im going to sleep
Out goes the light.

Im not doing
This tug of war,
It’s upsetting
The children
Thats for sure.
The rope we pull
when it breaks it’s
Going to be a
Hurtful mistake.
Can’t you see it’s
Not all about us.
All our friends
And children
have become
Nonplussed
Please my darling
Don’t shut the doors
Because all it
causes is
These tug
of wars,

I love you
You love me
Let’s go on
A killing spree
Rob some banks
Nick there money
Shoot up the feds
When the days
Are sunny.
Life upon the
Open road
Committing
Outrageous crimes
Getting lots of write ups
Inside the New York Times.
We robbed a bank in Tulsa
Killed a judge in upper state
People adored us
They thought we were great.
Feds they chased us
Back and forward
Over county lines
We were still making
Headlines in the New York Times.
Banks were robbed people killed
Then one day our fate was sealed
In a massive shoot out with the feds
Me and Bonnie ended up quite dead.

Needing to be heard
Sociably inept
Communication flaw
My words  have no depth,
I try to converse
You don’t hear what I say
It’s like having a script
But no where to play.
Words are like land mines
I’ll say the wrong thing
Then everything goes
Haywire and the
silence begins.
Then I think how
To put things right
I might as well have put
My head in a bucket of *****.
Then she says get your
Head out the ***** if you don’t
You won’t be having *** tonight.

Innocence white
Sadness grey
Colours help
Through the day.
Golden heart
True blue
Seas of colour
For me and you.
Red cherries
Blue berries
Let these
Colours flow,
Into the
***
At the end
of your
Rainbow.

Yellow purple
Green and blue
Your my rainbow
I guess thats you,
You bring
colour
To my
being,
It’s so beautiful
What I’m seeing.
Yellow purple
Red and Green
Life’s a countryside
Your so serene,
Your motion is
like a butterfly
Your so annoying
Go away and die.

Ten years
Dogs in tow
England was
My picture show
Highest peaks
Fantastic views
Tired legs
Worn out shoes
Three of us
Washed in lakes
Broke the law
Made mistakes
Fallen asleep
Peculiar places
Spoken to people
With friendly faces
Towns and cities
Passed us by
Freezing nights
Have made us cry
Through the darkness
The day gives us light
Through all the wrongs
We’re still going all right.

Window cleaner
Cleaned many
a pane,
What I’ve seen
Would put
Babe station
to shame.
People having
A meal for two,
Up on me ladder
I had a perfect view.
Through peoples
Windows I had
To clean,
Eye sore
carnal pleasure,
Do you know
What I mean,
Me ladders
A treasure.

World War One
Confused dot com.
Looking cute
In my birthday suit
Looking aplomb
Confused dot com.
I shot a  guy
I do no why
It made me cry
People in power
Told us lies,
They needed our blood
To colour the mud
The powers to be hadn’t
Got A clue
So the daft *******
Went and
Started World War Two
It’s all nonsense
You don’t have to agree
Arabs and the Jews
Will start world war three
Maybe.
I met a man who
was at the battle
of the Somme
He told me he was
confused dot com.

Door opened in she fell
With a bloodied face
I knew she wasn't well.
This lovely lady who
Oozed such charm,
Who was the person
Who could do her harm.
Why had this lady
Rang my bell,
Did she have something she wanted to tell.
Who was this woman who
Had entered my life,
Being confused I think I might
Have murdered my wife.

Moon landings
Conspiracy.
Simulation,
Manipulation
Do’s anyone agree.

12 humans
Supposedly have
Walked on the moon
Just a little tease,
Why aren’t
these humans
Massive celebrities .

Radiation on the
Moon running
Rife  to cancer only
One lost their life.

Why was it a race
To land on the moon
Ask Elvis
he lives there
With a hairy baboon.

The Romans couldn't do it
****** tried in vain
Ghenghis Khan
Alexander the Great
All died just the same.
Empires of the sun have tried it
To take over our worldly globe
Thee only object to do this
Is stuck to your propaganda lobe.

While sitting on
A white washed wall
Longtime I would sit
A squirrel came up
To me and asked me
For a cup of tea.
Hello mr squirrel
You seem very nice
I have no tea but
I have coffee
Would that be suffice.
We conversed the
Squirrel and I
Talked about anything
Time just flew by.
Mister squirrel
please don’t
Leave
I like you very much
Im out of here said
The squirrel
I can  see your really
nuts.

Me and my mate said its not to late
To do some countryside art.
So we took some paint and a big brush
Always knowing that someone would kick up a fuss
We painted his cows pink
We painted his sheep yellow
You could safely say the farmer wasn't a happy fellow
We painted trees white,all his hens blue
Into the night we still had lots to do.
The countryside is a fun place to be
When your painting everything you can see.
Constable put it to canvas set firmly in time
A constable came to arrest us for committing a crime
Countryside art might not be for all
But when you think of it,it was a good call

Wandered lonely as a loon
With a  baked bean tin
And a silvery spoon
Kings and queens would
Bow to me
I was the happy,chirpy enemy
Singing all dancing happy chap
I'm a nuclear bomb in a bowler hat
They would cry with laughter
Seemingly having fun
I was the jester holding the gun
Cyanide I was, they felt the love
Laughter and happiness became like a glove

Im walking
With my women
She’s holding
My hand.
Im Feeling
Ten foot tall
She’s looking
Rather grand.
Couple of
Gay lovers
Been out
for the day,
Now it’s falling
Evening time
We’re going
To dance the
Night away.
After
doing all
Those
Nice
things
above,
We are
Going
undercover
To make
crazy
Love.

Their i was in a gene pool of fools
I think they called it a secondary school
Napoleon,Stalin and me mate gunga din
Four walls surrounded educated within
Adolph ******, ghandi me mate po ***
We gave education one hell of a shot
Kennedy brothers and me mate Luther King
Assembly started and the gene pool would sing
Alexander the Great and me mate Johnny cash
All in it together giving school days a bash
This gene pool of fools,a dastardly bad bunch
Even invited Hannibal lector for Sunday lunch
School days were good with all my weird guys
They will be remembered  not shall I

Ghostly goings on in my underpants
Where me found ****** sycophants
Brown little creepers with longish tongue
Ghosties have got me by the ghoulies
Somehow it doesn't seem wrong.
Natures little crawlers rising to the top
If they don't release my ghoulies
There all be for the chop

Sycophant in my underpants
Licking my bot bot clean
Oh this brown tongued Individual
His prose is flipping obscene

Walked a
crooked mile
Climbed a
crooked stile
Had a
crooked we we
All with a
crooked smile.
Went through
a crooked door
Said hello to
my crooked wife
I’ve never
been so
crooked Drunk
in my entire life.
Fell into my
crooked bed
Then the room
went crooked
Inside my
Spinning head
Then up come
the crooked Food
that I been
duly fed
I’d been to a
Crooked party
Hosted by
Crooked people
In a city
Called Salisbury
That has a
Crooked steeple.

Nature throws up
A curve ball
Why did she throw
You to me,
Nature throws up
A curve ball
Through my
beer goggles
Now You
are all I see.
You’ve infected
my beer
With the taste of love
Natures curve ball
Was tossed from
Heaven above.
This curve ball
needed to be caught,
So down the road
Of rehabilitation
Every step I fought.
No more beer googles
No hazy nights
Who was this curve ball
Who brought me back
To the light.
There was a twist I
will not share
With this curve ball
I do not care.

Ten out of ten
I do rate
The Daleks
Tip top
Deadly great,
A lot of ****
Going on at late
We need these
Daleks
To exterminate.

A camel with one ****
Could do better job than
Putin and Trump
Please please don’t leave
It to late,
Get  the Daleks
To exterminate.

Royal family
I know it’s
To late
Buckingham palace
Should have shown
Prince Andrew
The golden gates.
Me
I would of got the
Daleks
to exterminate.

All this crap in the world today
Where terrorists come out
And like to play.
Just call the Daleks
Whom I rate
Dr Who won’t mind
Let them exterminate

Went on a dating site
I didn’t seem right
Ending up dating
A lady called Mike
This was embarrassing
Don’t you see
This lovely lady
Had a bigger Wicket
Than me.
I was stumped
Didn’t know
What to do
So I phoned up
Sherlock
To give us a clue
This lovely lady
With a wicket
And two bails
I think this relationship
Was doomed to fail.

Pretty day
Pretty night
Pretty ladies
Pretty sight
Pretty twins
Pretty dark
Pretty light
Pretty will
Pretty won’t
Pretty do
Pretty don’t
Pretty boyfriend
Pretty girlfriend
Pretty happy
Pretty sad
My two daughters
Have sent
me happily mad
Home is like a
Shakespeare play
Wouldn’t have it
Any other way.

Trees they wave
To welcome the birds
I sit and drink my tea
Thine eyes are the portal
To my imagination
Why is number four next to three?
I wonder in awe
My gaze is blind
welcoming hello's
It's sweet I find.
On a day dreaming bench
My thirst I shall quench
As the trees welcome in the birds.

I'm hijacking a small shooting star
To travel the universe
Searching for a black hole
So there will be no reverse
I'm going to pinch a role
A part in a Shakespeare play
All this excitement is in my mind today
I'm surfing thee astral plain
I'm dancing on the sun
Dreaming of a woman
To have some lovely fun
Then I woke up with all zest and desire
Then slipped back into reality
And relized my abode was on fire.

Mother with an empty chair
It's a hazard,a side affect of war
Father with an empty chair
Asking what was it all for
Fighting for freedom
Fighting for political gain
Fighting for anything is
Going to cause somebody pain
Especially for the suicide bomber
Asking for a day of sick
Just to become a broken wall
Now missing a lot of brick
Mother with an empty chair
At home left with just despair
Pictures, framed photographs
Do governments really care.

For forty days
And forty nights
My lover ran of
Out of sight.
I said was it
Because of the rain
She said no you
******* your
A ****** pain.

Happy death day to me
Happy death day to me
My life,now is over
Happy death day to me

A friend of mine
Came from a far
To show of his
New jaguar
Red in colour
Nice black trim
Flashy steering wheel
Leather within,
Michelin tyres
Gold plated wheels
A sound system you
Could hear over the hill
Cylinder engines they
Did purr
Seats of leather
Covered with fur.
Man that car
Cut a dash
Cost him 200 k
Lots of cash

A friend of mine
High on crack
Drove this beauty
Like a maniac,
He could not see
His speedy demise
Jaguar burning
Hear its cries.
In this wreckage
The jaguar died
For my friend
nobody cried.

All of my
Deleted
Rhymes
Have come
Back from
The dead
I asked
Them not to
But they
wanted to
Be read.
I said
It was
Not right
We debated
Late into
The night.
The problem
Was the
pen said
it
Didn’t feel
right.
So these deleted
Rhymes decided
Put up a fight.
They
Took me
to court
On charges
of
copy write.
These rhymes
They had a nerve
Did me and my pen
Get what we deserve
Up in court in me
Tie and blazer
I said *******
Rhymes and got
Out me  eraser.

Started at the top
Downward slide
All my happenings
Fell away wide.
Falling with gravity
Everything’s
A tragedy.
Spiralling emotions
Looking Into the abyss
Darkness is looming
Death won’t go amiss.
Kneeling at the edge
Of doom
There is no turning back
As Im falling
Everything went
Coldly black.

Looking into the blade
Of the knife
Slitting my wrists taking
my life
Watching the blood run
From my skin
Is this where my death begins
This is my Stalingrad
I was never set free
My fiercest enemy
Oh s--t  it was me.

Sweet Caroline
Amazing grace
Brooklyn roads
Lead to a
Beautiful place.

Kentucky woman
My crackling rose
Red red wine
Had tasteful prose

Cherry cherry
My porcupine pie
Stones would play,
I was done to soon
Song sung blue
Under a purple moon

Solitary man
Forever in blue jeans
Had fantastic poise,
Every September morn
Made a beautiful noise

Desiree made me
A loving believer
Made love on
The rocks
I just couldn’t
Leave her.

Meadows flowing
Swoop of the hawk
Countryside pathways
Open to walk
Hares and foxes
Enjoy the morn
Combine harvesters
Dance with the corn
Walking lovers hand in hand
Starlings singing as a band
Praise be the morning
What a glorious day
Pity I had to spoil it
I blew my brains away

One day in
2025
Another slaughter
Mothers fathers
Sons and daughters
It’s a weird game
Humans play
Why does cruelty
Have its day.
Land of love
Land of peace
Is just a distant dream
Ask the people
Who were involved
Can you
hear their
Screams.
What can you do
When animals play
Terror my friends
Will never
never
go away

Swimmer swam
The English
Channel
With out
No legs or arms
Finished the swim
They gave out a cheer
For the one and only
Mister big ears.

Astronaut Jimmy
Made a whacking
Big ballon
Setting of next
Saturday to go
To the moon
Astro physics
He has not learnt
Not taken into count
He might get burnt.

Sally brown
What a clown
Ran stark naked
Through the town
All the folks gave
A gasp
When she
Slipped upon
her ****.

Eft the newt
In its pin striped suit
Dancing with the clown,
Big red nose,big red boots
Knocking the boundaries down.

Scream.                              
Scream
Don’t go
Down
Them
Stairs
Do horror
Movies
Make you
Scared.
Scream
Scream
Please
Don’t look
It will
Consume
You
That
Horror
Book.
Dracula
Hannibal.
Frankenstein
All coming
To dinner,
Bring a bottle
Of chianti
Bring a
****** Mary
Don’t worry
About frank
He’s to - - - king
Contrary
Pop round
Meet and greet
Come to the table
Pull up a seat.
Lots of meat
Not much veg
By the end of
The evening
You might
Be dead.