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mark jarrad Sep 2010
Where were you ?..i waited
I waited for so long
I stood outside the cinema
But you did not come along

You could of least have told me
If you could'nt make our date
I stood there in the pouring rain
While you went out with your mate !

I know i should have listened
When my friends said you were cruel
I heard that you agreed to go
To make me look a fool !

I thought you really liked me
But i know now i was wrong
You seemed like such a nice girl
But you were stringing me along

Beauty's only skin deep
With you i know that's true
But i learnt a lesson from it
To keep away from girls like you !
mark jarrad Sep 2010
My girlfriend she has many friends
Whilst i alone have none
I really do not miss them..
In fact i'm glad they're gone !
The reasons are quite justified
And as this poem ends
My message is quite simple
Beware of untrue friends !
mark jarrad Sep 2010
Christmas is upon us !
Another year is gone
It seems like only yesterday
We celebrated the last one
Adverts on the t.v
Toys upon the shelves
Children are told stories
Of santa and his elves
Food is on the table
Theres turkey , christmas pud
Children on their best behaviour
Trying to be good
Carol singers outside , singing in the street
In woollen hats and scarves they dress
With wellies on their feet !
A snowman stands a guard outside
With a carrot for a nose
Presents under christmas trees
Tied with pretty bows
Jingle bells are ringing
As rudolf pulls the sleigh
The saviour lord jesus
Was born upon this day
Christmas is a time for peace
To last the whole year through
May santa bring his greatest gift
Of christmas joy to you !
mark jarrad Sep 2010
No more to be ..
No more to tell..
Imprisoned in immortal hell
I.. the reaper with the scythe
A  final kiss , none survive
Glares on me a crimson light
I cast no shadow in the night
You are young whilst i am old
I steal your warmth..leave you cold
Fear me , i shall take your life
Unsheath the sword , wet  the scythe
My name is death , i walk this land
life's  journey ends at my command
Your soul is mine and free to sell
No more to be ..
No more to tell ..
mark jarrad Sep 2010
I tried to save a soul today
Held out a loving hand
I almost saved a soul today
Within this evil land
But ignorance is powerfull
No choice to but let go
I watched it as it tumbled down
Into.. the fires below.
mark jarrad Sep 2010
I heard the sound of raindrops
Watched them gather on the glass
For so many days and nights
I waited for the storm to pass

From the distance came the thunder
The sky exploded with the sound
The lightning played a deadly game
Striking random all around

Wind howled it's way through treetops
Pushing them aside ...
As creatures ran for cover
To find a place in which to hide

As i watched a small brown sparrow
Took  heedlessly to flight
As if to challenge mother nature
Caught in predicamented plight

But nature wins all battles
Like teardrops ..rain ran down the glass
For so many days and nights
I waited for the storm to pass.
This poem was published in Audio format on ' THE SOUND OF POETRY' in 1999.
mark jarrad Sep 2010
In the light of the fire
We stood so silent there
We turned embraced each other
And our love we did declare

Her kiss so sweet i tasted
So sweet and so divine
Let loose the fires of passion
She would alone be mine

Time it did not matter
We were lost in love's embrace
As we lay under the heaven's
The moonlight glistened on her face

She looked just like a goddess
Her beauty captured in moon rays
Just a beautiful sweet memory
To last me all my days .
I wrote this poem in 1998 and it was published in a book called ' A CELEBRATION OF POETRY '.
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