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437 · Mar 2013
Don't.
Paul Hardwick Mar 2013
Don't call me old
Little sister of mine
For in my mind
I am younger than you ARE
I know i have more time
Than YOU,

BUT Please little sister of mine,

JUST   DON'T!
436 · Apr 2012
I am waiting!
Paul Hardwick Apr 2012
You are in my spot.
What?
              You are in my spot.
No I am not.
              Yes you are.
I am not.
              How do you know you are not.
I always sit here this time of day.
              No you do not.
Yes I do and I will not move a jot.
              You are in my spot.
I have told you I am not.
              What are you doing here?
Waiting.
               Waiting for what?
Waiting to see what I am not.
               What?
               I think that is your spot!
436 · Aug 2014
P@ul the surreal poet.
Paul Hardwick Aug 2014
For those who follow me
I write this in the day

bizzar

I hear you say
if you are surreal
then write this in a dream
then we will know
that all you say is just the dreams
you had last night

No one hears me like you do

something got to give
my elastic mind
might just snap
it happened to a friend
as she said
I've just reach breaking point

She Snapped!
True Story        P@ul.
435 · Aug 2012
my mother said.
Paul Hardwick Aug 2012
my mother said this day
would you like to join me in sherry
after my head had done it it image stuff
and my brain had slowed down
i said yes so she poured
taking the glass we said cheers
then the tast sent me to years gone before
of the smell of a 57 christmas trees
and carol singers at the door
grandchildren on my knee
and so much more
so to one and all i say to thee
always take care of your mother
for mine this day
is taking care of me  :-)
Paul Hardwick Jul 2015
But in my mind
I am all that I will ever be
in the universe I am small
but part of something else
which makes me smile.
;-)         P@ul.
435 · Aug 2012
Farther.
Paul Hardwick Aug 2012
Farther
where did you go
seams as my days go bye
I need you more
So
farther
why
did
you
leave
me so
I
have
to
fight
the
world
we
loved
together
So
seams so unfair to me that I can not hug and talk to you know more.
For my Dad ***
434 · May 2014
My Shed.
Paul Hardwick May 2014
Spending the day
on the roof of my shed
telling myself
I would be
better of dead
fading away in the
afternoon sun
no cloud or moisture
we have got
our lights on
but our eyes shut
spending the day.
Men know what I mean  P@ul
434 · Aug 2013
what if I split an atom.
Paul Hardwick Aug 2013
How would that be
for you and me.

How would that go off
between you and me.

He is out of his mind
he talks of, I was thinking of Van Gough, and his paintings
and maybe out of my mind
but is for me to known
and you to find.

Take me for what I am, just s surreal dreamer
but find what you said
or thought
Be what you are a latteral thinker.
434 · Jun 2012
57 an old.
Paul Hardwick Jun 2012
when i look at my hands
i can see i am getting old
think they should be typing
and just listen to me
is what they do
but people on hello poetry
please let me tell to you
that i love you
when i read your words
i feel for a moment
just like you.
434 · Mar 2015
Feeling down.
Paul Hardwick Mar 2015
There's water on the ground
fear gips me
I am about drown and cry
feel the fear in my mind
its not like this on good day
fear ******* me inside
fear in my mind
then I wake up
for that ******* alarm clock goes off
then I know a new day blue
no clouds in the sky
thank god I am up
moving about to do my stuff
drink my first coffee cup
get out there
and learn about your society
smile and make people feel good.
Wish you was here     P@ul!
433 · May 2013
S.O.M.E D.A.Y.'S.
Paul Hardwick May 2013
Some day's
My Father's words
Come back to me.


Son you car'nt have that
for that is for the masses
and dose not grow on trees
So boy go out and play.
432 · Apr 2015
Travelling M@n.
Paul Hardwick Apr 2015
Th@t's wh@t I am
head full of dre@m's
I do not stay @nywhere long
I he@r your words
But I @m the Tr@velling M@n.
True Story just @ ******  P@ul.
432 · Mar 2012
Shit Me.
Paul Hardwick Mar 2012
Just got a lot of **** in me.
**** that has to come out.
Is that why people think I am blue.
But I am not.
All I need is a pooh.
432 · May 2012
Paul. (self portrat). 10 w
Paul Hardwick May 2012
Paul fell on to the sand
sword in his hand.
Paul Hardwick Nov 2015
Come on buy a time share in my head
there's no other place to be
who's knows where it will take yah!
come on dream with me
pay your money and lets go
you know it makes sense
and all those placeses you've never or i have yet been,
yet to be visited
buy that time in my dreams of mine
come on buy a time share in my head
my limited look at time
that all fits into my head
so just sign on the dotted line

X..........................................................­

Come on buy a time share in my head.
Limited offer just for Black Friday when I get up just after 2.
***.  one for surrealist P@ul.
432 · Dec 2011
Words
Paul Hardwick Dec 2011
Tell me am I blind, or just lost my mind.
Wanted to make a poem today.
But the more I think of words.
The more they move away.

Elusive words.
And do not ask about the metaphors.
The verbs and nouns.
Seams to me this day they have all gone underground.

Tell me I am mad or something.
For the more I think.
The whiter the paper becomes.
And I just end with blisters on my brain.

Wow how that stings.
But today can not think of things.
So today no words.
Sept for these of course.
432 · Mar 2015
Some day's.
Paul Hardwick Mar 2015
Some day's
I feel I have just fallen out of the sky
Don't ask me why
but nothing seams right
maybe I bounce to much
or concussion in my head
never landed on my feet
like the earth
I here now
so lets play ball
and have a feast
on these words
find myself behind this computer
a fast delight
twin turbos burn
just have to find my head now
and let my fingers burn
updating right now
but getting old
get
ready
don't
be shy
let me know

I just do it the way i do it
and I have fallen up see.
TRue  SToy
P @ U L .
432 · Apr 2012
The Face.
Paul Hardwick Apr 2012
The Face looked up.
Mind thought.
Whats up Face?

Face still looked up.
Eyes began to see.
The thing that approach me.

It was like a brick.
It is hard to see.
Then the hard thing, hit me.

Hit me in the face.
For a moment, I left the human race.
To this day, I do not know what it was.
430 · Mar 2013
When being ill.
Paul Hardwick Mar 2013
Dr's told me today
My brain had a bit died
And
              you
                                      ­    know it did
Now my left leg dose the   r  u  m  ba
And
               left
                 hand can no longer
Pick the boggies from my    n  o  se
But dose all this
Mean
I
am
less
of a person

No my thoughts I let lose
Forgive me for this
Don't you know I am just ill.
430 · Oct 2012
Doreen.
Paul Hardwick Oct 2012
Doreen was a girl that lived down the road
jet black hair and strange painted purple nails
she did not say much just hello and goodbye
but doreen i love you so
for you are always there.
430 · Aug 2015
Mind open, Mind closed.
Paul Hardwick Aug 2015
The first day I met yah
I was looking into the sky
Ossey's eyes where wide open when he wrote this
people tell me I need love but how wrong they can be
when all it is to be left alone
for I was born without you all
I just like seeing all your words inside my head
some nights you can see it written all over my face
I'd  like them more expressive
but no that's just me
and not for you to worry about
but if you want to
I will see how they will fit into my head now
people say
your poems
they do not scan
well that's just me
the man I am
the man that can
and if you think
that is not right
then my surreal head
is wasted

and I can't do much for you man or princess.
430 · Sep 2012
friday night.
Paul Hardwick Sep 2012
well
i am
walking
in the rain
and thats
all right

just
another
friday
night
i
walk
though windows
and fall
though
doors

no
one
to talk
to
but
that
is
all
right

i
am
dress
up
in
my
birthday
suit
­but thats
all right

yes
just another
friday
night.
430 · Dec 2012
Song from BLaCK SaBBath.
Paul Hardwick Dec 2012
WHAT  is THIS?*
                                  that  StaNDS     before    ME
                                  figure in                           BLACK
                              ­    that PointS at me
                                  turns    Round              ­   QUICK
                                  and starts to run

                                  find out i am
                                  the chosen                        ONE.
Love Black Sabbath...Rock on Ozzy.
Paul
429 · Nov 2016
When I was young.
Paul Hardwick Nov 2016
When I was young,
I was so indecisive!

But now I am old,
I am really not so sure!
True story   Love P@ul.
Paul Hardwick Apr 2015
Now I am a man
well you might call me layed back
easy going, soft spoken
but man if I clench my teeth
I am a man you wish you did not know
P@ul means a small brown worror
so your better off trying to make me smile
Don't make me mad
don't bring out my devil
that dewls inside
of what you think
is your heaven
and donn't
make them
put me back
into room 77.
True stoy   P@ul.
429 · Feb 2017
Things that make me cry.
Paul Hardwick Feb 2017
Like TV news stories
of a little girl
have the will to write to google
for a job
and the CEO having the ***** to reply
things like this
makes my heart bleed from my eyes
not blood but tears
salt stains on my shirt
some days my shirt gets soaked
my eyes go red
and my brother calls me a nancy

Lots of things make me feel like this
thanks for listening
Nancy P@ul.
LOVE P@ul. Kiss kiss.
Paul Hardwick Mar 2015
I know this nurse
called Olivia
hope
on my dying day
I get one of those
happy to push the pipes back
when I pulled them out
and when
compi mentis
feed me by mouth
and tell me
what old fool I am
for the nurses
are princesses.



Just for you Livi.


With regards P@ul.
True Story  P@ul.
428 · Mar 2015
Pray. make L O V E.
Paul Hardwick Mar 2015
Foreign country
all I want to do is pray
smell the jose stick
and incense in the air
fall down on my knees
in front what I think the altar
pray give GOD my pray's
my GOD blessed me
then go about
my life
smelling kind of funny all day
and I think I bruised a knee
True Story   Funny what the memory gives me     P@ul.
428 · Jan 2012
Blink.
Paul Hardwick Jan 2012
I blinked then you are gone.

Now 10 years on, you appear, you smile.

That smile that melts my heart yet again.



The pain as real as it was then.

Did you get the chips, I playfully ask.

With a frown, a question you ignore.



Hello, how are you. I say.

OK you say, but not as good as you.

At your funeral, I blinked then you are gone.
For a lost friend.
427 · Nov 2012
My image.
Paul Hardwick Nov 2012
As i get old
the mirror speaks for itself
shows me things i do not wish to see
but in my mind that person is not me
for in my soul i am young as i wish to be
just have to find a way
so others let me be.
Paul Hardwick Dec 2012
i cross oceans maybe all the seas
         i go from this way to that
                i have no religion no, no friends
                          i am the beging and the end
                                   i don't  talk of time
                         i speak of nothing much at all
                                           i just am
                                         i am me
                                                                      and my pants fit.
427 · Feb 2012
9 Words just 9.
Paul Hardwick Feb 2012
What we call progress.
Is all we can do.
427 · Jan 2012
At least 10 words
Paul Hardwick Jan 2012
I wanted to write a POEM
in just 10 Word!





J  O  B     D  O  N  E,            S  O    T  H  E  R  E.
426 · Oct 2012
a city.
Paul Hardwick Oct 2012
a city freeze
a city green and full of leaves
a city man stays indoors
a city girl is out on the pull
a city man needs to go out today
a city hall that's where love began
a city is where their life began
a city new born out with his mum
a city turns over and over again.
Paul Hardwick Mar 2014
For how can I tell of my
yellow brick road
if to me that road is blue
and how can I tell to you
the fields of gold
today are purple
or is this all in my head
for I should be awake not dreaming
this morning on waking up
I looked out my window
the one grey cloud I did see
and today that cloud followed me
just to make me colour blind
is it you or just me or my mind
now 2 have become 3
is it me that knows colours
or my mind
today I am having problems with colours.
Written in my mind this day the 21st I think the first day of spring!
now what ******* colour should be that!!
Today I am beside myself !!!
P@ul
425 · Jun 2015
Brainstorm.
Paul Hardwick Jun 2015
Your safe and warm
got a brake from the storm
and visiting time seams like the past
and you just reched the part
where your losing  spirit leave you heart fast
and this giant of darkness surrounds you
it a long way to dawn
and your shivering to hide
so you wait for the sun
just to known a new day is began
but today you feel of glass
sitting on a shelf that you know will fall down
waitting to drop.
Not sure where this came from
maybe watch my mother die
but true story          P@ul.

One day you will understand.
425 · Jun 2012
Women 10 words.
Paul Hardwick Jun 2012
Why are
w
o
m
e
n so tactile

yet you can not touch?
425 · Mar 2015
Ferment.
Paul Hardwick Mar 2015
Ferment inside my head
        You used to be good to me
                But now confussed the if and now
                         Became the question what if?
What if now?
                 Looking out the window nothing to see, I know I have to travel but the highway is killing me, all looks the same.
True Story    P@ul.
424 · Jan 2016
Something in side.
Paul Hardwick Jan 2016
Something in side of me
will not let me be
be what I really am
something that whispers inside my head
will not let me be.
I cry when I write some of this stuff     P@ul.
424 · Nov 2016
Hold On.
Paul Hardwick Nov 2016
You've got to hold on to something
that you believe
so it can make you feel alright.

You've got to hold on to your dreams
and things in between
making you feel alright.

You've got to hold on to everything.
True P@ul.   ***.
424 · Jun 2012
Darkness.
Paul Hardwick Jun 2012
Darkness came on
light protested
why do you always
do that darkness
because i can
SO F**k yOu
424 · Jan 2016
Band of words.
Paul Hardwick Jan 2016
Listen if to night
I can say anything at all
listen to the band of words
sitting here feeling not quite right
*** means nothing
the adventure of orgasam
pales in my day
like a wet fish on the flour
from me moves away towards the door
where my mind can shut it out
but is all that really me
why can I not tell
why can I not feel it?

It's not getting good feeling old
un wanted un sexed
feeling kind of violent
but have nothing to fight about
like your all shutting me out
taking from my ribbon of words
that bring me joy
so **** my band of words
go and mess with your own head
and leave mine be!
Just for love ***,
#ju
424 · Jun 2013
Out of my words.
Paul Hardwick Jun 2013
Out of my words
will come musics
I ask myself of what, what will come
listen to the words there hum, will come to you
mark my words.
423 · Mar 2014
Blink, Blink.
Paul Hardwick Mar 2014
Blink,
Blink
did
sleep
only to wake in the heart of me
and i feel it here
in my bones
now the sky overhead
all the birds
making a sounds

Beautiful as the day is long
memories of life
and always a believer
of all things right
but if you blink
then that is gone.
True story almost, without detail, **** what am I like
P@ul
Paul Hardwick Jan 2012
If  I only had one word for you.
I am not sure what it might be.
So I will call you   J  U  L  I  A.

Seams like a good word to me.
Now I want to know what word might fit me?
So    J  U  L  I  A,   what word will that be.

Answers on a post card.
To Mailbox 123
J  U  L  I  A      S T R  E   E   T        1  2  3
421 · Sep 2015
W H O .
Paul Hardwick Sep 2015
In there right mind
who
invented dental floss
I am sure if coming home drunk
would saw teeth right off
thinking about it must have been a dentist
******* my smile is mine.
true story  P@ul.
421 · Oct 2012
You.
Paul Hardwick Oct 2012
Did i dream you
for you are the most strange person
that i have ever dreamed
i met you while i was boating
the strangest girl that i have ever seen
you wright the most strangest words
that i try to play on my guitar
that seam to come out all
lar te dar.
421 · Mar 2015
Don't do that to me
Paul Hardwick Mar 2015
Don't do that again
get lost with sniffing my hair
might have
this morning picked up your shampoo
had my eyes closed

You know yours is the cheap stuff
anti dandruff shampoo £2.99 from Lidel

now I am like my dad
while in the shower eyes close just pick up a bottle
mum left the Cif there
Dad smelt of lemons for a week.
True Story        P@ul.
421 · Dec 2015
Clock Tick's
Paul Hardwick Dec 2015
Tick Tock
around the clock
hands keep passing me by
I just care for you
and there's nothing any one can do.

But the flowers
still bloom in winter
under the limited sun
and that is there universe.
True  P@ul.
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