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Peter Kiggin Apr 2017
Your Eyes

It looks like I never knew you but only for the best
A cloak of a lover who's heart beats beneath his chest
My eyes could barely see you only beauty purchase left
A soul in total turmoil and in nature I am blessed
I couldn't have picked another from a thousand trees I guessed
I would have only ruined another and fate leaves fallen on your breast
Every day my eyes worsen with all the colour but your eyes I'll keep in my heart for best.
Tragedy
Peter Kiggin Apr 2017
I have the Key


Where there is no sense of responsibility then there is no meaning
To not understand how another human feels is inhumane
To live a life without knowing something so fundamental is parental mis treating
People today are only worth what they mean to others which sickens me to disdain
The world is evolving into a society of law makers and law breakers and you have to ask your self everyday which are winning
Conditioning to a way of life is the norm and doors being closed and locked for the dis respected and poor can only complain
cost of living
Peter Kiggin Apr 2017
Words are all I have

I see mirrors everywhere I look
Are they reflections of a book

In ancient times what is written shall be
I believe too in the power literary

It brings people together to discuss
It is clear as day for some lustrous

People live and die but words will never ever rust
So I put to you the words in trust

I bring chaos were I feel I must
I am forever a poem to remember not just
Bricks
Peter Kiggin Apr 2017
Live by the Sword and die by the Sword

Is n't the world filled with remorse while silently your going insane in your head
A new way of living is to work with your anger and ****** some one important instead
A sinister calling is preferred and the next morning you read a note from your son that says he is glad that he's dead
The fact is that it's everyone's fault but no one will admit it for dread
Even the most intelligent people in the world are ignorant of some things like not making bombs that can **** the human race and a sword has a double edge
Truth
Peter Kiggin Apr 2017
Ritual beings

My brain had worked out what my eyes could fail to see
The truth was you would never give your self to me
I fell in love with you the first time and I could not even breathe
I heard your voice on the telephone the next day and I could not believe
We soon got together as the boat moved up the stream
The river got much larger and liars watched me take a dream
I looked at her for the final time as I knew it was never meant to be
I stayed on my boat for a thousand years seeing things I wished I'd never seen
When it was time for me to face the music I had forgotten where I'd been
As the boats came and went I would bow my head down because I felt a failure although later my fever had gone it seemed.
Not a mystery
Peter Kiggin Apr 2017
Only silence Brings

My yearning is to be a bird on a wing
Go to different places and do interesting things
Learning about other birds with similar markings
Maybe a bird that isn't bothered by any man then maybe I could call myself King of Kings
Something so beautiful was never meant to be caged like the tears that I shed that make my eyes sting
The trouble is that you have my heart and without it I will never ever sing.
Only silence Brings
Peter Kiggin Apr 2017
Shivering

You've taken everything from inside of this man
All that's left are bottle tops and an old tin can
I'm sad and lonely like a kitten without it's mam
I guess after all these years I still don't know who I am
What is it I was supposed to plan
Will I just turn to dust or is there one last stand.
The ineptitude
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