#endofanera
The clocks are ringing twelve,
Prissy people comin' through,
Doddering in the darkness,
Diggin' out them graves,ahaa!
The moon is fading out,
Bobbydazzlers showin' up,
Cadavers burning out,
Subhumans stroamin' around.
Some robbing vagabonds,
Regicides in the throne,
Snary proposals,
And prankin' psychopaths.
The kingdom fade away,
Plausible lies arise,
Credence in subjection,
Its time for extinction!
Oh! Its time for extinction.
Aug 22, 2020
Aug 22, 2020 at 2:32 PM UTC
When I first learned of color,
I entered a world of vivid possibilities.
When I heard my first sound,
I was no longer at a loss of words.
In the beginning,
Never once did I imagine the day
When it would all start to fade.
As the years past,
The world lost its shimmer.
No longer were the roses as red
Or the words on a page as crisp.
No longer was thunder's clap as loud
Or song of the wind as melodious.
Never once did I imagine
a gift once gained
would be stolen away.
Mar 11, 2020
Mar 11, 2020 at 12:26 AM UTC
“I signed the papers”
You said
And the next day
I finally
Missed you
Funny how that works
Oct 5, 2018
Oct 5, 2018 at 2:02 AM UTC
We dine on Tuna & Merlot red wine
a single car's headlights shine
traveling down a road
so many stories untold
you're selling your old flat
in the Georgian house
we all lived in
back in the colorless nineties
when the music was bad -
Westlife, Take That, Spice Girls
& everyone
wore either black or blue
it seemed, on this Island
& your boys were still small
& my family holidayed in Cornwall
& I didn't yet know I could write poetry
when you move away
I shall be sorry to see you go
Aug 15, 2015
Aug 15, 2015 at 7:33 PM UTC
They said that all that glittered was not always gold
And even your star-struck eyes couldn't be sold
for much of a profit; we were worth a little bit too much
even if half of us couldn't be bothered to give a
piece of the soul to the great big unknown
so you danced to the music and stayed within your zone
but your hips didn't quite move and your behind didn't quite shake
Exam season had you thinking that the last turn-up was a mistake
So you turn't down for everything to become a Top Achiever
and gave your soul to Cambridge because it's clear that you're a dreamer
And that's why your eyes became so suddenly star struck
And how suddenly a past paper was worth a little bit too much
But it was worth it because
Even if one year of your life passed you by...
Even if one year of your life passed you by...
Even if one year of your life passed you by....
...You still wrote your candidate number in sneakers looking fly.
So even though not all of us can become an A*
That doesn't mean that not all of us in life cannot go far
As written in the constellations are the particles of our star-dust
the whole is more than the sum of its parts and so are you my little star-struck
former IGCSE candidate.
See? You really were able to manage it.
Nov 14, 2014
Nov 14, 2014 at 5:18 PM UTC