Him


I and I alone can never be called a clone,
Of a man that I am, for it is here that I stand
And alone I stand telling you of a plan,
That was formed inside a mind;
Skip a line or tell it twice.


Never good enough to just give up,
Never going to give a second look,
At the man who disagrees, who is he?
Who am I?  Just a man passing by.
Side by side we live this life,
But we are very different, he and I.


What am I to become?
Just another falling sun?
I pass the time by writing rhymes,
To a beat; I move my feet.
To a sound my thoughts are written down,
As I drown in my own disdain.


Once again, once again, never again will I be the same.
Light the fire inside my brain, let it burn; let it show,
I am real and I am a ghost.
At my best I am still in a mess,
But nobody knows, because nobody spoke.
As the silence fills the room, the door closes with a boom!
The lights are turned out now and all that is left is the gloom.


Take it back, I cannot give it;
Words written down are no longer secret.
Who has the key and where do they keep it?
Isn’t knowledge for us all?  Tell me where do they hide it?


Feed on words; take them in, fool the world with a grin.
Nobody knows the pain I keep within;
Let my words creep under your skin.
I am a fire, inside a truth telling liar and he needs to breathe me out.
Strike a chord with a clout, keep it in or let it out,
Just do not let me see you again; with me or without.


Shatter glass, show my mind,
There is nothing left to find.
This is it; all I am is just a man with a plan,
An idea formed long ago.
Still time ticks by and nobody knows,
Who I am or what I want;
I want to change but not confront,
For he is standing by,
With that look in his eyes.
He is a stranger,
As am I.
The man in the mirror is the man that I fear.
So I make him disappear by turning out the light.


(C)2016 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.

Love-right


Music is currency, it enriches your life.
It gives you a reason to want to have more free time.
Make time for love, of course, of course,
But put the music on when you close the door.


If there is one thing that I have learned, in all my years,
It is that when you love, you should love-right.
Because after the tears,
You are only left with the memories of those nights.


I will judge myself worse than any other man could ever judge me
And I will not stand here and say that I was a saint,
Because, frankly, my dear, I ain’t;
But I will stand here and say I was faithful
And like it or not I will say I was truthful
And lastly and most importantly I would say I was in love.
I would not have said it if I wasn’t,
On that you can trust.


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First date


First kiss.
First crush.
First ***.
First love.
First girlfriend.
First wife.
First time,
Last night.


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Say something.


I really am trying to do this again,
But I do not have the spiritual strength left to pick up a pen.
I am too weak to ask for anything,
So if you want to, say something…


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Notebook


You have to write what’s in front of you.
If you save it for later, it will disappear from view.
If you avoid the centre-stage and go off in search of another story,
The price you will pay is the chance of what might have been.
“If we each have a destiny,
Or if we’re all just floating around accidental like on a breeze.”
Just think of what we could see.


Empty your thoughts so new words can exist.
Say what you must, there is no avoiding it.
If you don’t want to write that
And put it to the back of your mind,
It will find a way to reveal once more,
The thoughts you cannot push aside.


It will seep into other thoughts and you will get only snippets;
When the full poem is waiting for you to go and write it.
So half will be written and half of another will be too much.
Put the right words, in the right place, at the right time…
Or give up.


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