The thought beetle.


There is a little thought beetle deep within my mind;
He is going around, searching for a rhyme.
He digs out my unconscious thoughts
And helps me to write another line.
When his work is done, he hibernates
And I sit back and smile.  


The ladybird flutters around inside my head;
She is in search of the pages, I haven't written yet.
She zips and darts, flitting from here to there;
She is always in a hurry and she is a nervous wreck.  


The worm is just turning another corner, in my brain's maze;
He's having a look around, to see if there's anything I need to say.
Anything I forgot to mention; he will find what needs to be said.
The slowly moving worm is lazy, but he is useful in his own way,


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The world we live on


The dinosaurs are dead, frozen in place;
They have gone, to never be replaced.


There is a sinkhole in our planet
And it swallows all beauty within it.
What is happening to our world before our eyes?
And why are we doing nothing to stop it?


We are in the eye of the storm,
We have safety in numbers.
There is a maelstrom so powerful it is eating up the waves
And drowning all the fishes.


A great blue hole in the ocean swallows the water down a whirlpool;
Where is the ocean going?
We have harvested the world of all its goodness
And the human consumption rate is still growing.


The world is dying and we are not crying,
Because it is someone else’s problem.
We are safe in this lifetime,
But our children’s children will die,
Because they have no oxygen.


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Inspiration


Go press record and tape all of my dreams;
There are thoughts in my head that have never been seen.
We shall have to fast forward;
Through the parts that aren’t clean,
But I’m sure somewhere in there is the man I wish I could be.


Your words make me see what I should hope to become.
They paint me a picture of how things could be.
There is wisdom in your lyrics, but the film has been cut;
Let me complete the jigsaw to enable me to see.


Your vision!  My inspiration!
Your vision!  Clarification!
Your vision!  My inspiration!
Your vision!  Emancipation!


I’ve entered a world, where every word has a meaning.
Before hearing your lyrics, to music I must have been sleeping.
Just humming along, with the strum of a guitar;
Now I understand your message, you are so inspirational.


Your vision!  My inspiration!
Your vision!  Clarification!
Your vision!  My inspiration!
Your vision!  Emancipation!


You are so profound!  Your words have touched my heart.
There is poetry in your verse; your mind is a work of art.


So I thank every band, whoever wrote a good song
And every band, that made a good C.D.
I thank everyone who ever played a guitar;
Because your songs have inspired me.


Your vision!  My inspiration!
Your vision!  Clarification!
Your vision!  My inspiration!
Your vision!  Emancipation!


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Thanks for something


Thanks for something.
Thanks for nothing.
Thanks for all those words you said.
Go to bed, you’ve said enough.
You’re all out of luck and I’ve got nothing to say.
Go away!  Have a nice day.
Peace be unto me.


Use the force in May, to make them change their mind, maybe.
Little time left for you; time to be crazy.
I’m not listening, no more a slave to ladies.
Use a noun, not a name, hello Baby.


Left all sad at the end of a phone.
Cut the line to the lies…leave me the Hell alone!
I know you better and more than you would like me to believe,
But babe please, don’t be a tease,
Waving your love at me.
If it ain’t real then it ain’t no-thing.

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Fearless


Long hair waving in the new wind.
Time changes and it’s a **** beginning.
Bowie, I only worship one king.
All that is left are the songs we are still singing.


Heroes fall under the thunder sounds.
Waterfalls endlessly come crashing down.
Inside my own existence I continually drown.
I can never find the right way out.


Primal heart; bitten Devil man.
Longing for a new wave to send me to a better land,
Where people are free from eternal suffering.
I hold aloft the heart of endless dreaming.


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****** Vampire


You hide behind the darkened skies;
In pale moonlight, I see your eyes.
You hypnotize me with just one glance;
Then I am forever more, your man.


My Dark Angel of Death has come,
To give me immortality.
My Beauty of the Dark has come,
To truly love and save me.


My Queen of All and Everlasting Love,
I kneel before you and beg for your touch.
One stroke of pleasure, in one finger tip,
Before my death from your vampire kiss.


I give you my life, My Gothic Wife,
For you gave me our child and made me cry with a smile;
But still, we love the blackened skies.
The memories of giving life to our child.


That one night of love, that lasted forever.
The Child, our pride, shall never be severed,
From the umbilical cord which binds our family.
You give me life after death.  I give you my love eternally.


For never again, will I meet such a vision of beauty.
Forever more, I shall see you with piety.
Devoted to you, my Goddess of Love.
I offer you my soul and beg for your endless hug.


Entrapped together, I wish us to become.
I see in your eyes, you too, are in search of love.
So I swear to you, my Dark Angel of the Night,
I shall always love you, in the afterlife.


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Here is the enlightenment you are searching for.


Enlightenment is a continuous journey of discovery,
Taken by all people willingly or otherwise.

The amount of time dedicated to enlightenment,
Shows the value of the enlightenment one has gained.

Once you have discovered enlightenment,
You shall discover that it is a continuous journey of discovery,
For the rest of your life and into eternity.

Forever more becoming more enlightened.
Forever searching for further enlightenment.

Ergo – you are never fully enlightened…
But you shall forever find enlightenment.


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The Snowman


The Snowman stands there day and night;
His arms are outstretched to welcome all to the house.
He was created by a dream of him coming to life.
One day he will fade away, but he is not yet gone into the clouds.


When all becomes bright once more and the sun continuously shines,
The Snowman, unfortunately, will no longer be alive;
But he makes us smile because of what could be.
He could fly with us through the air, if we truly believe.


His carrot nose and coal for eyes,
Brings a smile to our faces as we build him a smile.
His arms are sticks, because of the stick men we have seen.
We had fun building him; there was enough snow to have built three.


We gave him a hat to keep him warm;
A scarf was placed around his neck as well.
The pieces of coal we used, to give his coat some buttons.
He looks to be in good health.


But nothing lasts and one day he will melt away.
We have only just created him, so we do not think about that time…
Maybe he will be able to stay.
He waves at us through the window as we close the curtains at night.
We wave him goodbye, before going to bed; he is now out of sight.
But he is still on our minds and as we close our eyes;
He is happy being outside.
Staring off into the distance;
What does he think of as he stands there beneath the full moon light?


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Grand theft auto


Key in the ignition, let’s begin.
Foot on the pedal, it’s not stealing,
Just borrowing, for an hour or two.
Doing ninety now, no sign of lights of blue.


Music blaring without a care.
Who said peer pressure isn’t fun?
Each of us daring to go out there;
No fear of crashing because we are young.


Still learning to lose control.
Shackles released; let’s see how fast we can go.
Flew past a ton in the blink of an eye.
Touching the sky in our under the influence minds.


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The Best Plan Ever


I’m never gonna leave you, I’m never gonna say goodbye,
Because today I had a thought and it changed my mind
And it changed my life
And it changed my mind
And it changed…my…liii-ife.


I’m going to be with you, for the rest of my life.
I just didn’t have the time to work it out before now;
But this new plan of mine is to make you my wife,
Because without your love in my life I will forever feel down.


I like this plan, of loving you forever;
It’s one I’m gonna cling to, it’s a tie I’ll never sever.
I love this plan, of loving you forever;
It’s the best plan ever, it’s the best plan everrrrr!!!.


And it feels like the best plan ever.
The best plan ever,
The best plan ever, this is a bond I’ll never sever.


And it feels like the best plan ever,
The best plan ever,
The best plan ever, this is a bond I’ll never sever.


I’m gonna love you more than you ever thought I could.
I want you to know that with me, anything you could become.
I have a master plan on how we can beat the traps set by love;
We’re gonna stay together longer than anyone ever said we would.


I love you, and I know you love me, my love bomb,
So let’s go show them exactly what our love is like.
It burns so bright that their jealousy can do us no harm.
I’m gonna love you forever, I’m gonna make you my life.


I like this plan of loving you forever.
It’s one I’m gonna cling to; it’s a tie I’ll never sever.
I love this plan of loving you forever;
It’s the best plan ever, it’s the best plan everrrrr!!!.


And it feels like the best plan ever.
The best plan ever,
The best plan ever, this is a bond I’ll never sever.


And it feels like the best plan ever.
The best plan ever,
The best plan ever, this is a bond I’ll never sever.


One last time I must tell you I love you,
Because I know you truly…love meee…tooooooo.


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One last chance


Stay with me, I’m still in love with you.
Don’t leave my heart lying here with nobody left to lose.
You know those things we never had the chance to do.
Be with me now and forever my boo.


So scared of living without your love.
Come back to me, because you still need my touch.
With you love could never become too much.
Beautiful memories are not and will never be enough.


Love is the end of a lifelong search.
Mistakes are made by everybody on this Earth.
We have a chance at a second chance;
Give this love the roll of the dice it deserves.


If we just walk away and do not have a little hope,
Then all we will be left with are tears and sorrow.
Nothing compares to the love we made;
So please give this heart of mine just one more go.


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Confessing love


Some people are so paranoid,
That they are actually afraid of succeeding.
Always dreaming of finding love,
But never able to take a chance and confess their feelings.


What if it worked out and you got close to happiness?
What if the next person you kissed was better than all the rest?
Your throat could be ripped out and you could end up dead.
What if life wasn’t like that and it worked out in the end?


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Self-sabotage


Self-sabotage; it’s all I know.
There is no way I am letting anybody get close.
Self-sabotage; it’s all I have got.
If you want my love then I will be sure to be gone.


Why try to love me?  I can’t be loved.
Why try to like me?  I have given up.
Why try to talk to me when I am mute?
Self-sabotage because I could love you.


I am a broken record who totally ignores,
Any possibility of ever being loved.
Say I am bored, when inside it burns to the core.
There is nothing in this world that is purely good.


Holding on to losing hope.
Sun still shines even when it snows.
In love with misery; happy with apathy.
So full of nothing; love being empty.


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Mr. and Mrs. Misery


Mrs. Misery, I’m hating this.
Mr. Misery, I’m faking it.
Mrs. Misery, for the sake of the kids,
Can we just not put an end to this?


Mrs. Misery, you’re just like me; admit it.
Can we just end our misery and escape from this pit?
Just for the sake of a little bliss,
Can we not just put an end to this world of misery?


Tear the baby from the Devil’s grip,
Save yourself before you get used to it.
You don’t want to live your life like this,
Wallowing alone in your own self-pity.


Speak the truth to someone else
And you will begin to see.
They are not all bad, it is true;
They are just a little crazy.


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Parents – They mess you up


Choices – let me make them.
All your voices I can only condemn.
Knowledge is wasted on your youth,
When all you tell me is what to do.


Choices – I choose to ignore,
All your advice because I listened before.
All I now own are things I hate;
All those choices I wanted to make,
But you corrupted my every independent thought
And all those things I bought for me were yours.


Choices – do parents ever let up?
All those opinions masked as love
And yeah it may all be from a good place,
But now every single miserable day I have to see my miserable face,
In the cheapest looking mirror known to man
And stockpiles of soap for one face and two hands.


Oh my God!  They know not what they do!
These people I love have not got a clue!
Give me a choice and hear my voice,
My will a tortoise unwilling to move in case of upset,
But please, oh please, get out of my head
And replace the terrible bed you advised me to buy.
I hate it so much I just want to cry!
I have to sleep on the sofa now,
Because on that stone I can no longer lie.


So hear my truth, I do love you,
But if hate your choices for what I should do
And all the extra bits of food which I do not need!
Please!  Stop giving it all to me!
It all just goes straight in the bin,
Because I never asked for this!
Why the Hell do you think I have a shopping list?


I hate the way you are so bothered about money.
Let me enjoy it, it could be funny,
To do something fun and waste cash on that.
How the Hell would I know?  You never gave me a chance.


I’m sick of working hard to make my money,
Just to have you spend it for me.
I’m sure there are other things I hate,
But it’s getting late, so I will sleep in the bed I made…

Not the one you made me buy.


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Lost


I want to live on an island, but only if nobody is there.  
I want to shine like a diamond in the sun lights reflection,
But I am finding it hard to find anybody who cares.


Love is never solitary,
But that is all I can be.
Right now, until I am ready to go steady, I shall remain alone;
With no need for a lover to call my own.


A broken heart, a darkened soul;
A lover no more, devoid of hope.
Ten souls on board, no more, no less;
Ten souls sinking down into the abyss.


I'd love to help you, if only I could find the right time;
They say time heals all wounds, but we know they are lying.
Take me in to cure your boredom; the sun no longer shines.
What have we done to all the fallen hearts that are all still dying?


I have nothing left to hide, you took my heart;
You took my pride, you took everything!
When you walked out of my life.
Now all I see is death through these eyes.


The ones who are lost,
Still rot in your imagination.
I am up the creek without a paddle
And you are never here to help me,
When I am desperately in need of a little direction.


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The end of the beginning


Love all your lovers for life and give everyone you know a hug;
Hug to show the love and care inside of you, for nothing beats love.
Kiss the people you love on the cheek, kiss your lover on the lips;
Lips are made especially for lovers, to share a kiss.
Hold each other really close when you are fortunate enough
And hold each other’s hand.
Hand your lover a hand if they are falling and they cannot find a hold.


Live your life as long as you can, to keep sadness away from your kids;
Kids could never really understand death,
Because all they know is how to live.
Run as fast as you can, before age stops you enjoying as much fun;
Fun soon becomes too fleeting when you are an adult,
So instead of walking, kids should run.
Play as much as you can in your youth,
Because adults say you can’t play all day;
All day try to enjoy your life.  Even adults need to play.


Age will soon creep up on you and your youth disappears;
Now you are grey.
Grey hairs are the first sign of time,
Counting away your years, with every increase of age.
Old people may have old bodies,
But they are young at heart in their soul;
Souls define us; souls are priceless; a soul never gets old.


Broken hearted people are less fortunate,
If they suffer a heart attack;
Heart attack victims needs support of loved ones,
To heal their broken heart.
Death is the end, when everything turns to black;
Black is the colour of the soul and there is no escaping death.
Host a wake in their honour if they didn’t make it and became a ghost;
Ghost stories are told to be scary, but if you know them,
Then raise a toast to the host.


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The Queen Bee


Hello Humble; it’s been a while since you and I first met
And I do appreciate all the time I have spent,
In the company of such a warm heart.
I remember you from the very start.


You were the last to come out and play.
Are you still the same shy bee that you were that day?
No matter; you can only bee who you are
And you are a star! Humble;
Always remember that, wherever you are.
No matter how you are feeling,
You will always bee loved,
Because Humble, your heart is truly good
And I would happily give you my Queendom to rule as your own Humble,
If I only could.


You must find yourself somebody to love.
Do not waste your time on a love that will not last;
Find somebody who is truly good
And she will love you for who you are Humble…never forget that.
I want to see you in here one day Humble,
With the love of your life.
I want you to bee married someday.
I would like to meet your wife;
She would have to bee someone very special to win your heart.
You stole my heart from the very start.

Love true Humble
And Love will truly love you…

I love you.


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No Future


No future, no future;
There’s no future for us to look forward to.
No future, no future;
There’s no future for us to chase.
No future, no future;
There’s no future for us to save.


Live your life like a Shakespeare tragedy;
Romeo and Juliet, staring death in the eyes.
Knowing their love is doomed and that there is no remedy;
The time has come for the world to say goodbye.


A black hole portent in a humanity dream, is showing us our future;
Our world will be swallowed because of our past.
In our present state, we are destined to failure;
There is nothing left to take and we cannot give it back.


Love or hate, feelings are forever changing.
All we can sing is, there is no tomorrow.
The end is nigh, those words are still ringing;
All we ever had they took from us and now we are all left without hope.


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Mr Whoever Invented My Keyboard


The stupidest thing ever invented
Is the power button on my keyboard.


Hours and hours of smoking and playing, lost to a mistake.  
I knocked it off the bed and lost it all!
You’re joking!


Well I agree with you then,
This invention is ludicrous.
Hey Mr. Whoever-Invented-My-Keyboard!
You’re an ****!
So shove this keyboard back up yourself!


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Beedazzled


The hornets appeared on the horizon.
Zipper was on lookout with Tryin’ Flyon.
The two of them were in an argument
And didn’t see the hornet’s a-flying.


In fear Tryin’ stumbled back and hit a plant,
And all the water came raining down with a mighty splash.
Sound the alarm!  I can’t, Tryin’!
My wings are soaked through, said Zipper, nearly crying.


The two of them ran and watched as above a squadron of hornets,
Crashed down with a thud!
What have we got here lads?  A couple of wet-through bees.
Please don’t hurt us, please!
Oh this doesn’t look good!


Shut up Tryin’, we are not scared of hornets.
You should bee, we’re bigger and stronger that you lousy maggots.
Zipper grabbed his stinger and said en garde!
The lead hornet laughed and insofar,
As to actually consider Zipper a threat,
Grabbed his stinger sword and said ok Bee, let’s!


The two of them fought and soon Zipper was no more.
Tryin’ was desperately trying to find a door,
But he was surrounded, soon to bee pounded,
Like the honey in the hive,
When it was deemed too rounded.


But the hornets didn’t know that the two bees were a three.
Scaredy Bee flew off as fast as he could,
Heading back to the hive and brotherhood.
He didn’t wait to see what happened to Tryin’,
He was too busy screaming and rapidly flying.


The guards saw him approach at an incredible speed.
Who the heck is this?  The fastest bee I’ve ever seen!
The guards said wait!  He said no way!
And he was past them before they knew what else to say.


Did he say hornets?  No way, get your ears fixed.
He did, he said hor…He said there were hornets!
With that the two guards turned tail and fled.
The commotion caused by Scaredy Bee was up ahead…


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Pathetic Acts


Stop all the traffic; a million ants are passing by.
Red light, Amber light, waiting on a Green light.
All the windows have their curtains closed inside,
And nobody knows how to feel secure beneath the night sky.  


Do a hand-stand, against the man,
So he can hear from the bottom of your soul,
As it refuses to accept his master plan.  
Tell him it is time for you to go.


Become a light inside the storm.
Become guidance to those who are torn,
Between loving life and complete apathy.
Falling from the top of a tree.
I am not the leaper that I used to be,
But still here I stand speaking in symmetry.


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Good luck


Are you happy today?  I hope that you are.
If you are not then I will wish upon a shooting star
And throw your three coins into the fountain.
I wish you good luck
And if you are all out of luck, then I will wish for you to be in.


If you are in need of love, then please have all of mine.
If you are worried about money,
Then I hope you can find a way to put your mind at ease.
I want you to be peaceful and happy
And if you have something you want to find,
Then I am crossing my fingers and hoping you do find all these things;
I hope you do become all that which you want to be.


With this rabbit’s foot, I am sending you my good luck.
Best wishes;
Maybe you will find what you need, if you take another look.
I would give you the world, if I only could.
I have e-mailed you a letter and it is full of love.


I have told them of your story;
I have told them that you are good.
I will continue to tell everybody how much you mean to me,
If there was only enough time and a way that I could,
I would do anything to help you find your way to being happy.


I would make all your dreams come true,
If only I could my friend.
I would do all I could to make you smile at your life,
Because I want you to feel loved,
So to you all my love I will send.


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All or nothing


Love is pain.  Love is the cure.
Love hurts too much.  Give me more.
If you can love, then love me truly.
Anything less is useless to me.


If you like me, but do not know if you love me,
Then go away.  You are unworthy.
I only do all out love, or nothing.
If you do not love me, then we should keep on moving,
In separate directions, to find other loves;
Because if you feel that you have never been loved,
Then it is time to write a different book.


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Kiss me twice


I saw you rocking on a Saturday night.
I fell in love with a beauty wrapped inside a light,
That snaked its way over your body.
Scream aloud.  I need to love somebody,
So I can appear in front of your eyes.
Devil dancing, under multi-coloured lights, at night.


Raise my soul up to newer heights and let me get lost inside,
Of the sound of your heart as it eternally sighs.
I love you in this moment in time.
Fire heart needs a soulful cry of delight
And a kiss that remains electrified,
As I move my fingers down your spine,
Pressing all the right digits in all the right places.
Forget all of the other faces.
We are alone in this moment in time.
Kiss me twice in case it doesn’t immediately hit you right.


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**** a love


There are times when I feel like just leaving you alone,
But there are times I don’t want to be here all on my own;
But I know if we keep on, keep going on,
I can be right there with you when things go right
And when things go wrong.


I hang out with the losers and the freaks;
I love those people, they are just like me.
Why are you so cruel?  
Why did you treat me like a fool?
Why do I care about anybody in this world?


I’m going to see you as a star and pick you apart;
I love you with all my heart, but to destroy is to create art.
To **** a love is to tear apart a connection.
One plus one equals love; this is what they call a misconception.


One plus one equals the possibility of two equaling love,
But it is not a definite answer to the question.
What happens when you put two people who love each other together?
I’m sorry the answer is not they stay together forever.


**** me please; my life is a tragic comedy,
Written by the Devil and acted out by Jim Henson.
Love was my all, now it is just another word,
I have become the killer of love, I have become another version.


Version 2.0, the new me I became;
I have changed from lover of love to the death of hearts.
I live in a hole of endless pain,
I must **** love; I must banish it to the stars.


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Lost in you


Rip it up and start again;
This is the end of let’s pretend.


Keep it real, or fake it please;
I’m on my knees in front of you.


I have died in your arms, I’m torn apart;
I am lost in you, my broken heart.


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It will never bee


Humble knocked on the door to BlondeBee’s parents home
And her Mom answered the door.
Hi Mrs. Friendly, I’m here to see BlondeBee.
I’ll just give her a call.


BlondeBee, Humble’s here, are you nearly ready?
Just doing my hair Mom.
Take a seat Humble.  Would you like some honey?
No thank you Mrs. Friendly, I’m all full up.


What are you two up to tonight?
Oh, we’re just going for a walk.
Make sure that you don’t go outside the hive
And to bee back before it’s dark.


Humble and BlondeBee tried dating for a while,
But they never really made the connection.
Sure they were friends and could make each other smile,
But the relationship lacked any passion.


At the end of one night on the doorstep to BlondeBee’s house,
The kiss opportunity came along, but Humble feared like a mouse
And no sound came out, when he tried to ask her for a snog.
She didn’t ask either, for she wasn’t a believer.
She was starting to have her own regrets, knowing it to bee wrong.


So nothing happened, three nights in a row.
Then along came a whole new threat.
BlondeBee cancelled a date, after turning up late,
And Humble walked home alone feeling bad and fell into bed.


Little did he know, BlondeBee was not alone.
She went dancing with a bee from her past.
They shared a kiss and BlondeBee did confess,
That Tiny Dancer was the one that made her laugh.
Humble thought maybe he should forgive her.
When she was around, he could still act the clown,
But there was no way he could ever bee her lover.
Humble was happy for BlondeBee, but he still felt so let down.


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Zero heroes


Whatever happened to the heroes?
Those that we used to adore.
I need somebody to tell me,
Where do they go when they’re about to fall?


Whatever happened to the heroes?
Where are they now?  Nobody knows.
Where did they all choose to go?
I guess I lost all my heroes.
They all seem to fade away in the end.
Whatever happens to the ego’s?
When we decide they have let us down.
I guess things will never be the same again; oh no.


We were surrounded by infamy,
But now they’re all so sweet; no-one is angry.
They’re all so nice it makes me want to scream!
Get back on your star and let us once more dream.
Why does this happen to our heroes?
We want to love them like we did all those years ago.
But something happens to our heroes;
No more shouting loud, they’re all so mellow.
Whatever happened to our heroes?
They change with time; they all fall or die.
Our heroes change in our life time;
I wish I could go back and see them in their prime…
I want to go back in time.


(C)2017 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.

Musically yours


I can hear a lyre,
Singing behind the fire.
Liar, liar, pants on fire;
The Devil is a guitar hero and he lives down in the mire.


Music tells you what to think
And allows you to think for yourself at the same time.
Music allows me to say what I mean,
So this is why I write words that rhyme.


It's like splitting an atom;
What's yours becomes mine and I hope I blow a mind.
I had better write a song before the thought is gone,
Before I bid you goodbye with a peace sign.


As flames dance up and down in the mist,
A thought sparks into life.
Who is the demon?  The man or the myth?
Dancing in the bushes; dancing in the night.


Bushido fighter, samurai;
As time goes by I hear a tune.
Like a sword swiping through a jungle vine,
The words sink into my soul and wash away my pain and I am anew.

(C)2016 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.

Break


Cigarette butts on the floor.
Time for me to take a walk.
Work is easy when you’re not this tired.
Want a day off, hope I get fired.


Trucks pass on by, on the fly,
And I can’t see eye to eye.
Trains they come and then they go.
Aching legs dream of home.


Rest a while then work again.
Life is Hell when things don’t change.
Easy job, but lack of motivation.
I don’t need no education.


(C)2020 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.

A Perfect Death


It’s a brave new world and there’s nothing left,
But heartbreak, soul and a perfect death.
There’s nothing left, but a perfect death,
A waste of breath or a taste of regret.


And all I have is a taste of fame;
A kind of pain that you can’t take away.
You can’t take away, you can’t take away,
You can’t take away the perfect day.


So thank you all from the bottom of my heart;
For this brand new start,
To this brand new world.
It’s another kind, in another time;
For another guy with a change of mind.


So what are we but dust in the wind?
Another false king, with a different beginning.
Jesus Christ or The Buddhist,
Had a perfect taste of heavenly bliss;
With the perfect death, with no regrets.
Let’s make this death the perfect end.


(C)2011 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.

The eyes cannot lie.


Some days it is harder to fake a smile.
Just leave me alone!
I’ll be fine in a little while,
But at this moment in life,
I cannot be ‘Oh you are nice!’
I’ve got to sacrifice this vessel, for time,
Is taken again; the pain is the same,
But the riverbank beauties are still so far away.


All I want is your empathy;
Please!
But you are not even looking in my direction.
I am a portrait of perfect imperfections
And the untold story of a man on his knees,
Clawing at life; it hits from 360 degrees
And every time, I ask myself why!!?
My subconscious tells me, this is your life.


I am no taker of another’s property,
But why, oh why, must I be me?
Let me be another broken creation;
One who doesn’t have to suffer this agony!

Love is on a permanent vacation.


(C)2018 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.

Jack and Jill: Enter the Matrix


Jack and Jill, took the blue pill.
The truth they cared not for, the truth they ignored.
Their minds couldn't handle, what their brains didn't believe.
The truth stood in front of them, but they knew nothing is free.


They thought if they learned,
What wasn't meant to be known.
They would become slaves and never see home.


Stood on top of a hill, Jack turned to Jill.


Did we make the right choice?
Should we have had our eyes opened?
Just think of all the things, that we could have learned.
But what was the cost, a life time of slavery?
In life nothing’s given; foolishness is bravery.


Think of all of those heroes, you read about at school.
They died for a cause, surely that makes them fools.
Sure they found their fame, but only in their deaths;
I'd rather be unknown, than take my last breath.


But forever more we must know something is missing.
Our lives are a lie, our entire existence.
Scared of learning, or scared of the consequences?
Regrets all we have now, the truth could have been splendid!


Our chance has now passed, through fear of being slaves,
But we're trapped in this matrix, a slave to the wage.
Money and possessions, that’s all that we crave.
The heroes may be foolish, but at least they were brave,
Enough to at least try; I think we’re the slaves.


A glimmer of hope, shines right there in front of us
And we turn our backs, through fear and mistrust.
We could have been Gods!  Better than our fellow man.
Now were just numbers, working for 'Uncle Sam'.


We could have flown, like birds in the sky,
Slowed down time, dodge bullets and not die.
We could have lived forever!  We could have been just like Neo!
Now we’re just worms, to be eaten by the eagles.


I hate you Jack! You made me choose wrong.
I hate you Jill! I ignored it for a home
And a life with my wife.


We climb each day for a bucket of water;
We can hardly even feed our baby daughter.
Jenny's her name, her brother Joe's on the way.
What would they choose?  Would they choose the same?


But our families ok, they won't know that they’re slaves.
They'll love life at home and they'll visit our graves.
We must teach them, nothing of what we know,
For they would grow to hate us and then they would go.


Our house is just fine, with the orchards of wine.
A family business for a hundred years,
Their lives will be the same.
Never wanting for anything, they will have all they want;
But they can never leave, for this is our spot,
Where my mother gave birth, like her mother before;
As will Jenny, as did I and as will many more.


For life is a circle, what goes around comes around.
Repeating history, is what we have found,
To work for generations, our family has survived.
We’re born here.
We live here.
And it's here that we die.


(C)2005 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.

Hollowed bones.


Give up on drugs and fail to love.
Live life unknown and do not trust.
Break up and cry.  Suicide.
Fall apart behind their lies.


Have apathy for you and me;
I live to die, keep your empathy.
My lack of faith is a disease;
I fail to believe in anything.


So hate them all and break apart.
Tear out each other’s broken hearts.
No light in Hell and no new start.
We suffer eternal agony, so let’s depart.


No Queen or King; no money for things.
No saints, just sin; no longer sing.
No love of hate can survive inside me,
Because I have learned to accept my every disease.


So pity me; forgive me please,
For I can no longer stand this world of sin.
I cry at you all because you’re nothing like me;
So tear away my skin, because I feel everything.


Leave my hollow bones a scattered skeleton relic;
For gone is my hope and faith.  Call a medic.
Relish the reason for life instead of reality;
For I no longer want to live the destiny of a tragedy.


(C)2013 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.

7 pm wake up call


Today I had the strangest dream.
There was you and I, working side by side,
In a café down the street.
I guess we were on equal pay.
I started work and there you were,
Sat with me until it started to rain.


I think it might have been in France;
Maybe Paris, maybe right where we are.
We were just talking and having a laugh;
I hadn’t been there long, but lovers find their car.
You knew the café like the back of your hand;
I knew right then and there, that I was becoming your man.
One day I heard you singing a song;
Since then you and I were getting along.


Another round table served, on another day;
We had not yet fallen in love.
There was another room, an outdoor room, beyond the main café.
A place for him and her to sit and talk and find their way.
It had extra tables, with umbrellas
And stacked up chairs against the wall,
For when it was busier than it seemed today.


There was the boss who said “Allo, allo.”
His wife, the owner, I saw here around,
I guess that she would come and go.
Another waitress was cleaning up
And you and I were just talking and falling into love.


You were sitting on a bench
And as we talked, I kept you warm, by holding you next to me.
I think we had always been destined,
Because as I looked at you and we each knew,
You began to lean on in…


I think this could have been our first kiss;
I’m not quite sure I remember it all.
I’m painting pictures as I speak.
I am afraid they will all soon disappear,
So before they do, my one last view,
Of our café will be spoken of here.


You were dressed in black and white.
I was waiting on your words.
We were sober, but we were becoming us;
We were so happy in this moment, so drunk on love.
I was sat smoking a rolled cigarette,
In a wooden wheelbarrow that fitted two.
This wooden statue was our bed;
A feature of the outdoor room.
The wheelbarrow grew in time, as did our love;
By the end of that night, we were true.


It was the middle of the eve;
The moment was right, to say it right,
I think you were made for me.


Then later our boss and his wife they spoke.
He was annoyed at the young couple treating the café like a joke.
“When are they coming back in?
There is work that needs to be done!”
She said “Relax darling, they are having fun
And can’t you see that they are in love?”
And with that, the boss he simply rolled his eyes;
She rolled her eyes too and then they both smiled.
“Oh my love, it has been a while,
Since our old café had a new romance.”


You and I were sat becoming one and the same,
In our oversized wooden wheelbarrow,
Hand in hand in the rain.


(C)2017 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.

Allusion


There are many doors we all walk through every day;
Be it claw, or snore, or war, or any other reason,
The door is unavoidable and it is always the season.
A never ending end,
Never been a friend;
Never known what to expect next.


All things they continue, but nothing ever lasts.
Newborns are born and one day they will grow up to wear black.
If there was a way to never see Death again,
Would we want to live forever?  Or would we need an end?


There is meaning to life, even if we do not know what it is.
Some say it is to raise kids;
Some say it is to accomplish dreams.
My reasons are the same as many other opinions;
Opinions are ten a penny.
People think they know, but nobody is ever ready.


I agree with you, good guess;
But you cannot know until it is the end,
Of the bitter sweet symphony show.
The show must go on!
Surely this is not the last song?
We need an encore for life;
We need to have hope before we are gone.

(Knock, knock, knock.)


(C)2017 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.

Is Becky my Holy Grail?


It’s been raining tears of joy since I met you.
You could be the one I’m already given to.
My fate is parallel with our future;
Your story similar.  Your faith I wish to nurture.


So please listen to my words of truth,
When I say I will love you.
Just give me time; I’ll wait the rest of my life,
For our family for all time.
My destined soul mate of my forever heart,
I’ve waited a lifetime for my true lady.
I’ve been to Hell flown through time and space,
Now I could go straight past kiss to babies?


My destiny angel stands before me waiting for me to be truthful…
I could love you.  I could love your kids.  I could stay faithful.


You give me release, like a jay of ****, in a time of need.  
Please feel the warmth of my empathy.
You need me, I need you more.
I need your love, for your words are pure
And if truthful every word you have said is;
Then I shall doubt no more.


My soul is for sale and already on show.
My love belongs to Becky, for she is my holy grail.



(C)2011 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.

A part of the process.


As the cadence of my voice becomes a part of your tongue,
I communicate with you in silence using telepathic thoughts.
You are still growing and as of yet you are unborn,
But creation has begun
And there are many things you are learning
And so much more that you need to be taught.


Whisper to me and I will fulfill your needs;
A daily dose of unending love is what you give to me.
So happy inside your little bubble;
Will you grow up to become a lot of trouble?
Or will you bring us the contentment we have been searching for?
You are a moving hand found beneath the rubble and we are all yours.


A light in the dark, a glint in the eye;
A smile and a wink and it was bed time…
And so you were formed, so soon to be born;
Nobody fully prepares you for all of the love.


The fun you bring with you and the changes;
What are the chances of my mind changing?
They are not even remote; they are not a possibility.
We are creating a planet; you are my world and my everything.


And when you are with us, our cherub is helpless;
But we will help you with whatever you need
And do whatever it takes to make you happy.
I don’t mind changing a ***** or two…
It’s just a part of the process
And you are now a part of our family.


(C)2016 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.

Assassin


A hooded figure watches over the sleeping.
Peacefully, suddenly colder, soon to be weeping;
A body of a thousand slumbers.
Tonight will be its final number,
For without sound or any sign of remorse,
Death has come, and in due course,
The time will come when the sleeper breathes no more.
The clock has not yet struck midnight.
Witches are waking their feral beasts and al-
So, their frogs are leaping,
And all the while he lays there sleeping.


His silk pajamas and knitted blankets.
The bottle he was given, he slowly drank it,
And now through snores, he hears no more,
The open door downstairs where footsteps call.
If only he could hear them passing,
Maybe he could somehow foresee the morning happenings,
But this is not a happy ending tale.
This is a time for woe; a rose upon a grail.
A dearly departed letter of discontent.
A scarlet rose has been placed upon his deathbed.


As the clock strikes, a metaphorical piercing knife.
The depths to which some men will delve,
And all in aid of a silent war.
A change in fortune for another who did not fall.
For this assassin was bought and he sold,
His service to another victim old.
For as he stood above his prey,
A bag of monies did come his way,
And with no word, a swift hand grabbed,
The jewels inside the felt covered bag.
All that needed to be said:
“It is not yet my time; send your services back instead.”


Now riches bulged from spoils of war.
The hooded figure waited until he could wait no more,
And on the chime of the seventh call,
The end appeared, a discovery made, the snorer was no more.
Only silence, through such violence.
The hooded figure was never seen again,
But the world had swiftly and suddenly changed.
His services would surely once again be called upon,
Lest his deeds become ineffectual and his tale too soon forgotten.


(C)2018 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.