Memoirs of an Alcoholic
This addictive dance is something like a romance
riding on a circumstance, giving in to an induced trance
bargaining for a second chance
A disease fueled by a constant need
A longing for propriety, to be the me that I can be
all just wasted energy it seems
Someone please give me a labotomy, take this wound and lance me free
Blamed it on anxiety, blamed it on society, crutched ...
Friday 21st June 2019 3:11 am
Fact of Life
A series of unfortunate events, It's no one's intent to circumvent
Just feeling tired from all this time spent
It's impossible to say what's always meant
and I'm sorry for this verbal consent, but
WORDS, they will come across bent
Thursday 20th September 2018 6:41 am
Weather
Stormy weather, won't you take me away
Peeling off leather at the end of the day
A living cliche of overworked and underpaid
This atrocity of being self made
When I first saw you, I knew you were fun
in stormy weather, you shone brighter than the sun
Should of known better, you would never be free
so I'll just leave it, find some new company
Another lonely day, gettin...
Thursday 20th September 2018 6:35 am
solid
All is chaos, a whirlwind around
Yet here I sit safe and sound
It's easy standing on uneven ground
Oh the wiser and profound
No longer wanting to know then what I know now
because I would have never found
Sunday 9th September 2018 3:55 am
spotless mind
You inspire me with all your words, flowing briskly on a swift tongue
Lost in some complexity, my mouth falls dumb
Dear god what a trial, with no choice but to succumb
For energy put in motion is far greater than any affirmation can become
Steadfast and so willful, your vessel plays the lot
To house these silly treasures and all of these forgots
Sunday 9th September 2018 3:52 am
The art of being Struck
Love comes with lots of rhymes and little reason
The ultimate unseasoned treason
For all that I govern is gone with one sight of your light
Its so bright
Star crossed lovers so they say
put that penny in my pocket for another day
Such a dangerous game we play but because of my heart I choose to stay
Right, wrong, or indifferent, any which way it's redundant
and contingent ...
Sunday 9th September 2018 3:49 am
Pining
Dress me up in silver and gold
Tell me that I'm lo and behold
that you can barley think, thoughts out of control
Raise me up like if to drink
Just to bouyant to ever sink
eyes too wide to ever blink
My body creased to your fold
Guide me through these tempestuous fleets
make me understand that we
are but the architects only given sand
trying to find the promise land
...Monday 27th August 2018 1:00 am
Daydreaming
This perpetual daydream
drifting off into the sublime
Picturesque enchantment serranated by cohesive rhymes
A superlative line to all of your expressions for they surely are devine
Toiling deadlock, I stand still defined
Only shaped by exuding light exlempary of a shrine
Though hollow as a well with no end in sight
plummet into the aspiration I will
plummet with all my...
Monday 27th August 2018 12:47 am
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