A sigh, a song and a lament

For those who here have lost

Those cherished, now gone

Those who never saw the silence

If isolation lift.

Who are they?

Who were they?

Who would they have been?

Tens of thousands left

Each a song a story and a voice

Now ash and memory

If together they could speak

Of injustice faced.

A tragedy of indecision

Awash w...

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In gilted gold halls

Between wealth wrought walls

Came the last of the self-pronounced worthy

Their dresses and suits 

Swayed to silver flutes

Music divine and unearthly

And the satirists would depict

Just how all were tricked

And subjugated without mercy

Each position maintained 

And anger reigned

In a rife and rapacious rancour

Each being to steeped to se...

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I died today

Because my heart gave out

As a result of my diet

As I ate to offset my depression

Due to bullying through school and work

By cause of a wimpy and nerdy disposition

Owing to me being highly introverted 

On account of being diagnosed with Autism

In the interest of maintaining my academic career

Which only raised my self-consciousness

By virtue of the limiti...

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A low hubbub carries on the air over me

A dark grey envelopes the heavens

On introspection I see its reflection

Calm smattering gives way to a spark

The prior quiet besieged by panic

Smoke lends itself to the sky's palette 

The brazen, livid orange blaze meets me

A study in contrast between it and me

I stay unphased as it spreads 

A hellish talon offset by merc...

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The long redacted sound of reason crackled

Static-pronged consensus of a bygone concept

Against a typified gestalt of incandescent insanity

The layer-laden deceptive dynamic caught wind

Ushering and redoubling its efforts

Polarising all subject to it 

Two turns played, a fool's mate prepared

The clocks, still nascent, are brought to a stop

Complexities and nuance are o...

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I'd heard of a woman from Crete

Who had unusually large feet

It was said that her shoes

Were the size of canoes

Her collection of which were a fleet

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The sun sighted as a Galilean dream

As vision faded from the grasp of Winter

A kid leaned out of the window

Whispering out what he needed to say

But in needing to blurt it out

His mind submerged in uncertainty 

Choked between a tearless cry

And a cheerless laugh

As with notated thoughts all about

His room was littered

And the sidelined life he adopted

Was cast to t...

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They came by water

They came by train

They came by flight

They came in luxury

But some arrived in cages

All strangers to us and each other

They were stopped at the docks

They were stopped at the station 

They were stopped at the airport

They were stopped in their conditions

Remaining ever a constant

Adhered to each other in isolation 

They saw the look...

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Calling the familiar ray,

hope bore a light,

unlike any star, 

for while its brilliance

scattered and shone

over all we could see,

its longevity was called into question

so it dissipated within its doubt. 

Still the echo of its ghost

remains primal in its protection

of those who seek it, 

as beyond the chilling

despondency of doubt, 

all we are and will be re...

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To be saved by the bell

at my door, the guests arrive 

a glad sight, albeit overdue

marked by assurances, assuredly contrived

The dancing hall is restless 

the partners move slowly, in accord

with gentle music flowing

along the best drinks any can afford

And my fascination thickens

as the friendships that they feign

brazenly are burst through

by the bubbl...

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Here's to anyone who has been asked for their thoughts, 

And not let their words entomb their audience's spirit, 

Like the ash of Vesuvius, 

For all, I'd wager; thoughts form a chaotic array, 

Ranging subject, tone and even imagery or music,

In simultaneous appearance. 

Forming riotous conundrums on seas of deceptive simplicity, 

Allowing the stark contrast of notions tha...

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I have never seen a ghost,

But I remember too many to deny their existence,

Not the lost spirits of those I knew, 

Nor monsters masquerading as them, 

But lurking in memories, 

The bygone personalities, 

Of the people we used to be, 

As we emotionally developed, 

And our values shifted, 

Deadened traits were shed, 

Only to be brought to the forefront of our minds, 

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Crisp breath of the October morn

Fogs the window, reflecting warm light 

Ever into the smallest room,

From whereout, the grandeur of the outside world, 

Obscured by itself, still comes on through, 

As feeling replaces vision

As the dominant sense for the time. 

The bluish sky seems to bear down

On the dying leaves, hushed on by the wind

Through which, cars steadily ...

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Disembodied announcements ride the travelling's tedium

As all early attend the slate grey station platforms

A mad scramble set against the indifferent schedule

A study in contrasts, only appreciated as it ends

Also being reversed, all are sat orderly

As the journey begins

The cityscape idly drifts by and beyond us

And the horizon embraces all we previously knew

The aut...

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Wrapped up in ideals and a uniform,

Less than apt for one so unique,

The roads have wound and conspired to take you back,

To far before you learned to speak

Don’t let the surroundings hush out the voice inside,

Keep striving with your ends in sight,

Have only the time you need to realise,

There’s no stronger picture,

Whatever it would be for,

Than t...

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The cityscape rushes into view,

As jostling tracks guide the train,

Past the rust-caked barricade,

Overlooking buildings outwardly 

Unchanged since early industy.

Arrived at the station, the train, sqeaking,

Grinds to a halt, all wait by the doors,

They wait for the light or the signalling chime,

Heavy bags and heavier faces go on through,

As all else is drowned out...

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Grasping at half-conscious illusions,

The new year arcs through the post-Christmas crash,

As philosophical ironies regarding love appeared before, 

The most voluptuous scene, 

And whether this love sought others, 

Or only itself to please, 

The difference is not always clear.

As such, the turn of the year has all watching, 

As the time for a fresh start is ...

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Waiting, waiting, waiting,

The wind, time and day all have stopped,

the minute begrudgingly passes

As I wait for the first sound,

My thoughts flood as to what that could be, 

That would make me rise from this comfortless chair

A knock on the door or a beep of a car horn,

The likeliest, in knowing what to expect,

The minute begrudgingly passes, 

As my mind turns to f...

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The sensibilities seemed to subside,

Gouged by the glasses and driven out by drink,

Noise rare in the room, for in dreams most would hide,

Of the flood of thoughts that all and none would think

The ice in the cider seemed to shine,

That glimmer glistened in the night,

A sight so seemingly sublime,

A perfect picture of happiness at its height

The teemi...

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I was at St. Mary's, attending the hymns and prayers,

My friend, now gone. The first funeral I've ever attended,

The readings, Lazarus' rise and the promise made,

Seemingly absurd,

"I am the resurrection and the life,

The one who believes in me will live,

even though they die;

and whoever lives by believing in me will never die.

Do you believe this?”

My thoug...

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The laughter was breaking from the bar,

The last verse from the comic's recital read,

As the drinks clinked with the ice,

Formed from what was no longer taken for granted,

And 'Happy The Man' was on everyone's mind

The socially awkward congregated with the butterflies,

And what was on everyone's mind was attended to,

Old and new material was read and opinions v...

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My suit hangs on the door,

A constant reminder for

Friday's funereal event,

Setting in stone the death of a friend

Now, feeling so upset,

Exasperated and perplexed,

College was but a few years ago,

Now time has drastically slowed

Minutes drag like months on my phone, so strange,

I look at it a few times and neither have changed,

A crash on the...

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The train is delayed by ten minutes, 

The rails glisten accoring  to the sun overhead,

As the old tickets gust to and fro across the shelter,

Accompanied by old cigarettes.

As together, they lazily lull,

Until they stop, as an announcement is made,

Declaring the next train to arrive at the platform

And everyone's eyes dart upward.

The train resignedly...

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The cat sat anxiously, mewing atop the folded lid,

The top of a run that once housed a few ginea pigs,

And the heavens' dead and solid grey ran parallel

To the garden's green, chaotic face

That was stemming

Into the flowers,

Through the bushes,

And up into the blossoms

Of the trees that were here before this house

As the window suddenly grew foggy,

...

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The sleeping waters of the lake, quiet, they dream of the moon,

Reflected captured by their depths,

As tonight, the trees hush to the wind’s gentle tune,

And we see all the ‘fore unseen sights,

And we sculpt and we paint and we write,

As a dreamy awe takes away our breath

And this night we share a dream,

Yes tonight we kiss each other’s worlds,

...

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I’m a carefree lad,

A lazy git,

Whichever you prefer,

I don’t mind either,

Or anything,

Except having to do work

Of some,

Or any description

You know this life’s good,

That of the ne’er bored,

Taking each day,

Just as it comes,

To put on an act,

As if prepared for it,

Such effortless style, such élan!

The secret: Don’t care

We, the lazy are...

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The euphoria

Of the summer sun's blazing glare,

Seemingly starting to subside,

The rain has come again,

Weighed over by the thunderous clouds,

We fall freely back to home,

Where hands loving catch us,

And stand us back up,

Before they lay us down,

Wrapping themselves gently around,

Knowing what they hope to find,

Within our aching chests,

To be pa...

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The bed blankets greet me soon after I'm back,

The sweet-spicy smell of chai tea is coming from the kitchen,

The carpet cushions my footsteps when I awaken

To go into the sitting room

I nearly never attempted to fathom,

How some so despise being in one place,

A call: "Collect your thoughts and valuables,

And leave them in sight of only you."

A perfect...

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The year begins, as the streets are chaotic past dusk

Looking back, our breath rides against our footsteps

In the fallen snow, gleaming in the street lights' glow

As a dozen shadows fall from view

And, to the day, the bottles burst

Into glasses that are raised

To the endless world of feigned resolutions

But only the year will be maintained

Until it itself is out

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Dissent climbs over tradition,

Until it becomes the norm,

The poets' steady hands

Write with such a

Brutally descriptive poignancy,

Of the world and the works,

Water and metal,

Through to rust,

Many loves and affairs,

Whispered nuances,

Though times of war and peace,

Prattled with passion,

The startled words scream from the page,

But sometimes...

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The useful congregate,

Celestial sheets and wondrous wool pulled over

Eyes, unblinking, laws laid down,

Inhibit all but their makers,

Seeking tired sayings,

Retiring recitations,

Of odd utterences

Guests invited in,

With open jaws and tainted chalices,

Smile, before going for each other's throats,

The etiquette is flawless,

But no one is fooled,

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I saw the men and women trudging, marching,

Poppies pinned to their coats,

Protests for peace rended by police hordes disheartening,

Who'd still glorify all those, 

Give to such, what is it we suppose,

Keeps us battle locked? Hear the drums starting,

A frenzied beat and a gunshot sound so close.

Is parting from conflict such sweet sorrow

The triumphant regi...

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Born into the notions that defined your family for years,

You keep a diary, the only one with whom you share your doubts,

For you dare not raise your hand to say,

How, so according, the line

Between love and hate seems so fine, 

For it is what would result of that, which you fear

You search all books for the answers for your heart,

But each answer poses another...

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Through the fading of a fantasy,

And the mining of subjects untried but true,

I have struck a vein of light,

For the cold burn of a winter's dawn,

As autumn's nights I had to solemnly salute,

For allowing me this find

A strong diver set against a mosaic moon,

Caught mid-flight, into torrents of silver he sees,

The mountainous clouds applaud,

Aqueous ser...

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The licking lightning wrests the sky from the dark,

Both warring and weeping in its breaking brevity,

Flashing collective notions of a life through the minds of all who look on,

Rumbling with discontent as to how soon it had to leave,

To which the wind shrieks an accord,

Clinging to faces of rocks and people that will not change, 

When more has been said than done

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The waiving web of arguments has been strung up near the door,

Pacifists in fisticuffs amounting only to a bore,

Clumsily, they wrap themselves in cloth only they can see,

For to conform to others, they never could be free,

 And reason escapes all, as to what this is truly for.

Clinging to the clime of an abashed autumn, so absurd,

The dreamers dip in nightmares wr...

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Here's a salute to the hearts heavy with the blood spilled,

Know you've served your country well with the thousands you have killed,

But know as your tongues taste the acrid dust in the air,

For the taste of victory is that of the blood and oil,

And of arms bore; branded in the depths of their users' despair

The profits made through the fight may help in the next few y...

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It's said of a good picture,

That it is worth a thousand words,

But well known laws demand,

That for each and every action,

So is sired an equal, opposing reaction,

And so this like all else,

Has a complete reverse.

But what word is worth,

Quite so many pictures as a whole?

And to shed ambiguity where

Pictures shed their light,

An important word...

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A resolved father leads his family,

Long standing disagreements laid to rest,

For they came together,

And in unison, a thunderous song was sung,

A new era surely had begun,

Each came to embrace that they so before would detest.

A son of merit came upon the scene, 

Through example a collective spirit was bound,

Caught ahead of time,

Working through both ...

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The roses are wilting,

Both petals and thorns droop,

The ugly and the beautiful,

Where neither know what to do

The crowd is in chaos,

Vinegar tears seep from their eyes,

The leaders are trying to do away with

All of their past ties

The priest is looking pale,

His faith so surely marred,

By the lack of answers he sees,

And by his cyanide he...

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The newspapers lay soaked in the corner,

The bus droning down the lane,

Caught between,

But entirely averted, 

To all except its driver's pain

Tangled up in a waking nightmare, finds himself

Whispering only to he and his bus,

The coins dropped,

With each passing sign,

Memories laden with little but rust.

And he goes home, God only knows when,

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The steel blue sky,

Hangs above,

All, all the same,

No favouritism granted,

Can such fairness,

Only come of such coldness,

And is it truly all that is wanted?

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So begins the end...

The end is the grinning cheshire cat,

Disappearing from its seat,

The realm of dreams, through which,

Seeing beyond its window,

The terrifying vistas of light we'll inevitably meet.

The end is on the rotating monopoly boards,

Counter-clockwise, the dice roll heads us for Mayfair,

Hotel established, how much to pay,

The thick g...

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The wind is still,

As the day holds its breath,

Amidst the grey-silver noon,

For naught is now left,

Of the golden season,

That fled only all too soon.

The pitch-cast suits,

Stalk the shadows of the day,

Overcast by their hearts,

But be that as it may,

 A method must be devised,

For the land to have a new, fresh start

With smoke ring h...

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The release of news, not new, for half a year,

Has the U.S. military strangled with fear,

As their abuse is quite so exposed,

And the analyst who confessed to their crimes,

Surely locked away and denied,

Just as many would suppose

To show the helicopter of slaughter,

All a-whirl with sadistic laughter,

As it mows a family down,

For to have the public se...

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The Channel calls and clashes at the shore,

The slippery sea wall yields no reply,

Looking down from the pier above,

The olive green waters fiercely enthrall,

Clasping the horizon at its edge,

Hushing a whisper, still an enigma to us all

Sinking lights fall with the sea into itself,

And then creep up through the froth,

Still shedding little light where any ...

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And so soon the day had come to an end,

The writers and the critics all obsessed by their pens,

For they knew how to wield them, mightier than swords,

But knew that they would be useless unless backed with a cause,

Clashing beneath the amazed pinnacle's foot,

Focuses became so narrow, all eyes were nigh shut,

And the only things wrote about were the stars.

From...

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Twisting and stretching, she came through the fogs of an eve's tale,

Amazingly and amazedly she looked at the surrounding nothingness,

Wan and delicate was her face, under her back,

A pale and fragile picture of beauty, marred by loud movements,

As all looked on awed and amazed,

By the nothing surrounding that she lacked.

Stretching and stringing new chapters to th...

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A grey-purple night,

From the city centre to home,

A long stretch,

Both in distance,

And of imagination,

As closing-in buildings,

Crept out from grey rooted shadows, 

The glare of headlamps,

Juxtaposed they gathered,

Congregating with myriad intents,

The space between them; a snare,

Ensnared and entranced,

As nearer and nearer they came,

Tight...

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The floorboards are creaking,
As the mouse beneath, squeaking, is crawling,
Only to croak,
Removing a plank,
I look into its dull left eye,
I pick it up,
Thinking of only how much it stunk

A body was found in the bath,
It was a mother, used to the laugh and the cry,
But no scornful laugh,
And no terrified cry,
Was ...

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