Burn Me
Burn Me,
piece by piece.
Burn my shadow,
and my soul.
I've been a parasite for far too long,
aren't you tired, my gracious host?
I've sucked enough blood out of you,
to turn into a big fat dynamite.
Cut me off your arm,
and off your heart, while you're at it.
Slowly, I shall stagnate,
smelling of your sweat,
and your love in bind.
You should see the stars,
...Saturday 14th November 2015 5:53 am
Hollow
Hollow screams in hollow dreams,
of hollow mind and soul.
hollow gasps and hollow sighs,
in hollow eyes lined with Kohl.
hollow days turn into hollow nights,
hollow pleas trying to put up a fight.
hollow talks and silences,
by the hollow candle flame.
hollow vows and promises,
and this hollow game of blame.
Friday 30th October 2015 7:26 am
dream a dream....
dream a dream,
so unreal and fragile.
don't open your eyes,
for it might slip away.
and take with it,
your tanquility and
your sane existence.
and you are then
but an empty shell.
with tattered curtains,
to wrap the wounded soul.
Thursday 22nd May 2014 9:54 am
Him and Her
but he was a poet,
who loved his words.
often enough to forget,
the one, of who's beauty
he wrote volumes.
her grey-blue eyes,
and honey-brown hair.
he felt like a slave,
of love and ink.
and who was she then?
the love, or inspiration?
his muse, disdained.
she felt torn sometimes,
between poetry and life.
she was immortal,
but merely breathing.
caugh...
Thursday 22nd May 2014 9:48 am
Rain
a story untold,
of passion and pain.
she shelters in
the forgotten corners
of the days of rain.
the sky is quiet,
eversince that last summer storm.
only to shed tears,
when she closes her eyes.
Thursday 22nd May 2014 9:35 am
she to herself...
i think the devil entered me
when i coloured my hair red.
or was is the first sip
of that red vodka?
maybe the curlprit was
that first drag of smoke
that went down my lungs.
the infiltration's instilled,
in my veins.
thick as blood
that black tar of badness.
prevails in me,
through and through.
Thursday 22nd May 2014 9:28 am
You
i still have that memory,
of the dance floor and
you and me.
when all so apprehensive you touched
my fingertips
and slide away.
oh so slow,
that you can't hold,
me in your arms for long.
just a moment,
played out for eternity.
ever compromising,
this tale of dance,
and of love.
do i see it in your eyes?
or is it a cloud?
fog over my heart.
You, ev...
Thursday 22nd May 2014 9:20 am
I am here..
I am here,
stagnating slowly.
caught in a turmoil,
days go by.
I am here,
just like yesterday,
when the sun faded,
and it was dark.
I am here,
for one more day.
to wrap myself in the flames,
that burn still.
Tuesday 7th January 2014 9:48 am
dream
i know not who dwells in my brain,
maybe its you, maybe its him.
maybe its the morphine,
in my blood stream.
or maybe its just my lucid dream.
Friday 27th December 2013 6:54 pm
that silence..
she watched him,
swaying in the crowd.
his infectious smile filling up her lungs.
she watched. for,
she was a poet
of the fallen hearts.
ready to lose her own.
if only.
unaware, he walked the streets,
and she walked behind.
just a few steps away.
and when they sat at the table,
he touched her hand.
frozen in her memory,
is that moment still.
and seemin...
Thursday 26th December 2013 7:40 am
yellow
she saw again,
the yellow bottom of the sea.
when she drowned
in memories,
of that two bedroom flat.
with pale yellow walls,
the yellow tea pot, and,
the yellow photo frame with
a black and white picture,
taken in 1953.
of she and her lover,
and she sees through
his kaleidoscope eyes
the days of yellow flowers, and,
the sunday mornings, and
the yellow ...
Tuesday 17th December 2013 11:49 am
the music turns away
melancholy melody,
the music in her smile.
like the guilty guitar strings,
aching to confess.
the let down of the flute,
it doesn't play peace anymore.
she hides her sax, in the
dusty cupboard of forgotten memories
the violin breaks its strings, and
strangles the tune.that
once was cherished.
for,
he won't come again to
play the old piano, and
it will sit ...
Tuesday 17th December 2013 11:19 am
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