Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts

Saturday, 28 August 2010

poem

Patari Prison
This poem wrote in a old soviet prison in Estonia
it provoked such strong feelings in me that I had to write straight away!
Please leave a comment and tell me what you think

Tricks playing with your mind
its so scary when you walk along a barren hall
you think hear a noise
stop
start
go, run down the halls,
up and down stairs
now your scared
too many movies I fear
but this overgrown hell hole
barren and dead
has taken lives and imprisoned in its chambers
the thoughts of the abuse
suffering and regret seep out the walls here
the dead want to speak to you
to hear their sorry point of view
cuz their scared too

Thursday, 19 August 2010

we loveourlives

To all the people rushing to work,
getting up in the morning everyday it gets worse
theylovetheirlives.com

to the people eating their sunday roast
this is the meal that they love the most
theylovetheirlives.com

to the bingo risk takers in the hall
hoping and praying that two fat ladies they'll call
theylovetheirlives.com

to all those who boogiewoogie on a friday night
forgetting their problems cuz tonight is alright
theylovetheirlives.com

to the mothers at work and the children at school
homework, packed lunches, and breaking the rules
theylovetheirlives.com

to the guy who knows all the aswears at the quiz down the pub
hes far too boring to be given much love
heloveshislife.com

to dogs being pulled on their leads
longing for their owners to give them there next feed
theylovetheirlives.com

to the tuff bloke scratching his balls
a stonking black eye from his last brawl
theylovetheirlives.com

to the peddle pushers sweating it out at the gym
thinking "if I loose a few pounds I can get with him"
theylovetheirlives.com

to the rustle of leaves and the birds and the bees
to the slow moving traffic and the car that has had it
weloveourlife.com

Iheartyourlife

A story of me

I can feel happy and sad, Im independently vocal
but I really think its important to take the good with the bad,
Taking you all back to the start
Being artistic means you can take things to heart
Born and raised Ive see happy days
Listening to what you teacher says
Wanting a simple happy life living by the sea,
never underestimate the power inside of me,
cuz Im corageous, and contageous
spiritually outrageous,
Loving new things and Living out my dreams,
these are some of my philisophical themes
wanting to make a difference on this earth
something Ive had inside of me since birth
Ive learned the hard way what loyalty can mean
you would too if you'd been were Ive been,
Being with me can drive you round the bend
but if I call you a friend Ill be with you to the end
Dont underestimate the powers that be
Cuz its not always what is meant to be will be..

Saturday, 10 July 2010

reclaimed

I was reclaimed by the woods today you wouldnt believe
I lay down for a second and the ivy grew around my knees
mushrooms sprouted out of my mouth
a door mouse made my hat into a house
the roots and ivy wispered in my ears, " do not fret for we are here, we heard your crys and heed your call, you need not worry now any more"
Leaves and weeds spring from my hands
this most deffinetly not what I had planned
eventually I calmed down abit, and felt at peace and one with it
cuz lifes troubles passed me by
I was staring straight into natures eye
a peace Ive always felt deep inside
the forests deepest lullaby
so if youre passing by the old oak tree
look closer.... and you could see me

amazing

A-MAZE-ING: get lost in me, a black hole and your gone sinking into the abis you though you knew or was expected to know,
the river runs deep but its dry and your eyes cant be shielded from the hot-hot heat that fries all the sweet sweet on your forehead and speaks in tongues and lies, making you want to die and not breathe another day,
breathless and restless awaiting rescue

fuck up

Intricate combined with messy,
blue bubbles,
ever square inch its great
fairies
patches of colour
jokes poetry lines and patterns trees
cotton candy women with big eyes and sweet faces
mysterious dream like worlds and cantonese swirls
mischievious marks and works of art smells and textures combined to fuck your brain up