Wednesday 17 November 2010
Tuesday 12 October 2010
Thursday 7 October 2010
Friday 24 September 2010
Sunday 19 September 2010
Tuesday 14 September 2010
Sunday 12 September 2010
Friday 10 September 2010
Tuesday 7 September 2010
Monday 6 September 2010
Wednesday 25 August 2010
Lunar Baying
Tears aren't for weeping...
...beds aren't for sleeping...
And life's not for dreaming - nor Dreamers alike...
The Heaven
The Hell
of my lover's spell,
under which I dwell
on my knees in the mud
I swear at the scar that led me this far...
to an abyss that's amiss
In my life - like a scream
...and seeps and streams
through my nightmares each night
Whilst myself...
...and I...
...and the stars in the sky...
will Howl!! at the moon to be rid of our plight.
...beds aren't for sleeping...
And life's not for dreaming - nor Dreamers alike...
The Heaven
The Hell
of my lover's spell,
under which I dwell
on my knees in the mud
I swear at the scar that led me this far...
to an abyss that's amiss
In my life - like a scream
...and seeps and streams
through my nightmares each night
Whilst myself...
...and I...
...and the stars in the sky...
will Howl!! at the moon to be rid of our plight.
Sunday 22 August 2010
Wednesday 18 August 2010
The Mantle We Wear
A concotion of contempt and hurt admiration,
A ridiculous cauldron of contrasting emotion,
A Heaven, a Hell, a condemned devotion -
Loss of love: life's divine damnation.
A ridiculous cauldron of contrasting emotion,
A Heaven, a Hell, a condemned devotion -
Loss of love: life's divine damnation.
Tuesday 17 August 2010
Sunday 15 August 2010
Friday 13 August 2010
Sunday 1 August 2010
Monday 12 July 2010
Finally
The relief from the grief
That you gave to this slave
From me wanting and waiting
For your nod and your wink
From my mind on the blink
From my crying, my trying
Your own self-delluding
Your egotistical wanking
Sigh...
...Over.
That you gave to this slave
From me wanting and waiting
For your nod and your wink
From my mind on the blink
From my crying, my trying
Your own self-delluding
Your egotistical wanking
Sigh...
...Over.
Monday 28 June 2010
Saturday 19 June 2010
Feeder (Your Soul, I Think, Is Sinking)
Your mind - fried through years of fears,
Your intent - betrayed by crocodile tears
Your truth - lost, buried with sympathy
By your weak tendency to abuse all empathy.
Your behaviour - translucent, aghast in shame
By the trust of others you gained in my name.
No words - no action - will feed what you need
In this bed of roses, you thrived like a weed.
My message to you, whom I once dared call “friend”
Is but an alien concept, one you won’t comprehend:
He who lives by the sword, surely dies by the sword -
A heavy price that none can afford.
Your intent - betrayed by crocodile tears
Your truth - lost, buried with sympathy
By your weak tendency to abuse all empathy.
Your behaviour - translucent, aghast in shame
By the trust of others you gained in my name.
No words - no action - will feed what you need
In this bed of roses, you thrived like a weed.
My message to you, whom I once dared call “friend”
Is but an alien concept, one you won’t comprehend:
He who lives by the sword, surely dies by the sword -
A heavy price that none can afford.
Thursday 17 June 2010
Monday 14 June 2010
Sunday 13 June 2010
Friday 11 June 2010
Sunday 6 June 2010
Tuesday 1 June 2010
Wednesday 21 April 2010
Monday 22 March 2010
Beast Within
Anxiety nervously haggles with reason
The sharp, treasonous taste delivering its poison
Contentment conceeds to contrasting emotion
Consuming its prey with confounding devotion
The sharp, treasonous taste delivering its poison
Contentment conceeds to contrasting emotion
Consuming its prey with confounding devotion
Circles
Disappointment chokes when swallowed
Coarsed with sorrow - sweetness soured
History cruelly repeating and cheating
Tidal betrayals ebb and flow against hoping
Coarsed with sorrow - sweetness soured
History cruelly repeating and cheating
Tidal betrayals ebb and flow against hoping
Wednesday 17 March 2010
Weight of the World
Love’s decisive, derisive measures -
Self-induced stifling romantic pleasures,
Built on external judgemental leisures;
Fuelling need, and greed, and feed
Me now!
With promotion of karmic come up ‘uns
And pounding philosophical scatter cushions,
Comes teasingly weaving such childish notions
Of crushing coals into glistening diamonds.
Self-induced stifling romantic pleasures,
Built on external judgemental leisures;
Fuelling need, and greed, and feed
Me now!
With promotion of karmic come up ‘uns
And pounding philosophical scatter cushions,
Comes teasingly weaving such childish notions
Of crushing coals into glistening diamonds.
Tuesday 16 March 2010
The Scar (Ode to the Broken Hearted)
Drowning bells chime warning danger:
Deep rooted fears take heed
This love's destructive wager,
On which carniverous shadows feed.
Roads that souls fear to venture,
Haunted truths shine darkness bright
The pull and pride of ego's nature
Shrouding hope in blinding night.
Deep rooted fears take heed
This love's destructive wager,
On which carniverous shadows feed.
Roads that souls fear to venture,
Haunted truths shine darkness bright
The pull and pride of ego's nature
Shrouding hope in blinding night.
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