Poem: Winter

Crimson embers of fire crackle, Beneath the pale moon light. The stars they twinkle like tiny freckles, Upon the face of the night.   The sun awakens, from its slumbers, Naked vegetation shivers with delight. For they are scarce, they’re few in number, Desperate for the light.   The season sets a spell of slumber,…

Poem: A Day As Grey As Today

Have you ever experienced a day, As grey as the grey day today? You know the kind, That makes you less kind. The kind you wished would just go away?   I’ve certainly experienced a day, As grey as the grey day today It made me feel kind, To the man who reminded, Me to…

The Inferior Female

Stature slender, Pitch higher. A non-male gender, So he must be higher.   Physically inferior, Sit still and look pretty. Don’t question the superior, You’ll only look silly.   Beauty over brains. Man over beauty. I’m not a feminist, But a minority of men give me reason I should be.   Are you threatened by…

Poem – What’s In A Tattoo?

The needle pierces my body, But I feel no pain.   Black Ink drowns my pores, Euphoria begins.   I am in paradise, I am transformed.   My skin marked before my eyes, An external expression of an inner form.   This is the poem I wrote for my first ever podcast published on my blog!…

Poem: 5th November 1605

The dank presence of gunpowder fills their lungs. Settling smoke distorts their view. 5th November 1605 – a night like any other. If only this were really  true.   Traders to country, traitors to crown. The Gunpowder Plot, Dismembered, put down.   Destructive paths each had chosen, Treasonous, treacherous. Yet failed to make any  explosion….

Poem: Cold

It’s cold outside, My windows – opaque. Toes –  curled up tight. Hands – beginning to shake.   Amber embers of fire flicker, I begin to rock. My breath in the air grows thicker, There’s a hole in my sock.   The fat black cat returns back, She always let’s in the cold. I bolt…

Poem: Halloween

Halloween Didn’t you hear the scream? It’s half past 9 or is it 9.15? I need to wake up from this nightmarish dream.   Plump pumpkin’s are carved, Their flesh scooped from their core. Night has fallen upon us, Yet it’s only half past 4.   A tar-like black shrouds the moon in mystery. Is…

Poem – Money

Money, It slips through my fingers, Like slithers of bottle-green seaweed submitting to gravity.   I chase it every day, But yet I still feel drowned at its mercy. I am submerged. Will anyone take mercy?   Celebrities live a life of luxury, Yet still, some show signs of misery. If more money is all…

Poem – The Fall of Autumn

Death never looked so beautiful, Leaf litter burnt orange in the fading Autumn sun, Crunches beneath my feet as the day carries on.   The air is colder, Green is no longer seen. The days are shorter, A Midsummer Night is merely but a dream.   Ochre, pumpkin,  chestnut and crimson. All show their true…

Insecure

Insecure I get insecure. Sometimes. I don’t know how to look you in the eye. Days go by where I just want to lie in my bed and hide. Tell me, Are we all just suffering inside?   Please let me know I’m not alone in my struggles. I get nervous, I get anxious. But…

Poem – Lost

Lost I feel lost sometimes. Like I don’t fit in. And yet I don’t want to stand out. I just bear and  grin. A broken doll. Is an appearance I feel from within.   But I shouldn’t always play the victim, life is kind to me at times. I only wish I wasn’t just as…

Poem: Fight

It doesn’t matter what’s wrong or what’s right. If you go left, I’ll go right. I don’t want anyone to know I cry at night, So that’s why I always put up a fight. I’ll fight on a Monday, I’ll fight on a Tuesday. I’ll fight when you choose-a-day, Cuz for me, it’s never a…

Poem: Wait

That dank smell still lingers, Lost in the lustre of your memory I refigure A life without you, I just don’t want delivered. Why did you say goodbye when byes are never good I feel lost more now than ever Yet back then somehow I understood That for  you to return Would be a wish…

Poem: Sensation

Smell the rain, Smell the rain, don’t see it The dampened tarmac aroma intensifies as cars go flying by like drive bys at midnight Feel the heat of the rays on your skin, Hairs on your neck rise like budding blossoms in spring Hear the drops of tears hit the leaves, leaves crushed by commuters,…

Poem: Rorrim

  I control you. From the cradle to the grave, I will own you. You can smell me, hold me, taste me, lose me. Yet you cannot refrain from the goal to retain me. You lie to everyone about me, conduct deceitful acts to earn me, learn for me, learn from me, either way, like…