Everybody lies…

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Poem, thoughts

Everybody lies, inside
Making sure we rise
Up into the air, we fly
And everybody lies, alright?

Not everybody feels the way
The way you, only you want, them to be
And everybody lies, you see
Say what you want them to say

They don’t have choice or a chance
They don’t really wanna do this dance
They edge away from you, asleep tight
Dreamin of your lies tonight

And everybody cries, alone
Cos everybody knows, like I do
That they’re also lied to
Still, everybody lies, inside, like I do…

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Ice cream

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Icecream, Love, Poem

A scoop, a slurp, lickety split
Banana flavoured, a big bite I bit
Rocky road all the way
Vanilla was what I wanted today

A cone, a cup, a big bowl of cream
Ice cream, Ice cream, every summer’s dream
Butterscotch to quench my thirst
Or shall I have strawberry first?

Brain freeze, tongue gone numb
Icecream makes me go all dumb
But what even can I say to you
I just love icecream, that much is true

Chocolate is best, some say
But I beg to differ, Mango’s on the way
Coffee and honey and walnuts too
Black currant if I’m feeling too blue

Pineapples are great, coconuts too
Hundreds of flavours, oh what can I do
There is but one lifetime, to try them all
Have a little icecream, and life is a ball…

Listen

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Heart, life, Poem, thoughts

Sometimes if you listen, listen hard
You can hear your heart crying
And like words on a Hallmark card
They’re useless, yet you keep lying

To yourself, to others,
To the mirror on the wall
The sobs, they get louder
And yet you don’t heed the call

Sometimes, there are words
Scratched in blood, inside
And like little caged birds
They wanna fly outside

Sometimes if you listen,
A story they can tell
Your heart, it’s not just a muscle
But you treat it like a shell

A knickknack, a souvenir,
pumping all the day
A box to hold memories,
But it cannot have its way

Sometimes if you listen,
you can hear your heart say
I wanna fill you up with love
But this blood comes in the way

Little things

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Poem, The little things, thoughts

What is it around you,
That makes you smile a little
That makes you not feel blue
That makes you strong, not brittle
It might be a little cushion, red, all agog
Or a little statue of a big smiling dog
It might be a painting, that you made, one day
Or a table or a shelf, where you hide things away
What is it around you, what little thing
That make you happy and content
While running this race, and suffering
That bring back memories, like a scent
Hold it hard, hold it near
Reminisce, repent but do not fear
For this is life, ’twas always so
A little smile, a long way to go…

Lockdown

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Alone, Bored, Lockdown, Poem

That corner of the house
That always felt mine
That painting, that chair
That table to dine

That fridge, it hath held so much treasure
A love so real, a love without measure
Those colors, on the walls, muted yet nice
That special bookshelf that could never suffice

That cupboard, it held so much in store
That Television, my true love, my core
That sofa, it’s curves so well contoured now
It knows me too well, it loves me, and how

And yet I’m so sick of it, sick of it all
Come next sunrise, come next nightfall
It all feels constricting, it feels like such pain
I wish I could go out, so that I could come back again…

Thoughts on the pandemic

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heroes, Poetry

Peace? What peace? there is no peace
Why would you think there was any left
Please, oh please, do not say please
Those words don’t mean much to the bereft

Worry, anxiety, the world is all wrong
And yet some people dance, some sing a song
There is no door, no light, no tunnel to be found
We’re all sinking fast, with no hope around…

The days are all long, the nights are all dark
Children and dogs, both pining for the park
But sparrows and crows and parrots and hens
Make merry and sing, while we twirl our pens

The future! The future! Oh what lies ahead
Is this Armageddon, like a prophet once said
While nature enjoys, and men shed some tears
Pray, time the healer, will lay to rest our fears….

And when we come out of this enforced funk
Realise the true worth, what’s treasure, what’s junk
I hope we make gratitude our everyday thing
And know our true heroes, their platitudes to sing…

Last night …

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Dreams, Last night, Poem, Spot poetry

Last night I dreamt I was alive
Last night I dreamt I saw the stars shine
Last night, I could swear I felt alive
Last night, I felt it all could’ve been fine

Was it all a dream, or was it really true
I don’t know how, let me know if you do
Last night I dreamt I saw your eyes
When I started counting all the stars in the skies

Even as the floor was on fire
And Hell burnt alive with the fruits of desire
Last night, it felt like the sea
The ocean calling out to me

The beach, each grain of sand
A moment of my life, that I could understand
Last night, it all felt so so new
Cry out, that’s all I felt I could do

Last night I dreamt I was just going
Out on the sea, on a rickety boat, rowing
Last night, I smiled as I laid eyes on the city
For the last time, for the last time in eternity

Knife through the heart

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Knife, what is love, wife

There’s a knife through my heart,
A flaming, burning, butter knife
Put there, specifically to tear it apart
Put there so happily, by my wife…

As it bleeds, my heart sings
Of distances, worlds left behind
Of wondrous tales, of sufferings
Of my life, which has not been kind

Of love, like the clouds, and skies so blue
Of love, so beautiful, it must be true
That serrated blade, it sings as it twists
Oh I wish it’d rather cut my wrists

There’s a knife through my heart,
My love put it there, and there it shall stay
Reminding me of our days, sweet and tart
Reminding me of what I’d miss, if she took it away

That fire, that blade, keeps me living
That agony keeps me sane
There’s a flaming knife in my heart
And somehow, I crave the pain…

Give me a chance…

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Chance, Love, Romance, Spot poetry

A chance, just a chance,
To point the stars out to you
To say your name, to hold your hands
To bring out that smile in you

To see your eyes, twinkling in the light
Twinkling with delight, twinkling in the night
To feel the warm breeze, of a sandy shore
To be with you, like never before…

To sing to you, and not have you laugh
But enjoy every word as I mean them
To welcome the sunrise, for it to be enough
Beautiful colors, as only we could have seen them

A chance, just a simple simple chance
To bring out my love, to wring out my heart,
To win you over, to have our first dance
A chance, just a chance, to see our love start…

Would you ever consider, ponder, think?
To give me the one thing I desire;
Or would you push me, over the brink
Ne’er the chance, light up that fire…?

No less, no more, a chance, just a chance,
No hidden agendas, no webbed plans
All I need, is a nod in advance
So I could show you, my version of romance…

Dreams of God

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Dreams, God, Universe

This world, this vapid world, grey
Melded, both night and squalid day
This Universe, God’s dream
Will one day end,in a spectacular way

And God will wake up, with a gasp
Like he was stung, by a bee or a wasp
And realise, that his creation doth say
Not good enough God, no way, no way!

And with a swipe, (left, not right)
He makes everything dark, as night
Fresh batches of universes, baking in a tray
Until he gets one that’s happy to say

Thank you God, for the mercies and love
Thank you God, for the breath that we take
We do not know why, do not know how
But Thank you, God, for not letting us break…