Post by boysandmen on Jan 8, 2014 21:52:02 GMT
This is my poetry collection... Most of them were written over ten years ago.
Wintertime
To southern skies the birds do fly
When they leave I start to cry
Wintertime always makes me sad
This year will be just as bad
I've no lover to make me smile
It's been like that for quite awhile
I never ask for all that much
A lover to see, hear and touch
There is nothing I wouldn't give,
For a man to help me live
It would mean a great deal you see
To find a man to love me
Pressure
Poison of time
Deadline set
People screaming for work they could do themselves
Time running out
Tick, Tick, Tick
The clock on the wall reminding all of times passage
Time runs out
Time runs ou
Time runs o
Time runs
Time run
Time ru
Time r
Time
Tim
Ti
T
Eventually
It always does
Happenings
Everything that happens, happens for a reason.
Everything that happens has a higher purpose in the grand scheme of things.
Everything that happens does so because it is inevitable.
Everything that happens usually happens because it is meant to.
I say that everything that happens can be used to your advantage and turned round to make life better.
Men
When the time comes to have some fun
They take you out to see the sun
They ply you with cheap wines and beers
They promise you'll be theirs for years
You think for once you are in luck
But all they want is one quick f**k
Problems
When you have a little problem
All you have to do
Is take a look around yourself
And see what is true
Problems come and then problems go
Never staying long
All you have to remember is
That you're never wrong
Autumn
I walk along the long lonely lane
Stooping occasionally to tie my shoe
Birds sing their songs in bushes blown by breeze
The last summer flowers die in the first cold harsh frost
Squirrels gather a few more nuts before their long, long sleep
Cows move into nice warm barns stacked with hay
Sheep grow thick winter coats only to lose them in the spring
I look around and see these things and cry
Autumn is not my favourite time of year
Yet I cannot explain as to why
Couples
Other people laugh and joke
Flirting, kissing, hugging
Talking to each other
Enjoying nights out with those they love
Then there's me, all alone
Friends are nothing when you're lonely and you want to be loved
Blame
Evil word
Spawn of Satan
Vicious malicious deed
Deliberate hate
Never wrong
Always others fault
Blame is...
Finished
Task done
Deep breath
Sit back and relax for five minutes peace
Tidy-up all leftover bits
Check the list to see what's next
Screeeeam!
You're not finished at all
You've only just begun
Tuesday
Tuesday
Bad Day
Not the week's start
Not the week's end
Not even the middle
Just Tuesday
Tuesday was made to be pissed off on
On Monday all talk about the weekend just gone
Wednesday is a nice quiet midweek day
On Thursday and Friday the weekends get planned
That leaves Tuesday
The Bad Day
I hate Tuesday's
The cold wind blows
The cold wind blows through the holes in my life
It blows where joy once made a home in my heart
It blows where happiness briefly rested while on its journey to others
It blows where love should be but is missing and presumed dead
It blows where sadness murdered laughter in the battlefield of my soul
It blows where bitterness and resentment ruthlessly destroyed all pleasure
It blows where anger, fear and hate made war on my affections and won
It's going to be a cold winter this year
Free Spirit
I am a free spirit.
I laugh
I talk
I joke
Remaining true is a concept
Betrayal is an opinion
Deserving anything or nothing is a fact of life
Mistakes get made
Hate
Hate
Harsh
Raw emotion
Inwardly destructive
Unsparingly ever present
Unstoppable
Uncontrollable
Slowly Building
Explodes from within the deepest reaches of the soul
Hell
Stress
Stress is a killer
Slowly, surely, waiting to strike
Waiting till tension has built to a peak
Then WHAM!
Stress hits
Stress is contagious and spreads like wildfire
Unpleasant feelings
Artificial low
Tension ever increasing
We all hate stress and it knows it
That's why it will never go away
Same Sh*t Different Day
I go to work
Copy this, type that
Monotonous
Repetitive
Always longing to enter autopilot mode
Never changing
Always the same
Same Sh*t, Different Day
Work
Why do we sweat and toil?
Doing jobs we hate
Getting up far too early
Not getting back home till late
We work to buy the food we eat
And to pay our tax
We work cos that's what we're supposed to do
Even if it strains our backs
The work gets harder as we get old
Until we get our pension
Then we're forgotten by our old employers
And nevermore get a mention
'Why do we work?', I hear you cry
'Why do we sweat and toil?'
It's because of those in power
Acting like they're royal!
Who are these people who sit around?
What do they do all day?
They are the Governments of the world
And we have to do what they say.
Meeting the Ex
Meeting.
Date.
Not for the first time but still apprehensive.
No idea what to wear.
Smart?
Casual?
Do I shave or do I not?
Questions, Questions.
All I want now are answers.
The Warm Lazy Days of Winter
Only February
Bright sun
Mediterranean climate
Shorts showing healthy muscled legs
Bare chests revealing rippling six packs
Spring has not yet begun
But the weather feels like summer already
I'll never complain about British weather again
Destroying the world
You trample over Earth
and take the life out from the soil.
Your jokes they cause no mirth.
Do your share of the toil.
Stop your fucking fighting.
Stop the war, the pain, the hate.
Your torture will be biting,
when we lead you to your fate.
You are a danger, and a threat,
to you and those around you.
Our simple rules, you just don't get,
the idea of peace confounds you.
This horrible depression,
isn't just a youthful phase.
It isn't an impression,
it's a job that never pays.
When were humans so divorced,
from the Earth that bred their kind
that they think of it as different
and they leave its ways behind?
Chemicals cause emotions,
but holy they remain.
For all of nature's motions
are divine, and not insane.
Why do you hate me so,
because I think differently from you?
Only the purest seeds I sow
and my intentions are all true.
I will ever love all
until they harm in vain.
The things you kill - eat them all,
unless they cause you pain.
I know not what to say
to convince you of my point.
My beliefs out here I lay,
I hope I didn't disappoint.
Think what I say is right or wrong,
it matters not to me.
But harm something that's done no wrong
and my hatred you will see.
Towel
Towel
White
Tied round the middle
Hanging
Steam Room
Sweat
Oozing from the pores
Cleansing
Towel
Placed
Covering embarrassment
Laying
Lips
Kissing
Sharing passions
Intimate
Towel
Soaked
Heavy with water
Moving
Hands
Rubbing
Squeezing the prize
Groping
Towel
Lifted
Displaying the groin
Dropped
Mouth
Opened
Sucking the Penis
Licking
Towel
Needed
Cleaning the ejaculate
Used
Wintertime
To southern skies the birds do fly
When they leave I start to cry
Wintertime always makes me sad
This year will be just as bad
I've no lover to make me smile
It's been like that for quite awhile
I never ask for all that much
A lover to see, hear and touch
There is nothing I wouldn't give,
For a man to help me live
It would mean a great deal you see
To find a man to love me
Pressure
Poison of time
Deadline set
People screaming for work they could do themselves
Time running out
Tick, Tick, Tick
The clock on the wall reminding all of times passage
Time runs out
Time runs ou
Time runs o
Time runs
Time run
Time ru
Time r
Time
Tim
Ti
T
Eventually
It always does
Happenings
Everything that happens, happens for a reason.
Everything that happens has a higher purpose in the grand scheme of things.
Everything that happens does so because it is inevitable.
Everything that happens usually happens because it is meant to.
I say that everything that happens can be used to your advantage and turned round to make life better.
Men
When the time comes to have some fun
They take you out to see the sun
They ply you with cheap wines and beers
They promise you'll be theirs for years
You think for once you are in luck
But all they want is one quick f**k
Problems
When you have a little problem
All you have to do
Is take a look around yourself
And see what is true
Problems come and then problems go
Never staying long
All you have to remember is
That you're never wrong
Autumn
I walk along the long lonely lane
Stooping occasionally to tie my shoe
Birds sing their songs in bushes blown by breeze
The last summer flowers die in the first cold harsh frost
Squirrels gather a few more nuts before their long, long sleep
Cows move into nice warm barns stacked with hay
Sheep grow thick winter coats only to lose them in the spring
I look around and see these things and cry
Autumn is not my favourite time of year
Yet I cannot explain as to why
Couples
Other people laugh and joke
Flirting, kissing, hugging
Talking to each other
Enjoying nights out with those they love
Then there's me, all alone
Friends are nothing when you're lonely and you want to be loved
Blame
Evil word
Spawn of Satan
Vicious malicious deed
Deliberate hate
Never wrong
Always others fault
Blame is...
Finished
Task done
Deep breath
Sit back and relax for five minutes peace
Tidy-up all leftover bits
Check the list to see what's next
Screeeeam!
You're not finished at all
You've only just begun
Tuesday
Tuesday
Bad Day
Not the week's start
Not the week's end
Not even the middle
Just Tuesday
Tuesday was made to be pissed off on
On Monday all talk about the weekend just gone
Wednesday is a nice quiet midweek day
On Thursday and Friday the weekends get planned
That leaves Tuesday
The Bad Day
I hate Tuesday's
The cold wind blows
The cold wind blows through the holes in my life
It blows where joy once made a home in my heart
It blows where happiness briefly rested while on its journey to others
It blows where love should be but is missing and presumed dead
It blows where sadness murdered laughter in the battlefield of my soul
It blows where bitterness and resentment ruthlessly destroyed all pleasure
It blows where anger, fear and hate made war on my affections and won
It's going to be a cold winter this year
Free Spirit
I am a free spirit.
I laugh
I talk
I joke
Remaining true is a concept
Betrayal is an opinion
Deserving anything or nothing is a fact of life
Mistakes get made
Hate
Hate
Harsh
Raw emotion
Inwardly destructive
Unsparingly ever present
Unstoppable
Uncontrollable
Slowly Building
Explodes from within the deepest reaches of the soul
Hell
Stress
Stress is a killer
Slowly, surely, waiting to strike
Waiting till tension has built to a peak
Then WHAM!
Stress hits
Stress is contagious and spreads like wildfire
Unpleasant feelings
Artificial low
Tension ever increasing
We all hate stress and it knows it
That's why it will never go away
Same Sh*t Different Day
I go to work
Copy this, type that
Monotonous
Repetitive
Always longing to enter autopilot mode
Never changing
Always the same
Same Sh*t, Different Day
Work
Why do we sweat and toil?
Doing jobs we hate
Getting up far too early
Not getting back home till late
We work to buy the food we eat
And to pay our tax
We work cos that's what we're supposed to do
Even if it strains our backs
The work gets harder as we get old
Until we get our pension
Then we're forgotten by our old employers
And nevermore get a mention
'Why do we work?', I hear you cry
'Why do we sweat and toil?'
It's because of those in power
Acting like they're royal!
Who are these people who sit around?
What do they do all day?
They are the Governments of the world
And we have to do what they say.
Meeting the Ex
Meeting.
Date.
Not for the first time but still apprehensive.
No idea what to wear.
Smart?
Casual?
Do I shave or do I not?
Questions, Questions.
All I want now are answers.
The Warm Lazy Days of Winter
Only February
Bright sun
Mediterranean climate
Shorts showing healthy muscled legs
Bare chests revealing rippling six packs
Spring has not yet begun
But the weather feels like summer already
I'll never complain about British weather again
Destroying the world
You trample over Earth
and take the life out from the soil.
Your jokes they cause no mirth.
Do your share of the toil.
Stop your fucking fighting.
Stop the war, the pain, the hate.
Your torture will be biting,
when we lead you to your fate.
You are a danger, and a threat,
to you and those around you.
Our simple rules, you just don't get,
the idea of peace confounds you.
This horrible depression,
isn't just a youthful phase.
It isn't an impression,
it's a job that never pays.
When were humans so divorced,
from the Earth that bred their kind
that they think of it as different
and they leave its ways behind?
Chemicals cause emotions,
but holy they remain.
For all of nature's motions
are divine, and not insane.
Why do you hate me so,
because I think differently from you?
Only the purest seeds I sow
and my intentions are all true.
I will ever love all
until they harm in vain.
The things you kill - eat them all,
unless they cause you pain.
I know not what to say
to convince you of my point.
My beliefs out here I lay,
I hope I didn't disappoint.
Think what I say is right or wrong,
it matters not to me.
But harm something that's done no wrong
and my hatred you will see.
Towel
Towel
White
Tied round the middle
Hanging
Steam Room
Sweat
Oozing from the pores
Cleansing
Towel
Placed
Covering embarrassment
Laying
Lips
Kissing
Sharing passions
Intimate
Towel
Soaked
Heavy with water
Moving
Hands
Rubbing
Squeezing the prize
Groping
Towel
Lifted
Displaying the groin
Dropped
Mouth
Opened
Sucking the Penis
Licking
Towel
Needed
Cleaning the ejaculate
Used