The pretentious prattlings of a piss poor poet
I scream as the darkness unhinges me Petrifies me Stupefies me To the love and the beauty I lack I cry as the blackness creates me Defines me Entwines me Trapped in its inviting thorny crown I shout as the nothing deceives me Captures me Enraptures me From the truth I should live I shriek as the empty attacks me Invades me Pervades me Sedating my heart and my soul I sing as the void comforts me Accepting me Protecting me From the evil my world has become
27/09/2023
Leave a CommentFrom nothing I came And to nothing will I return Between these an eternal agony of existing Bearing me onward Towards oblivion A nobody I was A nobody I will be Lost in this wilderness of being Reminding me always Of my failure Born nowhere I will die nowhere Alone along many paths have I stumbled Unguided, unknown Unwanted
16/03/2021
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I am a traitor to my race.
I have betrayed their trust.
Because they are a people of hate
And I a person of love.
They wanted me to hate
Hate my fellow man.
And yet I love you
And thus conspired against mankind.
When will they find me
And expose me for what I am?
But yet I cannot hate you
No matter what they do.
And are you also a betrayer
Or are you just like them?
Oh, I'll give my love to you
But will you do the same thing too?
13/01/1990
Leave a CommentSo many dreams have died In my heart And now another Of you How much more heartache must I take Before I die? What new pains Must I learn Before the darkness? Let me retire from this life's race Defeated and forgotten Torment me not with stark remembrances Of what could not be Persecute not this weary soul With hateful voices
03/08/1992
Leave a CommentRain Pain Strain Name What's my name? Help me And then you Care Why?
14/12/1983
Leave a CommentColours run through my mind Lights, shapes, memories Are all I have now Of a once complete consciousness Stability no longer exists Since she came At once my mind became restless Until it became divided My soul stretched out to her My shyness fought against nature My actions were no longer mine My thoughts were confused I knew it would happen For me loneliness evermore But my mind cannot endure it Please, please help...
30/04/1978
Leave a CommentA million more breaths to breathe, my friend, Before you die. A weary life you lead In a shattered, scattered shell. The yearning ceased long ago. Now only an empty, dull ache And darkness Always darkness.
13/01/1990
Leave a CommentWhat did they feel I wonder? As they were swept away on that hideous wave. That same wave that so terribly burnt the names Hiroshima and Nagasaki Into our dull consciousness. Were they afraid, did they feel terror In those few seconds? Did they think on their loved ones, Did they know they were going to die, Or were they just living their ordinary lives? Were the children playing in the streets? Were the mothers shopping, washing, talking? Were the fathers working as they had always done? Did they have brothers I wonder Fighting at the front? So many died in that instant, in that twinkling of an eye, All on the orders of a solitary man so far away. And so many of the undead Suffered so terribly. Was it worth it? And now so many years later What lessons have we learnt? Could it ever happen again? Will so many people die so needlessly Or can we learn to live in peace?
13/01/1990
Leave a CommentThe candle in the corner splutters and dies Fading slowly to dimness Casting strange dancing shadows on the walls Until it is engulfed by growing darkness And only a glowing ember is left Where its life used to be And then that too disappears Just the smoke remains Forlornly forcing its way heavenward And then it too is gone And all is left in cold blackness. Who had warmed their frozen hands Around this self-same flame? How many children had played late at night In its warm and friendly light? How much was done Whilst this candle gave of itself Unselfishly, unceasingly Using what it had only for others Until all was consumed And it left us alone with the dark The cold and lonely dark
04/08/1992
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An ending we have in darkness
And a beginning.
'Twixt these
An emptiness of pain.
02/05/1992
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