The pretentious prattlings of a piss poor poet
From 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
Leave a CommentIn the cool evening air, I think of you. In the still light of day, I think of you. In my times of trial, I think of you. In the blackest night, I think of you. And when my time of freedom comes, I will love you. As I need you now.
15/05/1990
Leave a CommentI 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 CommentAnd why do I love you? No answer can I find, No reason do I have for loving you, But I do.
15/05/1990
Leave a CommentWe live in a world of narrow minds, Of bigotry, of hypocrisy and of injustice. We close our ears to others righteous cries For justice, for decency and for freedom. Because it doesn't suit us, It doesn't fit in with our plans. And yet when we ourselves are wronged Is it not we who scream the loudest, Rage the most about the wrongness of it all? And then we stand momentarily for what is right, Like a wave stands upon the shore, Transitory, for one fleeting moment. Then we add our loud, indignant voice To that of the roaring multitude. Then we do what is right, as it suits us, When it is in our interests And then it is gone, eluding even a memory And we return to our comfortable prejudices, To our lies and our unreasoning beliefs Whilst outside the people suffer still.
13/01/1990
Leave a CommentAnd in this time of loneliness, My thoughts they rest on you, And then my wandering mind returns To everything you say and everything you do. How lost I am without you, How joyless am I here on my own. And yet I must of needs go on, As I carry this burden alone. And when I lay me down to rest And close these weary eyes. It is you I see in the darkness, For you are where my heart lies. And as I go through this time alone, I know that you have not left me. For you are safely locked in my heart, And you have set me free
18/09/2000
1 CommentI held a knife Blade shining slick, Siren singing to my sinful soul Nordic ground, Belly round, Tang full, Edge sharp Like yearning As biting as pain Steel spine Cold against my skin Raising hairs On my naked arm Handle of southern Tamboti wood Red lined Colour of dried blood, satin smooth Fragrant spice perfume Rich to my nostrils, Warm, sensuous, sinuous, Like an old lover Lightly lying in my hand Oh how I long To release your gift And with that favour Release my own
11/02/2017
Leave a CommentTomorrow brings another day Alone, world weary, without hope. My cares lie heavy, My thoughts in turmoil, torment me. Another day without you I suffer. My sorrow fills my aching heart. My cup of loneliness overflows. I call out your name, Silence answers me, It's repression surrounds me, Darkness enfolds me, In the distance a light I see, Could it be my salvation?
15/05/1990
Leave a CommentI am just a simple man, A man who doesn't always say the right thing, Who doesn't always know the right thing to do. A man who cannot always express himself Like a gifted speaker Who sometimes stops And starts when saying something. Whose words sometimes like torrents flow forth. A man whose emotions sometimes overwhelm him And then like a fool degrades himself Before those for whom he cares And forever he then carries a burden of guilt Of some imagined wrong. I am just a stupid man, Who doesn't always see that someone cares. Who feels a numbness for the outside world, And an emptiness within. Who doesn't believe that love exists, For him, only others. Never for methat simple happiness Of love requited. I am just a wanting man, Crying out for someone to care. A lonely voice it seems to me, For no-one answers. Am I alone? And you, will you heed my call? Please.
15/05/1990
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