From nothing I cameAnd to nothing will I returnBetween these an eternal agony of existingBearing me onwardTowards oblivion A nobody I wasA nobody I will…
The pretentious prattlings of a piss poor poet
Tag: Memory
When I am here no longer Grieve not for I am nothing But if a memory of me comes unbidden Haste you to that great…
The corrugated roof cracks and moans In the still midday heat No breeze breaks this spell Of shimmering mirage On the rock strewn ridges The…
The coffee cup grows cold slowly in my hand Whilst I, distracted, think on you. Then the world surrounding me Stops And I lose myself…
Suburban walls, suburban gardens, Suburban bricks Confront me A decade on So much has changed Behind my suburban exterior Am I as unrecognisable As the…
What memories will die with me When I am gone? What thoughts, what words, What voices Will silent fall And never again heard will be…
So many years have I The littling voices heard And listened whilst They lying spoke And mouthed deriding words Malignant in my mind Of how…
Silent stone word carved By church and heath Says so little Of the soul that lies Under turf And sky What spark was lit From…
And last night As you lay On my sofa Curled up Fetal-like Innocent Like a baby I wanted To tell you How I feel But…
I sit here in my room and look out across the street There is a light on in someone’s room Whose I’ll never know, someone…