New Poetry

Empty Cup
An empty cup on a dirty table
shallow dreams whispered into
a broken shell
names written on walls
in hopes of being remembered
another clown with a sad story to tell.

Paint on the tears
to hide the real ones
so he said
paint on a smile
to make it real
then she said...

Hide behind the makeup
keep them guessing
make believe
be an every man
be a camelion
so they can't concieve...

Where you came from
show them nothing
show them your all
it's a performance
a game for a loner
they love you til you fall...

So smash the empty cup
rip the story from the pages
of your book
wipe off the table
white wash names and faces
start again without another look.

 

Set to Self Destruct
I fall from grace
from my lofty place
it ain't were I want to be
I dive into obscenity
that's the place for me
a place to squirm to feel the dirt all over me
where I belonged
for far too long I longed
pretending it wasn't a part of me
that debasing debauchery
devilish temptations whispered to me
sickly sweet repressed instinctual fantasy
bought and paid for to set me free
of all thats right of all I've strived to be
to I tear it down what was before
raze to the ground is what I want more
destroy the good to accept the bad
the rotten apple tastes sweet when its all you have
so must throw away the fresh and pure
pretend the sweet decay is really a cure
as it should be a glossy fun filled fantasy
so I avoid to see the real joy I have in front of me.

 

All that Glitters
Although treasures tarnish when thrown away
veneer rubs off and can't be polished up another day
true hearts break they don't really bend
real love betrayed won't easily mend
trust broken is left forever with somewhere dark
soon ready for the next betrayal hurtful remark
but then you should know all that glitters is not gold
many are just shiny metals easily bought and sold
looking good and so real yet all fake
out for every penny they can take
shiny thin veneer hollow with a comely shape
in bars and clubs so much fun they ape
easy pleasure offered, backstreet porn
neon light shines on another lycra form
with shiny hair and painted on smile
she'll pretend she loves you for a while
and real loves joys treasures hard won
are all forgotten as not so much fun
not so glossy nor easy and emotionally cheap
gold for gold in return suddenly seems steep
veneer gives sweet word after empty word
love gives honest treasure and has really heard
while gold lasts forever and is an honour to keep
veneer hollow yet shiny bends and is soon in the trash heap
so remember loves buyer you must be aware
all that glitters is not gold, so you must take care
for treasures thrown away aren't easily replaced
while veneer is shiny and pretty its motives can be traced
whatever you get will always be fake,will never be real
while veneer degrades badly gold remains the real deal.

 

Temptation
Knowing I shouldn't
thinking I couldn't
is this me
or isn't it
am I who I see
am I different
because I'm soaring
on a carpet of cloud
looks solid but I'd only fall
to the ground.

Reacting not thinking
staring not blinking
do I stop it
or go with the flow
am I clutching at straws
fearing yesterday's tomorrow
because Im dreaming
with my head in a cloud
looks almost plausible but its
only fantasy bound.

I'm wishing I could
I'm hoping I would
does it create
or will it destroy
am I honouring freedom
am I playing like a toy
because Im falling
like a raindrop from a cloud
looking for inner silence but really
screaming out loud.

Imagination not practical
fantasy maniacal
its not real
or is it so
will it change my life
will it make it hollow
because I'm hiding
within a blanket of cloud
feels like protection but my faith
it's too proud.

 

Each Soul Needs
To be wanted how glorious
to be needed better still
to be irreplaceable and special
for that many would gladly kill
to be desired temporarily can be easy
to be respected can be a difficult call
to be accepted for who you are
is the holy grail for us all
but all of us share a need
to know someone in this world cares
the empty hole that this fills
each lonely human being shares
to be wanted desired and needed
can be oh such a thrill
but to be accepted respected and irreplaceable
heals the soul and the empty hole will fill.

 

Questions
Living the half life
forever in between
don't know where you are going
not sure where you have been
life in a fog, a mist, a daze
standing on the precipice
into enlightenment or craze.

Wanting a full life
beyond what is seen
always asking the eternal question
what does it all mean
searching for fullfillment and praise
staring into the middle distance
waiting for life to amaze.

 

Past =Today?
The now beyond yesterday
chance gives and takes strife
man looses all reason
one helps make a child
one kills a wife
in yet another life.

Intimate connections
passions overflow
the good the bad the ugly
life beyond the boundaries
decided now or long ago
setting sights on heaven or far below.

Do the fates dictate it
is the choice your own
predetermined decisions
when into the future
a seed is sown
by the breeze or predetermined blown.

Nature, nuture, heart or head
who will win the day
self made or curse of ancestors
but choice it makes our sins
we can't just blame away
for we know we always have a say .

 

Love
Take a lock of my hair
and keep it
when I find your heart
I will greet it
with mine
soft loving and fine.

Smother kisses on my lips
full of passion
while the little death of desire
is the fashion
with need
mortal love can succeed.

Put coins on my eyes
for cheron
when you love me true
I will carry on
without fear
unafraid of the reaper dear.

Stroke that lock of my hair
after tomorrow
true love is blinded to age
no more sorrow
past our prime
love transends passage of time.

Can't Say
Lost for words
when you're asking why
can't explain, can't try
silence is my companion
no speech to say
no voice to come out and play
pain has eaten each sound
I'll tell you never
not now, not ever
swallowing every syllable
can't answer, can't try
but you keep asking why.

Forgetting
A beating hearts unspoken name
holds on to what can't be possessed
then love becomes a foolish game
the faithless lose all faith thats left
insanity kindles cheap passions fire
and the faithless forgets forever
their souls true desire.

The End?
What to say
how do I say it
freudian slip
verbal fidget
telling silence
angry tone
screaming, hitting
ignore the telephone
smash the pictures
bar the doors
the faults not mine
it's only yours
deepening doubt
unspoken regret
promises of forever
wanting to forget
the bended knee
eyes full of pain
tears of blame
nothing to gain
what to say
where to go
desperately hating
yet wanting to know
comforting hug
turns to desperate need
hating yourself
not wanting to plead
leave me alone
let me be
just leave this place
just set me free
is it only a game
or is it real love
is it hell on earth
or from heaven above
what do I feel
how should I feel it
dying each day
this way I don't need it.

 

Just Being
Simple joys
simple pleasure
blue skies, temperate weather
sparkling ocean
sail boat passing by
easy time, a mothers sigh
children playing
laughing out loud
imagining shapes in a passing cloud
joy in a moment
a world at peace
just being, a souls quiet release.

 

Need
Take me and hold me
make the pain go
hold me and keep me
kiss me nice and slow
tell me you love me
over and over again
touch, feel and stroke me
till I believe in men.

This Moment
Live in the moment
embrace the now
forget all the pain
the what, when and how
so you forgot that you loved me
you forgot how I cared
betrayed every trust
cheapened the life that we shared
bad times were a plenty
as you pushed me away
but I'll believe you don't lie now
at least not today
cause I live in the moment
I try my best to forgive
take and give love just today
ignore promises of as long as you live
I'll forget past deceptions
cause what can I say
a love sick fool
always believes in a better day.

 

Loves requiem
Is this my loves requiem
will it all end
despite all the tribulations
will my heart never mend
though I forgive you can I trust you again
can I again call you my friend
or is this my loves requiem?

Is this my loves requiem
or can I leave it in the past
despite all the deception
the deed done, our future cast
is it gone forever or was the betrayal too much
can this love grow and last
or is this my loves requiem?

Tearing Down the House
Tearing down the house
setting fire to these walls
smashing glass
breaking mirrors
spraying obscenties in the halls.

Pissing on family photographs
ripping out beating hearts
smashing trust
breaking promises
slapping away honestly given fresh starts.

Tearing the house down
poking holes in the roof
trashing love
cheapening memories
of cruel and naked hatred there's no other proof.

 

When you hold me
I cry when you hold me
the tears well up inside
intense sweet emotion
waves drown my pride
expectation doesn't matter
as I am held in your caress
what about me, my ego shatters
as my heart you undress
I love you though I shouldn't
so desperate to believe
so frightened and fearful
that this feeling will decieve
will I be left shattered
never to again be whole
but for now all that matters
is that I love you heart and soul
later I will remember betrayal
and later I may regret
but for now I will let you hold me
tell me you love me and I'll forget.

 

Fleeting Connection
Joy in the simple things
in each sweet connection
understanding shared in a glance
of mutual recollection.

Shared thought and amusement
a link to follow through
a spark arks from stranger me
to stranger you.

A feeling but on seperate paths
the commradery is gone
we go on our seperate ways
again just one.