Returned poem

Returned to once where you knew. Returned in a coffin. Returned into the Earth, returned to the place of your birth, returned to where we now mourn you, yes, upon this day under the sunshine, and the clouds, and under the trees where your gravestone lies, such a dismal day as always, and with such…

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Ragged poem

Ragged as the night. Ragged but with a mind, a mind so rugged and inclined to take the knife, inclined to take the knife, to slash whoever so does get in your way, so, come forth whoever shall step up to your face, come forth, come forth those who would challenge you, for that is…

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Over the horizon poem

My friend, over the horizon to you I will travel, for there is no place upon the Earth, where the complexities of life, do so easily unravel, and in your company, how much clearer the world is to me, and how much clearer I see the future, and what I want the future to be,…

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Never going home poem

I am never going home, I am never going home, never going to roam, never going to roam where my heart used to call home, and rarely will I think of it again, for it is a blank to me mostly, after the death of so many friends, and I am never going home, never…

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Multiple poem

Multiple lives, multiple times. Multiple things that float through your mind, because the world is a stage and you try to play yourself, and you are as a human being, trying to accommodate people, and placate people so many times, and when all you want to be is you, and when all you want to…

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Moving beyond poem

Moving beyond your love, moving beyond its memories. Moving beyond the heartache and the pain, is never as easy as it could be, because moving beyond it takes time, yes, it takes time, and how much time it takes to erase the pain, and it will always be anathema to me, because love is so…

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Letterbox poem

She puts a leaflet through the letterbox, and she cares not what it is, and she vapes, she vapes in the sunshine where she lives, and she pushes the propaganda which she is given, and it is a wonder, how many people make their living from it, peddling things that they do not believe in,…

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Kill it quick poem

Kill it quick, this love, this love that is bursting out of control. Kill it quick and take a hold of your soul, and take a hold of your heart, before it is shattered into pieces, and you are left in the dark, because romance is a deadly art, and when Eros fires its arrows,…

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I was hungry poem

I was hungry, so, I ate, I was thirsty, and I was satisfied, unlike those in Africa, those with bulging bellies, and bulging eyes, and those with a hunger and a thirst, that they cannot placate. I was hungry, so I ate. I was thirsty, and my thirst was quenched, and I was satisfied, but…

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I sit with poem

I sit with you, and you smoke a cigarette, and you stare into space, and you sit there with that demure look upon your face. You sit there with your hair a little wet, but there is something wrong today, and I cannot quite figure out what it is, and you smile at me and…

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