A poem: Quarry

Sorry I didn't upload anything over the weekend, was in Paris! :)

This is 'Quarry', it's about a boy and girl who were friends from school, enjoy!

Quarry

I met you in high school,

We kissed between lessons,

Detention spent holding hands,

Recess we fooled around,

I’ll never tell anyone what happened in that closet.

We visited the quarry at night,

I got grounded but I loved it,

Surrounded by rubble and rock,

Everything tumbling around our souls,

No holes for us to fall down.

When I got my first job,

You’d visit in my lunch hour,

Our time spent walking dead streets,

Always giving me a hand,

In the right and wrong way.

You spent hours aimlessly wondering,

Pondering the future for you and I,

My baby, a fuss created by your heart,

No false start, just a stutter,

Spelling the end in your head.

The drugs you did killed you,

I was meant to be your anti-depressant,

I let you down I’m sorry,

Just meet me in the quarry tonight,

For one last kiss.

A poem: Cactus

Just wrote this tonight :)

Cactus:
Feeling lonely in a land of millions,

This isn’t how I was meant to be,

Standing alone like a cactus in the desert,

Pushing people away with my prickles,

A spiky unwanted repellent,

Until nobody attempts to penetrate my outside,

To reach the heart of gold within,

The ticking of a clock becoming slower,

Days go by at a snail’s pace,

Causing my shell to crack,

Leaving me without somewhere to shelter from the world,

And nowhere to share with someone,

I wouldn’t say I try too hard,

Compliments and caring come naturally,

As polite personality falters and fails,

The longing tearing my insides apart,

Soul run over by a bulldozer,

Feeling ever so deflated,

With nothing left to lose,

It manages to release one last question,

If a girl professes to love someone,

How often is it the case that the man is a sleaze,

Leaving her on her knees,

While I wait in the shadows for someone to take a chance.

A poem/lyrics: The Letter

Thought I'd try something which has a defined sort of chorus! Just to see how it works :) enjoy!

The Letter:

The letter in the post,

Which made me see a ghost,

Still haunts me to this day.

The ink on the page,

Filling me with a rage,

Only tempered by my tears.

Those from my crushed eyes,

Came as no surprise,

When you stabbed me with a pen.

Tuesday’s come and Tuesday’s go,

But this one is the saddest I’ll know.

The signs were there,

I just thought you’d care,

Shows how much I knew you.

Handwritten method to kill a heart,

And to think we’d never be apart,

Such a sweet suffering.

Tuesday’s come and Tuesday’s go,

But this one is the saddest I’ll know.

My veins are bleeding,

Shows you’re succeeding.

Caused by your nib.

You showed the pen,

Is stronger than the sword,

As swords just pierce skin,

While a pen infiltrates,

Tightening your body,

Seeping through arteries,

Until you collapse,

Suffocating the heart.

Tuesday’s come and Tuesday’s go,

But this one is the saddest I’ll know.

Tuesday’s come and Tuesday’s go,

But this one is the saddest I’ll know.

That letter in the post,

Which made me see a ghost,

Still haunts me to this day,

Never going away.

Please go away.

A poem: Jerry

Thought I'd return to an all-seeing narrator for this one, tells the story of a guy working in the city, enjoy :)

Jerry:

Jerry worked in the opaque city,

Skyscrapers grey,

Surrounding his every move,

Like a pack of wolves.

A lacklustre lonely office,

Gormless faces and second-hand suits,

Trudging between desks,

Waiting for day’s desertion.

Client’s screams searing,

Down a phone line of disappointment,

Letting each down,

Sympathy a useless commodity.

Trundling train rammed,

The cattle riding it home,

Claustrophobia standing still,

Until safety’s station.

His soporific flat,

Forecasts relaxation,

Which sadly never arrives,

As shrieks fill his vacant ears.

He’s not doing enough,

Her lavish lifestyle infiltrated,

Insufficient funds for faking love,

Tearing their torrid affair apart.

She packed her bags and ran,

To the next target,

Squeezing his life away,

Like the juice from a lemon.

Sour, bitter and stricken,

Jerry looked upon a noose,

Easier than his broken being,

Curing his headache eternally.

A poem: Beauty's Inner Beast

An upload a day keeps the boredom away! :)

Beauty's Inner Beast:

The leaves twirling across your path,

Your dress pretty as the day,

Hair shining in the sunlight,

Its rays surrounding you.

And as your eyes sparkled,

I’m sure mine widened,

Beauty walking toward me,

The beast inside me dying.

And with the death of that beast,

Came my perfect world,

Yes we were far apart,

But I felt closer to you than most.

Months passed and we felt strong,

I could climb mountains,

We would walk for miles,

Hand in hand and free.

We’d been through the hard times,

The ones that made us ache,

The ones which hurt my head,

The ones which hurt our hearts.

It felt like the sun was still rising,

That the best was yet to come,

I moved closer to you,

We danced under the stars.

A picturesque silhouette,

Our bodies entwined in moonlight,

Romance at its height,

As well as my life.

When things fell apart,

I got ripped to shreds,

I’m broken to this day,

But I’m sure you’re still beautiful.