Saturday, 21 June 2014

Poem for Michelle

For my friend Michelle

Somewhere close my special friend
knows that I love her ‘till the end.
When we hug and when we greet,
she always makes me feel complete.

She makes my worries drift away,
as we have fun during the day.
Such a warm and caring heart,
why must we often be apart?

I pray that we can meet up soon,
whether dusk or dawn or noon,
come scorching sun or freezing snow,
maybe near a fires golden glow.

Wish I could make a day for you,
one that’s clean and bright and new.
I’d make a night time full of stars,
Far from roads or lights or cars.

As flowers show their brightest hue
we would be there, just us two.
On a hill we’d take a rest.
Your weary head upon my chest.

Hungry


Lonely and hungry, oh so weary,
worn and ragged, night time dreary.
Tears drip down from tired eyes,
soul too broken now to rise.


Tried to stay here, tried to love,
seems there’s none, just God above.
Drive a knife through soul and chest,
send me to famed eternal rest.


Try to rouse me, shake me so,
I will not wake, I’ve gone you know.
None to mourn the space I took,
not one would cast a second look.

Bones upon the ground that rot,
dust and mold that they begot.
Sun and rain will soon decay,
all trace now gone this nameless day.

Thursday, 19 June 2014

Beautiful

You’re beautiful, you’re lovely,
let’s walk hand in hand.
You’re beautiful, you’re lovely,
Upon the warm sand.

You’re wonderful, you’re sexy,
let’s kiss and entwine,
You’re wonderful, you’re sexy,

you’ll see how we shine.

Hungry

Lonely and hungry, tired and weary,
worn and ragged, night time dreary.
Tears drip down from sullen eyes,
guess that should be no surprise.

Tried to stay here, tried to love,
seems there's no one, just God above.
Drive a knife through soul and chest,
send me to famed eternal rest.

Try to rouse me, shake me so,
I will not wake, I've gone you know.
None to mourn the space I took,
not one would cast a second look.

Why would none cry upon my grave?
A lonely soul that none could save.
No fancy words,no voice of shame,
just a stone and just a name.