when I was 6.
Miss.Sugarman. My teacher. Used to take us for one session a week.
For nearly forty years I'd wondered about 'Sir Brian. Sir Brian. As bold as a lion'.
Every so often I'd do a trawl of the poetry sites on the net trying to find it.
Then. One day. I was in the...
A false love you brought from the start
Should've known we would have to depart
Midnight words, you read to me
Whispering rhymes, of my eyes as blue as the sea
Only to resent my humble plea
Three words forgotten, now haunt the air
Leaveing me in a mute...
Yearning for Heaven's song
I've been here for far too long
Trapped in a sad perplexity of
Influence has brought me
Loneliness well over it's
My silence has made me
Mute to the music of humanity
I'm now the base line of...
What's wrong with me?
Nothing is quite how it used to be...
I'm on the verge of crying
Consumed with the thought
Losing faith tonight
The world's escaped my sight
All these colors seem so dull
And I'm feeling rather old...
after a harsh breakup. you know the saying, "you only write when you're in love or lonely." ? well, i was basically both. i had finally had the courage to start putting them onto a website, with the girl i was dating at the time. she was almost like a muse, really. im slightly...