I have been waiting all day...to be alone with you.
Alone with your night shades and dark secrets.
Alone with under the cover of a forgotten darkness.
Alone with a symphony of...
Me, myself and you.
I don’t care
I don’t care about
I don’t care about you
I don’t care about you and him
I don’t care about you
I don’t care about...
Before & After
I am the loneliest in the morning…
Before the sun has warmed my fears.
Before I spend the day looking for you.
Before I try and remember what you said.
A reluctant witness, to a rare desert fog.
Watched a watery sun have his way with her.
She seemed submissive.
Leaving only tears on a bystanding...
Till death do us part
If God wants me dead by tomorrow
I want to shove my heart
In your mouth
Momentarily full of love
I watch my love kills
We all watched as they dragged her away.
Sat stunned with fingers through the cage…as they dragged her away.
Raced tears down by-standing faces…as they...
Moving stuff from my suspended acct. :-/
I woke to a jealous sunrise.
A sunrise that couldn't beg my attention.
She screamed reds and cried yellows.
Giving up, she sat and...
It won't be magic.
He still cries about the one who left.
You throw shots back with him like the one who left you taught.
Sometimes you catch him looking at you through heartbreak...
The next time you see me
Try to crack me open
There will be just bones
As dry as dead leaves
Waiting to be burnt to dust
By the touch of your hand...
what passes as poetry?
words that an amateur writer forces into stanzas.
words that a confused teenager scribbles into their lit textbook.
words that a social worker whispers...
What do you think about when you can't sleep. It seems like you want to think of everything all at once. Your plans, your goals, your past, your debt, what will you have for lunch...
I will always love you,
You can push me away,
but I'll always come back.
you can deny your desire and say it can't be,
but I won't let the walls come between you...
this poetry called ,, <<<< MY SECRET LOVE >>..... THIS IS 4 YOU ....... you know who you are ..!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ...............i sat down beside you...
I got my song and I'm writing my poetry
Using 2 songs
Badman torro torro mix
Love me again -John Newman
Life's great rn
FOOD FOR THOUGHT
(c) Edward York
I sometimes write down words,
Just to make you think.
I create a feast meant for your mind,
And invite you for a drink.
The words I write aren...
Screaming like a Banshee
Crying like there's no end.
I stop talking to friends
Friends stop talking to me.
Days turn into weeks,
Seal the euphoric polar opposite, it lies to me, it is only a defense tower against my authenticity. I am instead a horrid, violent being with much stigma to my past. At last after...
(c) Edward York
The little ship was barely moving,
Against waves that splashed so strong.
In an attempt to reach for safety,
It had battled way too long.
All of my pieces
Catching the light
Surrendering to the need to fall
Lining my silver
On gentle, lamp lit streets
In a glorious, quiet moment of...
More than an angry mess
This feeling I must confess
Or lack thereof
More is less
Less is more
I want you at my door
Or to wake up on your floor
Or to hold your...
(Written as a song really)
Sentences float across the page
No meaning to be found
Like thoughts they drift so aimlessly
Cross the sheet on which they are bound
Hey, I'm still kind of a novice poet. Let me know what you think of this piece
Get Up Again
Hug me and tell me everything is going to be ok
Kidnap me from work and take me far...
I sit by a lake's shore
well after midnight
the full moon is beginning to set
the shadows swirl around me
holding me hostage
there is no light
all there is is darkness.
Everybody I encounter seems to go for mind numbing serious poetry which relies on the principle that the listener has to feel the same way in order to experience the same emotions...
I have three videoclips of me reading some of my poetry on my youtube channel, please have a look :)
A cigarette scented kiss.
The Burn reminds me
Life is dark,..
(One of many ways the
Jolly Monster made his
Pain ...A Cigarette Scented
Up and down, round and round
Life keeps dealing blows
No time to recover in between
Or time to climb up from the lows
But still I will power through
Fighting all the way to the...