| This has to be (in my opinion) on of the bets poems i have ever written... |


Midnights SighMidnight's SighMidnights Sigh
Trees all skeletal looming near They creak and sing like an ungreased gear.
Ivy's consumed the shed It's a prisoner, not quite dead.
The cars are beaded with fresh rain; The sky is swollen, the colour of grain.
And I'm down where the willows bow In midnight's sigh with only my cigarettes glow.


Ive Seen it AllI've Seen it AllIve Seen it All
I love the way the moon Shines through an open window Bleeding on the glass, Spilling light on my bed Casting shadows on my wall And there was me thinking I've seen it all


That Bitter LieThat Bitter LieThat Bitter Lie
Pigeons are like people So underestimated, So over tested, So used and disused Flying like newsprint in the wind, which tells those lies that swarm like flies Forcing ads down my throat Making me choke. At least the pigeons, Those 'rats with wings' Can fly away when life is dry, But we must linger here Crying in our beer Living in fear. So tell me that people are perfect Tell me that bitter lie Tell me so I can at last fly away Fly away like those charcoal town birds Whose song is yet to be heard.


Street CancerStreet CancerStreet Cancer
Driving down these streets, liquor laced, wet with rain the wind howls like a baby in pain. The buildings look like ships on this concrete sea
sailing nowhere, just sailing in the breeze. Everything's made of stone, no trees,
nothing natural 'bout a town without a heart. Black bags hide clothes and books of forgotten tales 'cause no one cares for a good read no more; all these forgotten woes and all those seeds they've sowed
how they all groan, how they all groan.
Where once this place was haven, all lights and night life,
all m


James Kelly -Redemption-He grew up alone, or too closed in. He destroyed his already ruined family. Abandoned the only ones who cared; convinced himself they didn't. Hurt all who got in his way. Pushed aside the comfort some offered; MADE them give all he wanted, all they WOULDN'T offer. Left them broken, beaten, and bleeding. Build a wall and hid his emotions. All because he couldn't deal and couldn't accept the love he craved so deeply. His heart broken, his mind shattered. No clues remain of what he could have been; only whispers of what he is. Now he's stuck again; chained down and shackled to a life he never wanted. He makes excuses to the children he didn't knJames Kelly -Redemption-


Why Can't I?Of all the people in the world, that I could have run into, why does it seem like it's always you who I happen to bump into?Why Can't I?
It's not bad enough you kissed and told, then dumped me for a friend, you insist on following me around, not allowing my heart to mend.
I just want to scream, to shout or cry, when I hear you spouting pleasantries, I really just want to die.
You insist on rubbing in my face, that you have moved on, that I wasn't good enough you've got another girl to con.
If you've moved on, and it was all a
| This has to be (in my opinion) on of the bets poems i have ever written... |
| I'm reinventing my self, becoming who i seem that stranger inside my head, the one i want to project ad as i sit here slick with sweat hearing the traffic roaring by, i see that man inside myself and i ask him why he hides, he replies, his voice faint, a whisper in a breeze he tells me 'the world's not ready, not ready for me, not ready for you.' I'm reinventing myself soon, very soon... |
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It's time for Mr and Mrs Spank to take a short sharp trip to botty land
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If not ah well, ustthough coz the head gear and the metal spine parts.
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"Search the shadows. All you'll find is a deeper darkness than before and within it a deeper yearning within yourself...
...my dear - have you ever heard the phrase 'curiosity killed the cat?' "
thanks
xxx
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'A burnt child loves fire' - Oscar Wilde
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"Search the shadows. All you'll find is a deeper darkness than before and within it a deeper yearning within yourself...
...my dear - have you ever heard the phrase 'curiosity killed the cat?' "
xxx
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'A burnt child loves fire' - Oscar Wilde
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If I'm to fall
Would you be there to applaud?
Or would you hide behind them all?
'Cause if I were to go
In my heart you'll grow
And that's where you belong.
Oasis
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'A burnt child loves fire' - Oscar Wilde
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If I'm to fall
Would you be there to applaud?
Or would you hide behind them all?
'Cause if I were to go
In my heart you'll grow
And that's where you belong.
Oasis
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If I'm to fall
Would you be there to applaud?
Or would you hide behind them all?
'Cause if I were to go
In my heart you'll grow
And that's where you belong.
Oasis
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'A burnt child loves fire' - Oscar Wilde
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