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Depths of blackness

In the depths of blackness I hear the cries of creatures drowning in their own sorrows of the thick dark night.

Souls wretched and souls bereaved, crying out to the night for love and release.

The fires of torture burn through their brains, in an agonizing heat wave how can they be saved?

Swimming through the whiny larvae of their new found home, sinking floating, choking on volcanic foam.

Tortured souls how can they be released?

How can they suffer anymore than this? For what is the purpose, isn’t this insane?

To see tortured victims burn up in the flames?

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Grey Life

This world is my prison

I sit and wait and stare

I have beautiful dangling prisms

That shimmers in lights glare

 

I watch those pretty crystals

Hanging above my head

I dream of another world

That I’ll go to when I’m dead

 

I see the wonderful flowers

In a sunny meadow bright

I’ll sit under green bowers

Soaking in the sight

 

I can’t wait for death to take me

Away from this bloodshot world

I hope fate has heard my plea

Under this branch I am curled

 

I’ll dream of another life

In another place

I hope it’s a life without strife

Or where I’m seen as a disgrace

 

I can’t abide this morbid world

Not for another day

I am lost in a netherworld

I need to run and play

 

This world is my prison

I am sure of it today

I need to fall into the crystal prisms

And leave this life that’s grey

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welcome to my golden palace

I am leaving this sphere, going home to my dreams

I am going back to my reality, where my happiness streams

I have nothing to fear, for everything’s mine

I’m going to a place where the sun always shines

Yeah, I’m free

To roam as I please

Nothing will harm me; fear has no place to go

Everything’s to my expectations, the world’s my chateau

I can deny your entry if you cause me pain

I will not allow anybody to drive me insane

Here I’m free

I’m free, to do as I really want to and please

Serve me now, drink from my chalice

Welcome to my golden palace

This is my world of dreams

Where everything is as I royally deem

Drink my cup and bathe in the light

Why don’t you lay with me and bask in sunlight?

I am watching your world through half opened eyes

And I can’t believe, no can’t believe the pain and the lies

Why do you bask in hate and bask in lust and bask in coldness?

Why do you do nothing and act like you care less?

I believe in something more, than your impetuous plans

Oh come to me, yes come to me, and oh please hold my hand

Come bask in my light boy

Come into my arms and be free from the horrid noise of hate and pain

Come to me, come to me, come to my love again

I will show you peace and love, I’m your dove, please don’t go insane

Touch me, kiss me over again, and let me mend your broken dreams

I need to heal your aching wounds and please always listen to me

And not your horrid inner screams

Just touch me now and I will take you far away, you can be redeemed

I am leaving this sphere, going home to my dreams

I am going back to my reality, where my happiness streams

I have nothing to fear, for everything’s mine

I’m going to a place where the sun always shines

Yeah, I’m free

To roam as I please

Nothing will harm me; fear has no place to go

Everything’s to my expectations, the world’s my chateau

I can deny your entry if you cause me pain

I will not allow anybody to drive me insane

Here I’m free

I’m free, to do as I really want to and please

Serve me now, drink from my chalice

Welcome to my golden palace

This is my world of dreams

The words came into my head faster than I could type, this was literally done in less than five minutes; so I apologize if to some people this song makes no sense. 

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I feel in flagellation

I’ve heard your secret whispers, your little words of prose

I know they are for me, your essence strongly glows

They keep me strong, though I’m always guessing

Whether you’re really part of me?

If you just write a little note, to confirm for little old me?

A little email no one will know, just to help me realise I’m not a psycho

It will be appreciated very much; I need your words as they do touch

My inner heart grows stronger, with every confirmation

Without those little signs I feel in flagellation

Let me know, you are truly there

But ultimately, show me you care…

 

 

 

 

 

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will you accept?

The wine from your veins is sweet

To me this is a rare old treat

For wine is usually metallic

To drink it, I like to be quick

Though no real nourishment I get

For your wound I closely vet

That your health is waning away

So I’ve more or less saved the day

I drink from you my mortal

But I offer you another realmly portal

Will you accept it or not?

Or will you choose your life to rot?

I offer you eternal life

Will you accept this other life?

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Raoul

Coast to coast I sail the universe looking for my enemies that I curse

To take away their fearsome power, their energies I’m soon to devour

I shall win this war and go back home, no longer shall I have to roam with mortal man and live in secrecy

I will defeat them, wait and see

A wall can be broken down like Jericho; I haven’t much farther to go you know?

I can see the defiance in my enemies’ eyes, I will be stronger, but it’s all lies

You can’t defeat me anymore, I’ve opened wide the universal door

My help has come in brimful loads

Your reign of terror will implode

We’ll seek you out and you will be stricken down in catastrophe

I will not lose this immortal war

I love my realms, they I adore

I set free all my creations

You are my next decimation

Raoul

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forests and campaigning

I am meandering through the mossy forest

The lichen clings to the trees

A little micro garden

They are sheltered by the leaves

The smell of earth is fervent

The trees are rough to touch

The energy I feel here

I love so very much

Though you cannot see them

They are everywhere

Billions of lives are flowing

In the forests welfare

How gently they crawl upon the earth

How delicate their façade

And though you cannot see it

They work so very hard

This is life in the forest green

This is how it flows

And each and every day I walk

Through the emerald groves

I know each and every footstep

I know each and every bird

I know my way through the forest

You can trust my every word

When the little stars are shining

I can see them, not

For I am roaming through the forest

So the sky I have forgot

My friends are Mrs Badger and little sooty mole

I find their company pleasant, I find their humor droll

I sit upon a fallen oak and watch them playing near

Oh how I love my forest and how I love them dear

It is wicked to hack the forest down, billions of lives get lost

Please sit back and realize, it’s such a big cost

We need the peace that’s founded here

We need the earthy tones

We need to consider more so, that it’s not just humans who need homes

So please take a thought and a care

For every little creature there

And maybe earth shall grow again

New forests everywhere

My heart is wild, my soul is free, yet my body is not

I need the forest to stay secure I do not ask a lot

 

This poem was written because I love forests, woodlands, fields, you name it; I love it as long as it’s natural.  I have a friend who is trying to climb a career ladder as a local MP for a North London council – Barnet to be precise; he told me two weeks ago that Barnet and Brent are going into collaboration together to rebuild the Hendon estate, this means that they plan to drain the local reservoir/nature reserve and build on it, he is campaigning like mad to stop this madness and rightfully so, I was raised on that reserve (more or less). 

The reservoir is called The Welsh Harp. Whether it’s true that they have planning permission to do this or not, I am uncertain, but my friend doesn’t tend to lie. 

It’s a very worrying thought that approximately eight to ten acres of North London’s nature reserves is going to be snatched away from the locals and more to the point, the wildlife there.  There’s creatures such as swans, Canada geese, moorhens, squirrels, including reds funny enough (I’ve seen them) cardinal beetles (extremely rare), blue tits, badgers, foxes, hedgehogs, frogs and toads (they’d be there naturally anyway but when mum filled in her pond we set our fish, frogs, newts and toads free in the reservoir, so they had a new home), and many more beautiful creatures are going to lose their homes, because Barnet wants to cramp in another 20,000 families, despite closing down their hospitals might I add.

Should this be allowed?  Hell no, and guess what?  I am sick and tired of people sitting back and going “Oh, well, it’s a shame, what can we do”?  And just allow it to happen, if you don’t want something to happen, because you like walking around that area or you think that it’s beneficial to the locals and the wildlife, then get up off your arse and campaign the current minority brave souls, who can and do get off their arses.  The more numbers who protest against such things, the more likely we are to save it.

You don’t like something the officials are doing, you have a voice and if you start standing up you will motivate others who are quieter than you to voice their opinions too, and there’s more civilians in the world than officials, so they have to listen to the loudest voice!

So get MOVING!

I’ve done something similar here in Rugby, I attended a meeting where the locals wanted a small playground for the local children, because the council took away the one we had four years ago.  three years after heavy campaigning in a progressively enlarging group, we’ve got our way, now they’re building a huge adventure playground on our local field (one mowed constantly as its 2 football pitches for the local lads and an acre spare) not only that though, but they’ve allowed us local parents to pick and choose what things we want there and how to design it.

If you work with your community, you get what the community wants, not what some officials think will shut you up.

I wasn’t the loudest voice, I was in fact pretty quiet and sitting and the back but making it known I wanted the playground too, just by being there.  Unfortunately I was the only one at the time who had their child with them, Henry was just turning 3 months old and I got a lot of attention just because he was so darn cute, but the councillor listening to us, wanted to know more about what I particularly wanted, so I reluctantly spoke out in front of about 70 people and they pulled me to the front, and I was clinging onto Henry for dear life, scared as hell that all these people are looking at me.

She said it’s unlikely we’d get anything done by 2012, but we may get something done by the time my little baby turns 5, and it will be done as they are going to start building it in spring 2014.

So was it Henry who finally got it by pulling her heartstrings?  I don’t know, but one thing is for sure, although I wanted to campaign with everyone and hide, my thoughts counted A LOT, and we got listened to.

So get out there and get what you think your community needs, after all, why are you paying taxes if you’re not prosperous with your environment.

 

 

 

 

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NAVA

From darkness I was born and darkness will set me free

Who dragged me into a world where I wasn’t meant to be?

Yes I know who I was and who I’ll be again

But until that day I will stay lost

Will there ever be an end?

Yes I know

There’s never a vampire alone

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Fate sutures death

She’s a witch, casting spells in the night

I saw her dancing with the devil in delight

I saw her too, said an old rickety man

She gave me gout after she spat in a can

And I too, said another in the back of the court

She gave me fits now my face is contort

She took my babe, barely weaning too

And where he is, I’ve not a clue

Aye, I saw a babe in arms, killed by the devils charm

In yonder wood, I saw a fleeing from it a woman in a hood

There’s the witch, there, there

They pointed accusingly

All the fingers outstretched were pointing towards me

I was lynch mobbed and nothing I could do

Would save me from this preview

They were wretched and afraid

And very dismayed by the events unfolding in town

They knew there was a witch to be had, but she couldn’t be found

So it was me, the prettiest one

The one with long golden hair

I was the witch this time round

And whether I was innocent or not, they didn’t care

So I was took to the gallows and strangled to death

And just as I took one last breath, onto a fire I was thrown

Nobody cried that day for me, I died all alone

But there will be another girl someday in the near future

Whose fate will be the same as mine and fate will find her and suture her demeanor, until bad luck has ceased

Or maybe never it will cease

Maybe this will be a continuous flow of innocent murders by the townsfolk who think they are doing godly works

Instead they just act like jerks

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BBQ knees up

 A slice of lemon

A splash of water

Fill the cup with ice

Sitting in the garden

Feeling the warmth of the sun

Isn’t this all nice?

 

Little slices of cucumber, covering each eye

Lie back in the sun and hope summer never dies

 

Hearing children playing

Hear them in the water splash

Hoping that they’re happy

As summer is over in a flash

 

Read your favorite magazine

Put your feet right up

Your husband’s doing the dinner

A BBQ knees up

 

 

 

 

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