Oh, honey, There's no need to throw Your concern around like A balloon in the wind, Just constantly wafting around my head. I'm fine! I would not be so vain To write everything about me; And I would not be so Un-artful To only take inspiration from That which is closest to me.
clocks can tick away the days
Clocks can tick away the days but we'll be too busy laughing away our years to watch the time. It can try to threaten us with an ending, but we know it will be happily ever after.
yes, this one’s sarcasm too
Excuse me, but the sun is sinking and I must bid you farewell And crawl back into my cave Of parchment and torment; The walls are covered in the Graffiti of my innermost Desires and regrets, And every night I lie surrounded, Reading and re-reading Every terrible line, Every spelling mistake And bad punctuation. It's… Continue reading yes, this one’s sarcasm too
dear diary III
Dear Diary, Someone else mentioned they'd Read my poem today. It made me happy that they'd taken The time to do so. But then, They did not tell me what they thought- Not even a simple compliment. No, They asked me if I was ok ...
the city doesn’t care
The city has a story to tell. Rumour has it you do too, But I'm afraid you won't always Be around to tell it. Sure, you can feel tall and mighty Watching beetles on the pavement, But riddle me this: I was once 11, Now I'm 21; Soon I'll be 31, Then 101... Look… Continue reading the city doesn’t care
Feelings are good inspiration
Feelings are good inspiration, But I do not write such poems To declare my days and Tomorrows to be riddled with More 'hell' than yours- But, I suppose, Some words have more than one meaning; Most people have more than One demon, I'm just happy to Wade through the fiction For us both, Hopefully finding… Continue reading Feelings are good inspiration
Thank you very much
I inspire myself Thank you very much. No, don't walk away from me, I have a question of my own. Oh I'm sorry, Have I ruined your idea of romance? Would you prefer me To go back to being On the brink of death? Mmm... That's what I thought.