I may never reach my ultimate goal
always trying to save your soul
never discovering sustainable joy
always scheming with a plot and ploy
I may never find what I'm looking for
always pacifying and renouncing war
never feeling healthy for more than a week
always hiding when I should seek
I may never see the perfect day
always feel like running away
never felt comfortable in my own skin
always losing when it's easier to win
I may never curb negative feelings
always looking up at glass ceilings
never saying I like you
always thinking I love you
Thursday, 30 April 2015
Wednesday, 15 April 2015
In My Darkest Hour
In my darkest hour
The sun never rose
Inky blackness enveloped my soul
Reached the lowest of a series of lows
In my darkest hour
The future was hidden
Wrapped in a cloak of sadness
The road to redemption forbidden
In my darkest hour
I was bloated and restless
A once joyful life a burden
My thoughts a shambolic mess
In my darkest hour
I prayed like a child
Sick of feeling unwell
The seed of health grown wild
In my darkest hour
I saw the right thing to do
The reason for never losing hope
The reason is you
The sun never rose
Inky blackness enveloped my soul
Reached the lowest of a series of lows
In my darkest hour
The future was hidden
Wrapped in a cloak of sadness
The road to redemption forbidden
In my darkest hour
I was bloated and restless
A once joyful life a burden
My thoughts a shambolic mess
In my darkest hour
I prayed like a child
Sick of feeling unwell
The seed of health grown wild
In my darkest hour
I saw the right thing to do
The reason for never losing hope
The reason is you
Friday, 10 April 2015
Stillness Class
Hosted a stillness group
I served cock-a leekie soup
Nothing happened next
What did you expect?
A light show in a chicken coop?
I served cock-a leekie soup
Nothing happened next
What did you expect?
A light show in a chicken coop?
A Chocolate Orange
Sentimental for remembrance
Of childhood sentiments
Of chocolate segments
nothing rhymes with orange
nothing rhymes with orange
Pricked Conscience
Reached a fork in the road
A pitch fork
In the pitch darkness
It pricked my conscience
A pitch fork
In the pitch darkness
It pricked my conscience
Thursday, 2 April 2015
Miss Anthropy
Miss Anthropy deactivated Facebook
Living in a vicarious virtual void
Erstwhile friends kidnapped by social media
Even her dog was annoyed
Miss Anthropy was bitter towards Twitter
Her followers fell short of 5k
A goal to prove the world was kind
A shield to keep her demons away
Miss Anthropy retreated into a twilight existence
A bleak future beckoned without a foothold
Obstinate obscurity and sliding into oblivion
Out of the darkness she suddenly struck gold
Miss Anthropy wasn't born to despise mankind
Help was needed to rid her of hate
She changed her ways on a day of redemption
When she found Hello Poetry and her true soul mate!
Living in a vicarious virtual void
Erstwhile friends kidnapped by social media
Even her dog was annoyed
Miss Anthropy was bitter towards Twitter
Her followers fell short of 5k
A goal to prove the world was kind
A shield to keep her demons away
Miss Anthropy retreated into a twilight existence
A bleak future beckoned without a foothold
Obstinate obscurity and sliding into oblivion
Out of the darkness she suddenly struck gold
Miss Anthropy wasn't born to despise mankind
Help was needed to rid her of hate
She changed her ways on a day of redemption
When she found Hello Poetry and her true soul mate!
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