Tag: poetry

Loves himself

Professional. Not a hair out of place
Clean shaven, moisturised face
Suit, shoes immaculate state
In a hurry, don’t make him wait
Branded bag, branded belt
Expression like it’s you he smelt
High end watch beyond his means
First sign all is not as it seems
Second glance. Cheap shirt
No coat of any particular worth
Wannabe banker wanting more
A mini masquerade but what for?
Looking for status, copy their style
Sounding strong; empty all the while
Stand tall on the tube. Confidence exude.
A polished shell with everything to prove.

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Brief encounter

There she sat for half an hour
Enthralled entirely in her power
You didn’t raise your eyes or cough or say
Anything to draw her attention away
From the laptop she worked at constantly
From minute one to minute thirty
Instead you grabbed a glance or two
Thought about what you might do
To ask for her number or give her yours
But now she’s left through the cafe doors

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Cafe Buzz

Two men talk about work near the window
Teenage girls compare apps and pics
Mum and dad treat grown up kids
I’m in the cafe corner but not in the mix

No doubt there’s a buzz of voices shared
Background music hanging in the air
A pointed laugh every once in a while
Behind noise cancelled headphone wall; I don’t care

Smiles and frowns but no anger shown
All of life as a topic to explain and prod
Beings living, socialising, engaging
In the corner this solo worthless sod

Clamber, cautious, out of self dug trench,
Remove the guards and barricades let people in
Believe in people; the promise of belonging
Don’t delay, step forward, just one act to begin

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Love Spoken

We part for the day,
Take care, have fun,
We say.

Spend our time apart,
Good luck, safe journey,
Comes from the heart.

Trust my troth to others,
Miss you, kiss kiss,
Is all one mutters.

A last look, stored to last,
I love you my love,
Enough, until this day is passed.

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Self destructive fall

Little by little, by every step that he took
The story played out as if in a book
His prologue; a poisoned childhood
Early chapters; him up to no good
His turning point love for a woman
In who’s name he’d summon
The best of himself and all he could be
To save her and their combined destiny
But on this grey day, autumn commute
Before he’d met her, he was in dispute
Fighting himself, self destructive fall
Trying at things no conviction at all
No goals, no hopes, no dreams
No idea yet of what life means

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Quiet Night

It’s been a week tumultuous
Busy, bossy and boisterous
Bed has barely had a look in
Never mind a lazy lie in
So when it comes to Friday
And the usual away play
Body and brain take fright
It’s time for a quiet night

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Wallflower Sigh

She’d be in love
If only she could
Romeo’s roll by
Wallflower sigh
Guy at the laundrette
Eyes electric met
Panicked at what he said
Mixed her white with red
She gave tinder a go
But needed to know
What to do or say, in every way
She ditched on dating day
Quiet soul
Looking to become whole
Not seeing on her own
The risk, the unknown
How being open, exposed
Is needed to try to close
Your hand on another
That loves the real you, your real lover

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Can’t look the day in the eye

It’s a sunny day
So why don’t I feel that way
I’m blue thinking about us
With no future, I can’t focus

Everywhere, a mood of hope
So why exactly can’t I cope
There’s trouble in my mind
Trouble of the unsettling kind

People at their highest height
So why should I take flight
It’s wrong, what we’ve got is wrong
No hiding that I don’t belong

Skies might be clear and bright
But that doesn’t mean all is right
The end for us is nigh, that’s why
I can’t look the day in the eye

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New Romantic

Are you romantic?
Why can’t you be more romantic?
Hopeful and damning but what do we mean?
Why refer to something unknown, never seen
Romance is dead, more romance is undefined
What we want, or want to be is totally entwined
I simply want someone to care how I am
Think of my day, my feelings, of me being their man
I want someone to share with, care for, protect
Talk to, think of, make happy, respect
Two people experiencing new lands as one
Two with eyes wide open like life has just begun
Someone to lie with, a hand to hold
Someone to look to over the years as we grow old
A romance can be a story about how we come to be
Our romance is a life together as you and I excel as we

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What she tried to hide

It’s feeling increasingly clear
This woman has played me
Over our long twenty years
She’s lied and deceived me.
Withheld her heart
Not said as much
Held herself apart
No contact, no touch
It’s been left to me to find
All she has hidden, myself
Even now absent of mind
Not caring but for herself
Now more games begin
Driving a bloody wedge
Between me and “her kin”
All I did was to try
To have a loving life
So I’ll have that with the kids
And now I’ll find a loving “wife”
I won’t question why she lied
Why the truth was locked inside
It was treachery trying to hide
What she constantly denied

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