Tag: poetry
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Poem: Rejection
Stinging like the barb of a hornet, Heckles on my neck, shocked, stand upright. I’m in disbelief. Stormy skies swirl above me, My mind, clouded with an overcast of doubt. Why didn’t they just pick me? I thought I was good enough, But what good is water if absent in a drought? …
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Poem: Timeless Beauty
Timeless beauty. What a contradiction. Will you still love me, When my hair loses thickness? When my skin starts to wrinkle? When my youth is but memory in the distance? Time. It’s bittersweet. Cruel to the appearance. Yet kind to the mind. Stripping away my pride in my looks, To expose an endearment for…
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Poetry: Success
The sweet scent of success, If only it lingered just that little bit longer. If only it tasted just that little bit stronger. Is success a waiting game, Or a game of chase? Should I give it my all, Or should I accept my fate? Success. The word on the tips of all…
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Poem – A Little Thing Called ‘Fear’
Fear, The lovechild of stress and caution. An unwelcome neighbour, Making itself at home in your delusion. It’s intentions – unclear. It picks it’s moments, Most uncalled for. Like lying in your bed and hearing the front door become ajar. Or hearing your name whispered very softly from afar. Fear, It’s a teaseful…
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Poem: The Moon
One small step for man, One giant leap for mankind. A man upon the moon you say? Why yes, ‘twas the year of 1969. The moon, La Luna, How mind-boggling you are to the eye. Spherically similar to the Earth, Yet still as different as day is to night. A guardian of light,…
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Poem: Collapsing
Collapsing, My last breath feels inevitable. Food, a phrase once so fruitious, Now feels so forgettable. Picking the apple from Eden, An action so regrettable. I claw and I clamber, You believe that I committed perjury One measly morsel of food is all that I ask for. Yet you deny me this luxury, I…
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Poem: Rejection
Rejection Rejection is like an unwelcome face. All too familiar, you close the door on it. Should rejection be ignored or embraced? It depends on what way you look at it. Rejection from a lover The heat of their body touching yours is fading. Now all but a distant memory. The taste of their…
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Poem: Time
We think about the future, So that we can enjoy its ‘present’. But like a dollar bill drifting in the wind. We never do quite catch it. We worry that it’s not on our side. Like it’s going by too quickly. Asking ‘where does it fly’? Time – isn’t it a peculiar concept?…
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Poem: Lust
I love you, More than I love myself. Likened to a fly in a black widow’s web, I entangle myself. In your lust. I obey you. Favouring your plans. Dismissing my own in the blink of an eye. To keep you. I lose myself. I fear you, I fear that you…
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A Seasonal Poem
Sunkissed skin Sunsoaked and slick in slathers of sunscreen. ∼ Cocktails, Cool, crisp and clean quench the thirsts of even the coarsest of coughers. ∼ Days drag on, Daylight dominates from dusk till dawn. Summer is soon upon us all.
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Poem: Climate Change
My limbs gnarl, sap suffocates my lungs as I gasp for another breath of the smog. I’m losing my fight for life. For centuries I have supplied oxygen to your veins, now you remove it from mine? In times before you uprooted me, and spoiled the very soil I laid upon. Now you turn…
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Why Is Poetry So Enchanting?
From ‘Tyger Tyger, burning bright….’ to ‘I wandered lonely as a cloud……’ somehow words have the power to capture the emotion of the poet and freeze it in time. To evoke an emotion in the reader that may last a lifetime. Why is this so? Why doesn’t it happen when we’re reading the bus timetable…
The Neon Squid 