Tuesday, 15 November 2011

London too fast, it's gone past

(fun poetry for a friend)

Out in the Cold.
Left Alone in the dark
No place to sleep, not even the park
Two different journeys,with no return
a fact of Life, you'll soon learn.

Have you prepared?
gone out of your way?
to turn someones darkest night
into the most beautiful of day

Through trouble and torment,
you'll get where you're going
but what chrystals you have
are not worth showing...

So trip when you want,
when the mood is good,
and don't do what i wouldn't

or maybe fuck it, you should!

you're pretty...crazy!
and pretty damn
weird
but don't listen to me, i mean fuck, id say whats on my chin is a beard!!!

so i'll end this by saying "you're funky, you're stinky"
but Franzi, I miss rubbing your pinky!!! :-)

the puppeteer of life

being brought up in this world is a privilege, you see
you can disrespect the law , just like me
im the exeption, i look from beginning to end
i first find the fault, then begin to mend

like an angel without wings, a person controlled by strings
make of it what you want, ive already made up my mind
i'll frown on this world and pretend its fine

blind to all the havoc and terror overcoming the soul we've moved onto atomic energy
because we've run out of coal

just one slip and the world goes bang,
look to oblivion ,if you can

on the horizon i see only dirt

no one realizes the earth can also hurt...


eyes of truth and deceit

Tell me its true
and i'll tell you whos who
ask me your questions, look into my eyes
dont trust what i say, it could all be lies

 I trust what you say
as sure as night turns to day
so open your eyes and dont be scared
i'll defend you from what's under your bed

does it come a a surprise that i've revealed your lies?
to the world.
to yourself
to everyone you know

you've been living an act, a performance, A SHOW

everything scripted (but not me) ive gotta go.
my life is real, it could end tomorrow
so i add to your script, THE PAIN, THE SORROW
these words are mine but you can have them to borrow.