Holding my handsleading me to the mirrorHe stands behindMy shivering naked bodytracing delicatelysmiling ear to earsee how sexy you are? he asks methis leads to a pink flush spreading to both cheekswhich he quickly hideswith pucked lips & kissesOur...
This paper is the same as that one& it's identical to thisFear mongering Lying bastardsThinking running the worldWould beA piece of pissI only do the sudokosand the crosswords If i'm feeling braveBlack & white newspapersfull of racism & full of...
It smells like christmas dinnerBut It's not due for a weekwetherspoons cashing inyet when they doit's bleakThere's never any flavour & The meat is so fucking dry but for a pub i applaud because at least you gave it a tryyou...
A table for two But it's not a date2 overly excited nerdssat opposite having a debateone got so excited he almost knocked overhis pintBut his mate is matching the energyThey take a breakSipping at the drinksBut no food or platesfor...
Tables fullevery oneon a wednesday a week before christmaswhere do they find the cash?Don't come for meI'm not after backlashI simply came to the pub with a notebook and a pen& once perfectedmaybe perform them ...
I don't understand why peoplehave crosses tattooedon their skin or christianity & religionor whatever they believe inthis man has a crossbeneathhis left ear& socks & slidersalsothe fashion godhe must fearis it a statement being thereso close to your faceor is...
Tattooed Flowers stabbedonto the back of ashaved headSatwith a face of pure disgustI wonder why he chose flowersto be displayed so boldI need to knowI mustBut for some reasonHe seems like a manI'd trust ...
Familiar facesLooking up at me From the other side of the roomEgging on a conversationacknowledgementAnythingBut I look downHeadphones onMusic at volume zeroWill they get the message?Or should I become a social hero?Dressed in a cape and pink underpantsPulled over...
I pick up my pen& scan across the roomThese peple look familiar Yet I don't know who is whoI've seen them in wetherspoonsAsda& GreggsBut what they do for a livingWell I wouldn't have a clueI know their coffee order&...
Comfortable in the shared spaceA flutter of excitement Most people our ageAre hungoverBut we're driving to a garden centre I sip at a coffee& he plays with the radioFlicking between 5 buttonsBut only 2 stations playSome with more crackles &...
Lonliness has blessed meWith their presenceEventually being lonelyStops feeling lonelyYou count down the days, hours & minutesTill you arrive homeSitting soloIs sometimes the best way to go. ...
People hear the term consequence& assume the worstLike people like to do in generalNegativityFear mongering RacismSocial Media Cameras outRecording other peoples sufferingBut what are the consequencesfor positive things?Thinking for yourself& working your ass offto succeed Loving something or someone so muchthat...
I've had to explain my fathers deathone hundred times& I'll have to explain itOne hundred times againI wish I had a stickerLanyard or a badge" Yes, my parents are dead. Now talk to me about something else."But then...
Come on darling Just a small bite leftJust eat the ham & don't worry about the breadJust a little nibbleCome on loveThen your mum won't complainlook I know you've had enough...Hey if you swallow that...You can have some more...
You flipped a switchMore likeYou switched my flipSeeing redLike a bullIn a china shopWalking on egg shellsDamage is going to happenWhen I'm shot in a roomFull of fragile things...You've been poking me with a stickBut don't get suprisedWhen...
She leads the way to the table by the windowHe lets out a sigh before being seated This outing was planned by the wifeThey’ve gone out for a nice mealAt WetherspoonsDressed in their Marks and Spencer jumpersHis shirt collars Peeking...
2 middle-aged mothers Taking a few hours offThe brunettes coat armsTrailing from her bum to the floorShoulder to wrist ButIf her son Left his coat like this…Oh she would moanShe would complain about the cost And the dirt and how she does...
The pub is full But no one has said a wordScrapes and cutting on plates Is all that can be heardThe care homes are probably empty For they’ve all turned up to spoonsA rainy Friday night But treated to some foodThey’re all...
a flicker of hope as the train passes by
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- By Jazmine Cartwright
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His face Like leather Old and wrinkled But his eyes Still young And full of pain Tiredness seaps From his frown lines His smile lines Barely visible This man Still hopeful Waiting On platform number one He...
Slouched over on the first seat he could find Hard hat and a black backpack Neon orange hi vis coat With trousers to match For once someone not looking at their phone But staring at the ground Preparing...
At first glanceTheese rosesSeem beautifulThey lie on my bedEnticingSeducingHungry for eyesTo pick them apart& undress themBut as you doYour fingers are prickedRed rawThornsBloodStarting to pouron white bed sheetsRed rosesBlending with beautyPretendingAt first glance these rosesSeem beautifulBut they...
Autumn knocked on my doorthis morningHer hair was auburn & she was armed with a pumpkin spiced latteHer scarf was like a blanket& her boots were lined with fur She pulled me in for a hug& squeezed me so...
Every waking dayI am born againAdopting a new versionArmed with a previous days Knowledge & history& Pulling back the duvet I will rise out of my sheets Like a phoenix Rebirth I push the pastOut of the way...Facing what's aheadUntil tomorrowWhen I amBorn again ...
My lips quiver & shakeChin followingTeeth clutteringMouth parted Until I cryLike I am a child againMuttering a "This isn't fair"Following with a stomp of my feet & a kick of a chair ...
Who gives a shitAbout how many likes Your last post on Instagram got?Oh rightYou do& I used to be the sameWondering what I could doTo reach fame...But at the end of the dayI'd rather have ten likeson a poem...
Heart of GoldBerlinBut not an inch of glamour A hostelNot a hotelor something of the latterA man floating about& wanderingbut doesn't have a keyHe's just begging for a room& everyone is letting him beA football shirt& faded tattoosHe's walking...
People go about their livesWalkingSittingTalkingI find it hard to romanticiseWhen I don't even know themNo feelings attachedMay as well be a one-night standA quick 'sorry'When you bump shouldersBut otherwiseNo chatMaybe if you're luckyWe may even hold eye contactBut...
Spring showers are shitUnpredictable & surprisingI dressed for the summer Then shivered homeCryingMy bare legsRedWith goosebumps & pimplesIt's a good jobI didn't cross the line& dust off my flip-flops ...
"It's freezing out there"Then a shiver & a shake I've heard the same lineOver & overThere's no mistakeI let out a fake laugh& a cheesy big smileCustomers test my patienceEvery once in a while ...
This is a poemFor my first loveIt is not a heNor a sheUnless you want it to beNot here in a physical formUntil you choose for it to beYou can hear itOr see itIf that’s your chosen formBut...
Cobble streets &Wheely suitcasesTrudging up the roadA group of touristsA speeding carThey're in their stopping-and-chatting modeSeveral honks of the hornUntil they realize their errorsFamilies abroadJust seem to go feralAn all-inclusive packageIs by far the worstStacking up platesUntil their...
A man's version of
Live
Laugh
Love
is...
It's coming home
Misery turns to excitement
& that moody alcoholic...
cracks a smile
I couldn't care less if we win
But to see English men have a glint in their eyes
Makes all of this football rubbish
Worthwhile
& I'm rooting for our team
It would get men out of their depression
It would make pigs fly
Cheese would become affordable again
Perhaps all this country needs is a win
so next time...
It's coming home
I'm more of a casual typeBaggy t-shirtsConverseFountain pen to writeI'm easy to pleaseStrike up a conversationAbout anything deep& I promiseI'll be intrigued Cause honestly?Your existence is the greatest giftTo me...OptimisticSpiritualistic Mentally StrongBut...Don't discuss statisticsCause... I'm bad at maths& I seem...
DadIt's hard to talk about youWithout my voice breakingIt will be a year in a monthSince I got that call & You were lying peacefully in bedFor the last timeBut we'd like closure nowStillNo death certificate& Last week I...
It's Not The Government You Should Fear, It's Yourself
- 1:14 PM
- By Jazmine Cartwright
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How is life?Are you all still distracting yourselvesFrom your trauma?Drinking...So that you don't sit in a roomThinking...What is so scaryAbout your thoughts?Are you too busy with your children &Catching up with the latest episode of your favourite Soap or...
One dayYour body & your mindwill tell youThat you are doneIt won't suffer anymoreThis will be the mostInconvenient time...Or so you thinkYou'll snap& You'll sayI'm sick of all this shitYou'll grow wings out of your back& that ego...
The elderly coupleSit on their tableThey've got a taxi hereEvery day that we're openAll year...Toastie orders SoftSlow bitesThe cheese is oozingSame thingAll the timeSharing a knife between them Then reusing it for their aftersMelted cheese clings to their knifeThen their...
Every time I have a phone callWith my friend Wayne We have distractions...The world gives usIt's best shot.Groups of familiesWalking at 2 miles per hourIn front of usLike a human barrierCars reversingAlmost hitting usPeople falling off bikesOld people with...
I don't like pretty people...I like rough...worn round the edgesgrungy&messy Dragged through a hedge backwards kind of peopleThe people who don't have much time To do themselves upBecause they've been busy doing other stuff... ...
He leans over meShoulder touching mine Smiling with his eyesSpeaking softlyQuietlyPointing out of the plane window "I love this part...It's so beautiful"In his thick slovakian accent...He points again The plane lowers into the cloudsSlowlySeductivly & teasingCovering the wings & windowsIn fluffyMarshmallow likeGoodness..I blush...
I'm starting to socialise again...In those tough six months It was rough& social anxiety turned upWith a torch They came to me with Open palms & Inviting armsReassuring that I'd be out of harms wayBut they lied I was not better offIn factQuite...
Today will be the last dayThat I get used as a doormat I have made mistakesI have socially checked out& I have met karma too many timesThis week alone...For the foreseeable futureI am busyBusy being sat at homeDon't callDon't...
To call this season... SummerWe may require the sunBut remember we're in EnglandDown the roadThe water runsA cup of teaInside a blanket& listening to the downpourThis English summer was here for a dayTeasing you with some warmth& then...
How do you know That I’m real? How do you know thatI’m not AI generatedOn the ‘internet’ ButEven If you haveMet me Are you even real? How do you know That I’m real? How do you know thatI’m not AI generatedOn the ‘internet’ ButEven If...
My cheeks are soreSoaked with tearsI’m living each secondBut my minds not here Blank face and have little careFeeling suicidalMotivation stripped bare ...
I held onto the thought of usI held onto our friendship& the fact that we considered each otherFamily You were my best friend & my brotherWe could be ourselvesAround each otherWe wouldn’t judge But once I’d metThe real youFucking hellIt all...
I’d love to create a portraitOf myselfBut it would be abstractIt would be my mind & soulSplattered on a page3d, 4dYou’d hear bizarre soundsYou’d feel the flush Of my cheeks& you’d feel a catOn your lap Because a basic portraitHas...
When our lips touch,my heart explodes,Passion whirls around the room. The rain on your windows,Under the duvet,Body goals. I'm in love with you,It's time to watch our life unfold. ...
Falling for you harderevery time you say my nameNo matter the distance our feelings stay the same Your laugh and your smileWill always fill me with gleeI don’t think you realise Kieran How happy you’ve made me ...
Being a writer is...Writing on the back of receipts It’s crumpled draftsBus tickets Half a poem writtenBut...In four different inks I could have swornThis pen worked yesterday But the universe is trying to stop meConnect the dotsConnect the links... ...
There’s a lot of pressure to fit into a boxA box that’s too smallA box that you must lose weight to get intoOr a box that you have to fit in perfectly but it’s too bigAnd will fit a...
Shaved legsMatching underwearMakeup & washed hairIs not a sign that aWoman loves you Try a messy bunA stained t-shirt& prickly legs Bad breathMorning sexStopping in the middleTo fart... That’s what real love is ...
It upsets me to think That people look to religionFor answers Instead of the inner voice That they label as ‘God’ When in realityThe gut feelingThe voice that they hearThe ideas Are all their Gut feelingsAnd egos So instead of prayingTo a so-called ‘God’ PleaseListen to yourself First...
CodewordsRamblingTalking shit Or am I? Am I a villain...Or a am I a genius? CodewordsRamblingTalking shit Or am I? Am I a villain...Or a am I a genius? ...
The groups of men Smoking outside The coffee shop Gold cigarette ends Leave a trail Stained ash traysRed chairs Sugar packets soakedDrowning In ignoredLast gulps Abandoned Wonky tablesDampAt an angleToastie packetsCheese tangledHam, coldRejected & recycledBy the birdsBut the cigarette butts Are digestingIn the poor birds’ guts ...