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
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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...