Category: Original Poetry

Another Day

Another day, another death another name printed unfeelingly in the obituary column no big deal except this time it’s my Grandad did you hear me? My Grandad not someone else’s but mine   Oh?...

Hurts Like Hell

I am dying nothing matters anymore I am drifting I have no aim no ambition no direction life – love – death all are wonderful and all hurt like hell   Tediously I trudge...

The Final Farewell

The knowing it is over never again to watch him smile or hear him say “ahh, you’re a great girl” he cried as he said goodbye Did he feel it too? The pain of...

With Pride

The wind rustles the leaves the tree sways gently behind me the full moon looks down with pride at the perfectness of the world as the waves lap at my feet the clouds float...

A Dead Corpse

As the happiness drains out of the body a dead corpse is left just sitting there an empty shell full of loneliness the once smiling face now sad and closed the body portraying a...

The Little Beast

Content in it’s little nest cradled away from harm it is a stranger to hurt and other human feelings I need it to make a noise and let his voice break through to bring...

Completely Unaware

We walk side by side and I feel his presence close by me and yet he’s miles away his eyes watch me for a moment mine watch for eternity I feel his body so...

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So Alone

The terrible feeling of helplessness uncertainty disappointment wishing and hoping he’ll call feeling oh-so-alone each second feels so long each minute like an hour a rising tide of sickness the wanting and needing grows...

Just Like Them

The rain falls hard and fast mixing with the tears streaming down my face my hair is plastered against my cheek and my shirt sticks to my body saturated with anger, helplessness, tears and...

Nil? Zero? Nothing?

The uncontrollable tears stream down my face my hands tremble with anger my brain is numb from hurt I reach out slowly inching closer and closer just to get pushed back the pressure of...

Motorbike Woman

Her black leather pants cling to her small womanly curves her top is low-cut her shiny black boots have high heels she is draped lusciously over a black motorbike her sensuality is disturbed only...