Drama Queen

You’re too nervous and edgy I want to scream every time You call my name Your hide and seek Eavesdropping Tip toe to catch someone Paranoia Is out of control My gut is in knots Doing jumping jacks As my eyes cut short Your useless…

Friend…7pm

Are you my friend?   Do you even know my name? Can you remember my birthday? Do you answer when I call? Do you call on me only when you fall?   Are you my friend?   Do you say a prayer for me? have…

“I”

This crazy mind of mine Roaming around… Between I and ME And last night a Faceless voice Startle me, I asked who are you ? It replied “I” Than a unfamiliar Gust of wind asked me The reason of my sorrow I wrote on wet…

Today, I…6pm

Lord, Today I made mistakes I’m sure I called Your name in vain. I know that I wasn’t always kind And at some point I may have caused someone to cry.   Lord, Today I wanted to get it right. I wanted to be joyous…

Why? …5pm

You inspire me. But I don’t want you to!! I’m afraid of what you would do to me if I let you in. But do you even want to be let in? Do you want to be my inspiration? My Muse? The truth is… Whether…

Picture, Picture on the Wall…4pm

We are the picture of society that we want to see. We have to make the choice that creates a world that can make us proud. But when parents neglect their duties, And children refuse to grow. When teachers choose not to teach, And students choose…

Summer’s End

” Summer’s End” Summer is at its end, this summer night has fallen. Sadly the crickets song is silent, For the weather has grown too cold for them too bear. Summer where have you gone? You came and went oh so quickly. Soon my noisy home…

The Ballad of Meowleen the Airship Pirate, part 3

The ship descended in the dead of night But the pirates had their amber lights They armed themselves with rayguns readySoon as the ship had landed steady They broke in, silent as they could To explore and steal just like they shouldStrangely, though, there were…

New Forest

Running through the shadows of a newly found forest brass and copper lined the paths   shifting chanting notion less being still and silent In the mist   Fleece is sent through the mill making wool so cool and thrill   Tens of Thousands days…

Young criminals

We’re allowed to shoot them these days, those pesky little brats they get three written warnings, then that’s the end of that; we pack them off to cryogenics to wait their turn to die, when we’ve got a group of ten we get to end…