Lonely people

Only people 

with hidden sparks of divinity

looking into the mirror 

getting shivers 

and quivers 

Looking for love but love doesn’t deliver

another endeavour 

feat of the gods 

the odds 

and ends of messages 

we send 

The revolving door

of lives 

when will hope truly arrive 

karma 

another charmer 

but a bell chimes

and it alarms us

we are living fast food lives

Our souls the only thing 

that isn’t disposable 

water hoses us down 

but we can’t get to the deep

conversations

we permanently seek to leave words 

of comfort even if they are lies 

and we surrounded by people 

with mole like eyes.

Forever lonely only children 

love is more than certainty

Vampire state of mind

Is it unkind 

to say I don’t mind

at least you’d be my beautiful death

kill all of me silence my breath.

 

Everything is backwards

even the devil 

and god is a good dog

to its owner

I am a loner

with a wild heart

I was born so alive at the start

why did the sun depart from my life

now regret is my wife.

 

Tears nurture god’s plants

We want a way to cosmic balance dance

to meet our other half

I grasp the staff of pessimism 

a schism of my madness

I know I can walk

and am wild

but the child I am is a dreamer

and screaming for belonging

In someones eyes maybe I can find a home

it is no good being a king on a throne

in a kingdom with no one left

I wait for you to make peace

but there is no relief

I love you, it’s more than certainty

I spurn answers

For your answer would set me free

I love you lady you hold all my keys

I begging you please 

at least hold me in your embrace

this poem is a but words

but chords might play

if you love me I pray.

The devil is a dog who lives alone

The devil is a dog who lives alone
No roots to break through his heart of stone
He sits alone in his despair
No devil may care attitude to wear
life is love and connection
no time for too much introspection
He often reminisces in the fortress his home
but death is regret and the drone of tv
I wish he says I had a heart
the memories I have pick me apart
But at the end it’s tv meals
that steal our time
Moments spent with others,chime
they are our reason to live
people are our reason to give.