The petals which open
the heart awoken
then begin to decay
the love is the same love
as I had first
leaves me cursed
and yet singularly its all I have
a smash and grab
god singular
going for the jugular
a vampire
who’s name has no meaning
blood wine
and bread flesh
can’t contain
the rain that falls
Or the sun that shines
but from your diamond tears
I form mine.
The night bathes the moon
in the gloom only the white of the moon shows
save the distant stars
I am gazing
at the moon
wondering whether it knows
about the sun
The one it reflects
and yet is hidden
I sometimes think
that I am the night to your day
but heaven is humility or so they say
but the moon when full
is beautiful in a different way.
You ask the devil why she can’t save the world
the silence is wounding.
It betrays
slays the meaning,
driven home.
Is god into much of a coma
to answer from his throne?
Alexandria defender of man
The woman who said she was the devil
Who won’t reveal her pain
Only the scars on her wrist
All you needed to save the world was love
Like the scars told me.
Oh you believe heaven is a heart beat away
It floats away like a summers day
all entrances fade to grey
all your dreams turn to night
you gave away all your sadness it turned to madness and fright
bleeding affray, in moons sight
wolves are wolves
but even they bask under the moons glow
you believe your dreams aren’t hollow
but how many lives must you lead
to know heaven is here it’s every story told
you play a character, you are freedoms child.
I sit and think of you
Our dates
The courting
the tender kisses
the way you are my Mrs
Our children and the way they’ve grown
the loneliness of our divorce
then I realise it’s all my mind
we haven’t even known each other that long
but in my head our connection our bond
makes we want to belong
in your life
even if it’s just fantasy lived in 10 mins
I feel like I could live a lifetime in your eyes
dreaming under starry skies.
The villain
I am so nasty
people stand aghast
I am so bad
you feel a draft
on a summers day
murderous glances pave the way
I am sick, I am ill
babe with every hero it’s a battle of wills
I am so abrasive
I am like invasive surgery
I am so evil I burn bibles and call it purgatory
the devil herself could learn from me
I want pounds of flesh so burn with me
I am deathly shade
stalking the sun
I am the nightmare
in the night you run
I am evil
I told you to die
but chances are you’re petrified
I am so dishevelled
I make Darth Sidious look sprightly
Sith Lords can’t fight me
With just one flick of my fingers
and death lingers
I am psychologically deranged
so psychopathically strange
you wondered if I was ever sane
I just got back from Frankenstein’s lab
I killed the hulk yes I am that strong and bad
I framed Sherlock Holmes
and made him into an heroin addict
cause all my plays our that strategic
I even cheat death
in fact I own Azrael’s blade
I am villain, the one you crave.
The angels cast into the fire
the saviour on a cross his soul hangs by the wire
hung on a tree for them to see
the angels die and so sleep
They creep into children’s daydreams.
Reincarnated as a hawk like man
It’s his fate to seek the goddess before it’s too late
to bring her back to the kaleidoscopic fold
but he will die alone when he gets old
ghosts are the only ones who believe
they will wait for his soul to be made free
the key to the universe is strength through love
but his mortal coil is the oil which ignites
it’s his fate…
They held me down in the hospital
I screamed your name I as the needle punctured my skin
sedated
All I wanted was love
but the angels don’t answer
they just sleep
even the demons weep
is the price too steep?
I broke into house just to talk to one of your many faces
When life is a bruised fruit
do you have the roots
like a tree to rescue me?
heaven is sunlights kiss
but I am in the dark
Our divine spark is pain.
In the mirth of a daydream
time spent hiding from the world
whether you are a boy or a girl
don’t hide
arrive with eyes wide
opening to see your potential displayed
sway the people to see
sow the seed
make plans
Show your worth
this is the turf
where the birth
of thoughts and ideas meet
make your worth known.
I am not an octopus
I am a poet who bleeds ink
I sink, words tattoo the page
blood and scars
look at the way
my love is tar
thick like blue ichor
of the gods
I love you like anxiety from afar
butterflies and broken tickers
hearts on fire
with the oil of desire.