I’ve been thinking
About my epitaph
But I’ve no idea
What it should say
Maybe they’ll just use
A photograph
To keep the ghouls
At bay
"All my life's buried here, heap earth upon it"
I’ve been thinking
About my epitaph
But I’ve no idea
What it should say
Maybe they’ll just use
A photograph
To keep the ghouls
At bay
A heart
Dejected
Words
Neglected
People
Rejected
Yet challenge
Accepted
It may be the season
To be jolly
But for this heathen
There is no such folly
I hope
You’re sleeping soundly
All tucked up
In your bed
I hope that guilt
Isn’t shouting too loudly
Inside your pretty
Little head
I hope
You’re remembering proudly
All those actions
That you took
And I hope
You’re realising quite roundly
How I no longer
Give a fuck
What do you do
When times get tough
And the love you have
Just isn’t enough
When you can’t see a way
Through all this stuff
And you’re both now stranded
In the rough
Having realised that
When all’s said and done
There is no such thing
As a hole in one
Fuck knows why
I picked a zoo
I couldn’t think
Of anything worse
Starting something
Amid such abuse
Could only prove
To be a curse
Swipe Right
How’s
about
it
Just
us
two
Fancy
a
walk
Visit
the
zoo
Get
a
beer
Eat
some
food
Spend
the
night
Being
terribly
rude
(Originally Posted 25.02.2020)
I’ve never been one
For writing pretty
As you can probably tell
From this little ditty
Rhubarb
Searching
for
light
Raised
in
darkness
Our
numbers
grow
Despite
the
sparseness
(Originally Posted 22.11.2019)
It’s better to have loved and lost
Than to never have loved at all
And it’s better to hide the knives,
I find,
To protect your abdominal wall
The Dagger
At
least
I don’t
feel pain
anymore
As my
insides
spill
to the
floor
(Originally Posted 04.09.2020)
You appear to me in a way
That is beyond my cognition
Emerging slowly into the light
As a ghostly apparition
I hear you whisper softly
How it is now your mission
To close the void between us
And put an end to Deaths partition
Mausoleum
In
the
graveyard
Of
my
mind
Is
where
the
memories
Of
us
reside
So
when
I’m
alone
In
the
dead
of
night
I
walk
the
tombs
Of
our
love’s
plight
(Originally Posted 23.06.2020)
Made me laugh out loud, this one
As it really is quite blunt
It never ceases to amaze me
How I can be such a
Con trol freak, at times
Trust Issues
Somebody
once
told
me
It will
all be
OK in
the end
Well, that
person
lied
to me
And so
is no
longer
my friend
(Originally Posted 16.06.2020)
That thing
You were speaking of
Well, I think I’ve found it
Now I’m out of my head
And in your bed
I don’t think I’ll ever quit
I can’t think of another ditty
Or come up with a different rhyme
Not when what I write is so shitty
More than half of the time
I can empathise
And respond in kind
Take my cue
From many a sign
But there is no way
I can read your mind
Down a silent
Telephone line
So now you’re back
You think I’ll crack
And give you my heart again
Well I’ve changed tack
And jumped into the sack
With your (much fitter) best friend
As you don’t seem
To get it
I’ll explain it again
Real quick
It wasn’t your love
I wanted
It was merely your
Conversation
It was she
Who stopped my hands from shaking
She
Who stopped my head from aching
She
Who stopped my voice from quaking
So why can’t she stop
My heart from breaking?
Time is running out
She said
Remember we’re on the clock
I wish you’d just stop checking
He said
And focus on my… shoulder
With cider
A go go
And knickers
A yo yo
The experience
A so so
Anything more
A no no
Forgive and forget
That’s what they say
Be the bigger person
Just walk away
Well I must be cut
From a different cloth
For I’ll never tire
Of unleashing my wroth
Down a shot
Smoke a blunt
Either way
You’re still a cunt
Nobody says ‘potahto’
I know that it
Has been a while
But sure as eggs is eggs
You do have such
A winning smile
And a cracking pair of legs
Looking up to the sky
This foreboding feeling grows
As I see the unkindness of ravens
And hear the murder of crows
Life without you recently
Certainly has been gloomy
Even if my heart is now
That little bit more roomy
There’s a small amount of comfort
But it quickly becomes a chore
And when he tries to converse
You remember why he’s such a bore
Love is patient
Love is kind
Love is a pain
In the proverbial behind
Are
you
sure
we're
done
here
He
said
You've
got
nothing
more to
say?
Other
than
shove
those
candles
up your
arse
She
said
Happy
fucking
birthday!
Run around
Jump up and down
There’s a new love in town!
He’s really neat
And ever so sweet
This black heart skips a beat
I think that now
I’m ready for more
I want him to whisk me
Across the dancefloor
“If I was to ever
Look for another muse
It wouldn’t be you
Who I would choose
For I’d much rather
Pick someone smart
With the open mind of a Liberal
But without the bleeding heart”
Lying
here
in
this
strange
bed
Wondering
what
was
going on
inside
my head
Trying
to
ignore
this
feeling
of dread
Wishing
I had
chosen
to stay
at home
instead
Let us
roam
amongst
the
heather
Laugh
out loud
betwixt
the
blether
Kiss
amidst
this
stormy
weather
Until
we
come
undone
together
If only I could
If only you would
But we both know it couldn’t
Come to any good
Some
days
I am
acutely
awareThat
you
have
much
more
fun
than
meI
suppose
it’s
not
that
hard
to
believeGiven
my
penchant
for
misery
You
calledMy
LordBut
didn’t
waitFor
the
answerI
was
appalledMy
LordTo
find
youSuch
a chancer
Wind
Howling
Strangers
Prowling
Dogs
Growling
Me
Scowling
– Obviously
I’ve
often
been
trickedIn
my
lifeBut
rarely
ever
been
treatedSo
it
shouldn’t
beAny
wonder
reallyWhy
I always
sound so
defeated
One step
Two step
Three step
Four
Just
Keep
Walking
To
The
Door
Five step
Six step
Seven step
Eight
You
Will
Never
Be
My
Soul
Mate
Well
far
be it
for
little
old me
To
distract
you
from
your
reverie
But
I really
need
to make
you see
Before
I’ve
drowned
in my
misery
You
only
want
me
now
Because
he
says
he
does
Well
you
had
your
chance
But
you
rebuffed
my
advance
So go
jump
in front
of a
bus
One
day
I will
write
novelsAll
about
you
and
meOf
how
we left
those
hovelsAnd
found
our
sanctuary
Who
could
believe
we’d
get
this
That
we’d
ever
again
share
a kiss
That
both
our
hearts
a beat
would
miss
That
we’d be
together
bathed
in bliss
‘When sorrows come, they come not single spies, but in battalions ‘
‘Tell me about it, my friend, that’s why we deserve fucking medallions’
You’ve
been
on my
mind
today
More
than
any
other
time
If only
it had
inspired
something
epic
And
not this
fucking
awful
rhyme
I
really
only
write
What
everyone
else is
thinking
I just
do what
comes
naturally
And
without
even
flinching
Here
I lieDespite
my wealthMurdered
By my
mental
health
These
blissful
feelings
are all
consumingWho knew
one kiss
would
be so
subsuming
At
first
light
in the
morning
Just
as a
new
day is
dawning
The
birds
issue
their
final
warning
And
the
tears
from
my eyes
start
pouring
Please
stop
your
incessant
noise
Or I’ll
send
round
one of
the boys
I don’t know
who said you
were funny
But I think
you’re pretty
witless
This really
wasn’t worth
the money
As I’m sitting
here bored
shitless
Something tells me this won’t be our last as you’ll realise you want me and will return so fast to where my arms openly await as we slowly allow that twist of fate to keep us ensconced together forever come hell or high water whatever the weather as the love we make is all we need to keep our hearts open and our minds freed
You’d think
now I
have more
time on
my hands
I’d be
thinking
about the
future and
making plans
Yet I
sit here
dwelling on
that one
transgression
Knowing
it’s too
late now
give my
confession
What
is the
point
in any
of this
In
trying
so hard
all this
time?
What
do I
hope to
achieve
anyway
By
writing
this
useless
rhyme?
Please
take no
notice
of me
For I’m
as fucked
as anyone
can be
So don’t
let what
I write
enthrall
As it
is just
words,
after all
You say
you’ve
got it
roughWell I’m
calling
bullshitAs I’m
the one
doing
it toughYou
fucking
hypocrite
When
Where
Why
What
And
Who
Amongst
Us
Gives
A
Fuck?
There’s
so much
power,
In the
scissors
you wield,
It really
makes me
worry.
One slip
of your
hand,
A snip
or two
unplanned,
And I won’t
be going out
in a hurry.
You
have
no
ideaOf
the
endless
busses
I’ve missedSearching
for
my
keysWhen
I’m
not
even
pissed
Will I
always
be like
this
She
asked
Will I
always
be so
sad?
There’s
no point
asking
me
He
said
You’re not
the only
one who’s
been had
Am I over
tired
Or am I just
plain sad
Am I far
too wired
Or simply
going mad
Does it
really matter
For I think
we can deduct
That as I can’t
stop this chatter
Either way
I’m fucked
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