Monday, 28 December 2009

worthless EMOTION

Tell me your secrets,

lined in silver,
snow lies,
and whispers,
Are we but what?
Yet not what we want,
envisaged, desires, hopes,
to those who have the courage to dream


Wednesday, 23 December 2009

To live lives

Let us live our lives free from troubles,

behind a veil of self content myrrh
let the champagne flow, ice and bubbles,
and may the fireplace roar, our desires purr
Let us live amongst laughter and cheer,
may our hearts be forever filled with summer
consign to oblivion worries and fears,
and the world continue to fill with wonder.

As for those who can live their lives as said,
no mortal nearer the gods may tread.


Saturday, 19 December 2009


What are our friendships?

Fleeting meetings?
Acquaintances, fading to memories?
A splash of colour in our otherwise grey lives?
Or is it something more?
A lasting compainionship,
straining shoulders,
pillars, welcome amnesia,
opioid from life


Thursday, 17 December 2009


He said to me 'I'm scared sir'

Do I have what it takes?
The ability? The resilience?
How can I face what we face?
Do what we do?
Get up every morning and take on the world?
I replied.
If courage is to face what we fear,
how can we be courageous without it?
For there can be no light without darkness.


Monday, 14 December 2009

Christmas Toast

May the best you've ever had be the worst you'll ever be

From discomfort, fear and trouble forever shall be free,
May your hearts leave this place full of joy and cheer,
Now lets eat, drink and be merry, Christmas Tide is here.


Friday, 11 December 2009

Love Is

Love is kind, Love is gentle,

Love is forgiving, Love is committed.
It does not seek revenge,
nor is it proud or vengeful.
Love dedicates wholly,
sacrifices regardless,
loves unconditionally.

Love is absolute, irresistible,
It cannot be hidden or ignored.
It fuels our desires, our passions,
It is the cause of our actions,
and the raise from our failures.

Love is everything one seeks,
a gift bestowed, found
It gives us reason for being
and without it we are but empty vessels,
without purpose or direction,
condemned to a life
of passionless emotion


Tuesday, 8 December 2009

If it is the opium

Forced upon, necessary, but not as so
Is god needed for lessons in morality?
Will human conscience not suffice?
For if religion is the opium of the masses
Schools are the administrator


Saturday, 5 December 2009

Walls of love

It won't always be easy,

you and I,
hardships and tribulation
argument and worries.
We will face the storm of life,
and though winds of discord,
and hails of misfortune
must be endured,
our house shall not fall.
For we have built it strong,
upon foundations of trust and care,
foundations deep rooted
in tutelage and dependence.
So that when we face cyclones of contoversy
we shall face it together.
Safe behind our walls


Revelry of Belief

Awaken from your revelry!

The numbers cry
For we can define your false numen,
in figures and explanation.
Sunset, Apollo's Chariot?!
Saturnalia, Christ birth?!
But still the people shout back defiant,
we are happy in our ways,
do not open our eyes to the light,
for we have lived in darkness for so long,
that the truth is painful.


Thursday, 3 December 2009


Woken, crash to reality,

the unfamiliar scent,
wrapped around the room.
Hair draped across my face,
an extra arm sprouting across my chest,
from the nameless body.
Not a Salome Ann Duffy body,
though I'm sure the allure was present
if now faded.

And now once again,
I escape the cave of whatsername,
to my next pursuit


Tuesday, 1 December 2009

Empty Pursuits

What do they hope for?

those who pursue it.
It does not heal or enlighten,
strengthen or richen
It is the most shallow of all pursuits,
and indeed the pursuers,
shall soon find them selves falling amongst the grains,
for if all you existence amounts to
is chasing fame for fame's sake,
it is a life built on sand
and liable to come crashing down around you.


Monday, 30 November 2009


As celestial comets crash from the black,

fire tails, light, heavy,
The upturned King, cast aside crown,
scepter broken, walls crumble
Chains of oppression unlocked?
Or the door to chaos of modern?



As babbilings of a drunkard,

are dismissed as delusions,
so too should the affliction of religion.
Perhaps its time for the world to sober up?


Thursday, 26 November 2009

Sacrifice for This

This is the decisions never told

This the truth undercover,
This is the boy never reach old
This is the tears of weeping lover
This is the sparkle in his eye,
This is the laughter on his face
This is emotion turned to die,
This is the dreams he cannot chase

This is the sacrifice he made,
This is the choice not undone,
This is the courage never fade,
This is honor 'gainst the gun,
This is the pain he cannot feel,
This is the release that will shall bring,
This is the scars that never heal
This is the forever worn ring.

This is the hearts that cannot hide,
This is the tears wept for the fight
This is the pride we feel inside,
This is the memory of our Knight
This is the neccessity that taken,
This is the bravery of our son,
This is the sacrifice required,
in the war thats never won


Sunday, 22 November 2009


86% theists.

86% wrong.
Misguided Mortals! Open your eyes!


Shared Emotion

Now I know I don't know you,

but I'm sure I've seen your ghosts.
I'm sure I've shared your worries.
Easily distinguishable, lack of bounce,
the downward tug on red edge.
Bridges burnt, ties severed,
leaving me and you and us,
trapped off at all sides.

Yet amongst the synonymous tide,
the death of individualism,
is a welcome relief
in our shared loneliness.


Friday, 20 November 2009

What is Morality?

Morality is conscience voiced,

principle in action,
values announced
and rectitude of judgement.

It is the natural law of justice,
imparted from the soul,
from the heart, from within,
submersed by of flaws,
and released by our humanity


Monday, 16 November 2009

The Curse

Can you hear those jewels tumble from the crown?
Can you see the stars in crepuscule gowned?
Can you feel those colours in grey drown?
Can you taste that sky turn black and brown?
Can you see that sun stop flashing round?
And do the words seem lost in sound?
Do you see the moon face turn to frown?
such is the curse of boredom.


Thursday, 12 November 2009

Remembrance Roses

They cared

They cared for the values of truth and honour,
loyalty and courage,
comradeship and heroism,
the strength to stand up for what's right,
in face of evil and adversity.
They cared for their country,
their fellows, their friends,
their brothers their family.
They cared for truth and allegiance,
fidelity and duty
principle and virtue,
integrity and righteousness.
They cared enough to make
the ultimate sacrifice,
shared and final.
And now these values must live on in us,
not just within these remembrance roses,
less their sacrifice be in vain.
They care


Tuesday, 10 November 2009

Wrongdoing and Character

The acceptance of wrongdoing is not an easy admittance,

most live their lives estimable and inculpable,
attempting in their own humble way,
to propagate morality within their universe.
Futile? Perhaps.
For this spectrum of colour and Cimmerian Shade
is far greater than the Lilliputian actions that we undertake.
However, admittance is a necessity if we are to continue,
lest the fire of guilt, be it a spark or an inferno,
destroy you from the inside.
For to ire is part of human nature,
embedded into the depths of our soul,
but it is not what a man does,
but what a man thinks of what he has done,
that truly defines his character


Saturday, 7 November 2009

From god?

Celestial wisdom to know what's right
Deity imparted conscience that can
Providence justice to judge the blight
Are found deep within the soul of man


Friday, 6 November 2009


Intellect that none can measure,

Wit to install the grandest pleasure
Daring whilst under commodious pressure,
that is mankind's greatest treasure


Thursday, 5 November 2009


For never was such beauty seen,

than in the moon of shine and gleam,
lording above the blossom drops
where tears did fall, and lovers stop


Insignificant questions

There is a reason for being,

I must believe that with every fiber of mine,
for what are we without purpose?
An empty shell? Merely a vessel?
A collection of atoms, intricately formed,
yet still of little significance against
the backdrop of trillions.

We are born, we live, we die.
So are we really so much greater than a flower,
whose entire significance for being is to produce?
What do we mean in the grand scheme?
Are we really a cosmic accident?
Just an incident? Something that just happened?

No, I say these questions don't matter,
For it is not our synonymous destination,
but the choices on the path we take,
that truly defines us.


Saturday, 31 October 2009

Corruption of Power

It has been said that power corrupts,

that many men can withstand adversity,
the true test comes with the possession of power.
It is far easier to blame an instigator, than address the cause;
the very nature of man is corrupted


How odd

How odd it should be, that those

with the most noble of intentions, to protect, help, serve,
are never regarded more than a little inconvenience,
in the quest for fun


Friday, 30 October 2009


Lords, Gods, Kings. Is that what we think we are?

We have power over every living creature on the planet,
we can converse with others on the other side of the globe,
we have traveled beyond our own atmosphere.
Lives that are prolonged, more comfortable.
Our every want and need catered for.
But their's a world outside your door;
how many people are happy?



We are called blind, heartless, dispassionate.

Lacking in conscience, morals and values.
Yet I say, who is it that lacks the conscience;
he who is told what is wrong, or he who knows what is
wrong?For how long shall the intellects, those who dare to question,
be suppressed by the amaurotic, the fearful and the ignorant teachings
that is religion?



We are surrounded, you and I, the free-thinkers,

those who dare to question, ask and debate,
by those too blind to see the truth, or too
scared to accept it.


I should like

I should like to think that

one day, we shall be sitting
on a bench together, wondering
where the time has gone.


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