Put this gun to my head and pull the trigger
Put this gun to my head and watch me shiver
As the cold dense exotic metal
Presses against my perspiring temple
And I feel all the feelings I dreamt years before
Come back to haunt me for ever more
And I ask you to give me the death I sought
Justice for all the pain that I wrought
When I travelled the world with sass and pride
I thought the only way was to leave them to decide
Decide whether to follow my way or be done
Force their backs to be breaking in the sun
And then I'd leave away and never care
How they'd escape, how their families despair
Because I was cruel and without hope
I was the demon others could not cope
And the hate came to me swift and true
I suffered the consecutive consequences right through
They burnt and hunted me like a beast
Proud to mount my horns and feast
Upon my flesh as I was subject to scorn
All the way to the day I was born
I curse that day with all my heart
For it was the worst from the very start
It was a red day when blood ran thick
And people drank their sorrows and were sick
In their lovers' beds and on their sheets
Bleeding out for many weeks
You see
I was born on a cursed day
And there was never going to be a way
That I would be a man called good
A man of justice, a man who could
So now I look at you friend and plea
To end my life that is empty
I'm a soulless devil, beyond all love
A coward without the confidence of a dove
As she flies from ark over sea to shore
To bring back that single olive branch
There's not a chance
Of hope
Anymore
A collection of poems and short stories, from a long time ago and from today. Some are light hearted, others are more serious, some are simply extracts from larger pieces of ficiton I am writing.
Saturday, 13 February 2016
15/02 Put this gun
Friday, 12 February 2016
12/02 Doomsday clock
Let us seek the purpose
Of the midnight hour
When the clock strikes over
Let us see the minute come
Come closer to the north
Closer to the dozen
Two being insane,
Ten being safe
Let us watch our world
Sink into despair
As we turn the minute closer
11/02 Death deserved
You come to kill me
Me of many sins
You come to face me
And burn my in flames
But I am remorseful
I have much sorrow
I sit here waiting
For you to come
And I'm crying tears
Wednesday, 10 February 2016
10/02 Pray to thee
I pray to thee
Oh immortal being
That lives above
And watches
I pray to thee
Oh glorious one
Who sits on high
And keeps me whole
I pray to thee
Who never fades
And will never let go
Of me as I sigh
I pray to thee
Oh one magnificent
And I say to thee
I ask into thee
Where am I to go?
09/02 Heaven to hell
What did you say
When the bells rang that day
And nothing went your way
What did you say?
What did you do?
When we went forwards to
That place of your doom
What did you do?
Where did you go?
When we went down below
To the place of no snow
Where did you go?
You flew up too high
That you touched the sky
Gravity made you fly
Then you came down
With a crash
And a thud
Tuesday, 9 February 2016
08/02 Meta 3
Behind one day
Of my poem per day
And so I say
This is a poem
What makes a poem a poem
But the expression it brings
The joy it brings
The song it sings
The sound it rings
In your ear
Ringing clear