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25.01.2022 Thrown down into that bottomless pit God knew I didn't deserve it There I was on the right hand of the lord My countenance supreme He loved me untoward.... Michael,jealous,had his ear. I would have fought much longer. Chorus: I’m the prince of darkness I’m Beelzebub I’m the fallen Angel I’m back to claim my throne I’m Amon,Amjad,Azazel, Babazel, Baleem Baphomet, Give me my throne. My four wings hold me aloft and even in this furnace of suffering I reign over tortured souls heaven knows they seek revenge. And out of of all this pain and suffering I will lead an army of the damned. Chorus: I’m the prince of darkness I’m Beelzebub I’m the fallen Angel I’m back to claim my throne I’m Amon,Amjad,Azazel, Babazel, Baleem Baphomet, Give me my throne. Have the followers of Christ made this world better? In god's name evil has been done. We know my art is black but I shall endeavour to make the world a better place I shall unify all in the spirit of a dark brotherhood. Chorus: I’m the prince of darkness I’m Beelzebub I’m the fallen Angel I’m back to claim my throne I’m Amon,Amjad,Azazel, Babazel, Baleem Baphomet, Give me my throne. The light shall be dark and righteousness wrong. So now follow me brothers and sisters into the Satanic revolution Follow me to the other way no middle path We are bound for the war of ecstasy The rise to evil over good. And as he wiped the last of his meal from the corners of his mouth a satanic smile embraced his face. Chorus: I’m the prince of darkness I’m Beelzebub I’m the fallen Angel I’m back to claim my throne I’m Amon,Amjad,Azazel, Babazel, Baleem Baphomet, Give me my throne. A heavy metal song inspired by Who Knows.
24.01.2022 I’ve come to the end of the world where shadows come to die and silver waves Lit by sun that the clouds blink shut like a closing Eye. ... Where crusted rocks and hoodies meet both whipped by Southern winds and colours blend beneath our feet and dolphins surf the end of day waving fins. As far as Eye can see its sea and sky And on the sand our feet sink deep today is not the day to die.
23.01.2022 She walked into the bricklayer's arms it was late almost time for bed, Her uniform was tartan blue a small beret on her head. A gin and tonic please make it a double was all she said. I served her drink with a wink and was rewarded with smile. She lit up a cig and took a swig and hung around a little while,... The bar had closed she had to go and waved as she left the room The place now seemed sad and lost their hung a certain gloom. The duke box played its final tune it was a horse with no name my only hope as she left was that i would see her again. I looked through the door and watched as she walked towards her car. Her aroma still lingered there it was Givenchy trois. Thats where the story starts we all know where it ends. Written for Danuta: always missed always loved.
22.01.2022 Trio Different minds one love Looking out Looking in One word... One look Changes everything. Swift winds blow the dust of despair towards us We hide. Then in the night the rain falls like ice cubes on tin roofs Thunder claps applauding our humanity Morning sun warms our hearts Songs of birds teach us to forgive. A new day begins.
21.01.2022 I remember the day you were Born The sky was all dark The clouds raggy and torn. There was a wind from the north blowing leaves in the... Park. I waited for your arrival not knowing a thing Then you came to us all red and Angry Attached to your mum on a piece of string. You shouted very loudly which gave me a start Then opened your eyes and captured my heart. Now you are 40 you claim middle age You’re a yogi and also a mixed up sage. You’re a daughter,a worry,but mostly a friend And I love you That’s the end.
21.01.2022 Sitting sipping soda in a shopping mall I saw my dead fathers young face in A passing stranger It stopped my heart and took me back to a place I haven't visited for a long time. ... There was a feeling of loss and of old misunderstandings, memories, Sadness and shame, Most of all unresolved feelings and I needed to weep. Weep for my lost youth, my dearest happy memories. Weep for the little boy confused and restless Sob, sob irritable and discontented let them flow! Let this gentle rain soften me, let my hardened heart be allowed to heal. And when the weeping was done and the sadness lifted A feeling of content infused myself A Bisto moment This is how it should be, this is feeling This is being, this is me a human being Not doing. Glad is the heart that understands the soul! Full is the life that accepts the finite! Joy is answer to the dullness of life forgetting the ego! And then I began to pray: Dear Lord Buddha grant me acceptance Help me to me gracious Let me be kind Give me wisdom Tell my dead parents and brother I love them Please be my friend Thank my Father for what he gave me And my Mother! Thanks for my life. See more
21.01.2022 I could not believe !You didn’t know I was looking at you when you raised your arms to open the garage door In your footless tights and see through white top you looked about 17 My Heart flopped like a frog falling into a pond, !I could not believe how much I could love another person. You are so not conscious of how you look, slim bum and shushed hair I saw you ascend the stair of the Belvoir theatre... That’s my wife I said to myself and blessed the day I met you. !Over hummus and tabouli I watched as you interacted with friends you have smouldering eyes of kohl And a presence, You are not aware of, or are you? And at the end of the night David kissed and hugged you, then I could see how much you meant to other people, !And I realised that you my wife and partner how much you mean to me. I could not believe how much I could love another person. !KB See more
19.01.2022 They looked so fucking cool they had buttons on the fly and were tapered just right, there were studs around the pockets and stitching like a bird. They looked like cowboy pants and should've had some guns! He said they have just got here they're Levi 501's.
17.01.2022 Loves last beat beneath my breast in pain, a silent moan escapes my soul It streaked like pavements after rain, Why does the dark bring on this trial? Chorus: Crying seems to make it easy Crying seems to ease the pain I don’t mind crying if I have to... Crying is my gentle rain. When life was sweet and hopes was not in vain And times shared kept our bodies whole Our laughter was as solid as a chain We explored it all with no self denial. Chorus: No one could fault us when in our magic mode We walked together in step my love As alike as stars we shone along that road I was the hand you were the glove. Chorus: So what happened that made it dark between us? Has the spark been doused at last? Was it you or me that turned our back on Venus? Who will be the one that looks in fondness on the past? Chorus:
14.01.2022 There is music in the air! Not wifi. I hear a baby cry Not hungry Crow caw... Later at night frogs a beautiful chorus If they were monks they would stop at the abbots call But they are nature’s singers Croak and hop guys No religion. See more
13.01.2022 And I would place a piece of quartz in a moorland stream So that in the moonlight it would attract you by its spark. I would shine like a moonbeam In the night So you could find your keys in... The dark. And if you ever find your lost I’d be your Google maps If you just be my love you would not need any apps. See more
08.01.2022 You poor thing in your own glass bowl Around and around searching for a soul We can only watch and think you are so beautiful Your mouth it opens closes and shuts... What are you saying? Save me save me! I will take you away from bowl and voyeur Place you in the sea near reefs and cool air Where nobody gawps at your fine grace and swish Where you can live and not have to be Anything but a fish!
08.01.2022 How i miss you in your blue serge trousers with the red stripe running down the side,your beery breath and stubbly chin and warm stringy postman smell, i hurt you so much maybe because i knew i could, i knew you would forgive. a Wandsworth sage you were well ahead of your time a civil servant hippy,Eco warrior who saw men die,but would not tell if you had killed,but hoped you hadn’t.You said your nickname was the mole the fastest one to dig a hole and get down it,that always ...Continue reading
07.01.2022 So there I stood feeling like an alien in a mysterious world, my underpants chafing, my ear running and my teeth itching, my hair stuck up like a hayrick and I was being wrapped by my mother in a gabardine raincoat three sizes too big (you’ll grow into it) a large woollen scarf was being wound round me and safety pinned at the back and gloves sewn onto elastic were pulled onto my already freezing hands. My first day at school! My older brother Bob was to take me on this freez...Continue reading
03.01.2022 AWAKE Awake boldly brave man your slumber over what sights have you seen? Was it that away from us you had to travel alone? Did you ride a steed of black or roan? Which name gave you to your mount Arion? Balios? Xanthos?... Now you are returned do you hold your tongue for our sakes? We that waited patiently for your return, our broken warrior our love will put you back together. And we shall wait our ears are ready for your tales from beyond. And while recovery begins, let angels be in your corner. We know your journey gave you so much pain, remember there is always sunshine after rain. Talk to us again we will be your campfire for you to tell your tales around. Footnote: This was written for a friend who was in a coma.
03.01.2022 She had Tourette’s and smelt of cigarettes fuck fuck she said. Her lips they tasted like candles Then she removed her blouse Much aroused Please ... Don’t look at my love handles! Her eyes were like saucers as I manouvered her to the cot And when I kissed her She really lost the plot I felt her arms around me with a welcoming Embrace Her hair was long and tangled And covered up Her face Outside the wind was shrieking I heard the windows rattling And when she came it was the sound of a Gatling Gun that is. And now she’s gone all I have are her hairs in my brush Her perfume still on the pillow No phone number. See more
03.01.2022 Toast has left for rainbow bridge his tail was up and twitching he went of his own accord probably because there wasn’t any food in the kitchen Toasts last stand was against some nosey dogs he’d latched himself on one face and was shook off like chippings from cut logs.
03.01.2022 Still putting bits and pieces up short story coming soon.
02.01.2022 The Yorkshire wedding: The guests they came from far and near Some on a crowded plane Others drove their cars Some they came by train. ... The clans were early in their meeting To see if all was good and tea was sipped And G&T And lovely ales from the wood. And on the day when the bride stepped down the Aisle Along side her dad All eyes were wet For all were truly glad. And when her hand was joined with her man of choice The choir sang and all the tribes Rejoiced. All forgot about themselves and skeletons in The closets Even though those boney ghosts Were straining to escape The love that shone that day Through some struggling Clouds Softened all the tribal hearts And mouths were all agape!
01.01.2022 I remember the smell of the brewery prices's candles and Booth's gin And later in life with the soundtrack of Ian Dury pub crawls with my mate named Flynn. The sound of the railway at the end of my street Bike rides on the common a swim in the pond,... Cold winter nights with rain and sleet My Mum doing the cleaning wishing for a magic wand. See more
01.01.2022 I took myself down to Murrumbidgee !The Haunt of the barking owl !I felt you people you Wiradjuri !I felt the swiftness and sound of that river !Glad that the willows and box thorn are gone !And the river gum and she oak thrive. !I watched the swift parrot land upon the wattle... I felt you distant brothers The only way we can repay the unjust deeds done Is to strip back the Ash,Palm,Cedar The only way we can pay our respect is to sit here Beside the great river and dream. See more
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