Introduction

Though I am not an eloquent person, I have always loved the rhyming word of poetry and I have my moments of creativity in this subject matter. I tend to write from emotion, sometimes from experiences and often tell stories of quite simply what is on my mind. Not necessarily writing for anyone in particular, most of the time just writing thoughts. I have been asked to write poems for other people and some are included in this collection. Read, don't read, the choice is yours... and so is your opinion.

Free to share poetry

All of my writing is registered with copyrights, however I am happy to waiver this for my poetry section and should anyone wish to use my work for song lyrics or share on the internet, all I ask is that credit is given to my name by means of common courtesy, thanks. There are certainly reasons behind what I write and I am sure that over time I shall add explanations to accompany each piece and if possible I shall add some imagery too. If you wish to question any of my work, I shall be happy to respond.

Time

Look at all those tiny people, Pinheads on the ground,
They just haven't got a clue, They're rushing all around.
With papers underneath one arm, But do they read the news?
Stripey suits in office blocks, And polished shiny shoes.


Not going to live my life like this, A waste of precious time,
I want all I can get in life, I want to take what's mine.


Time - Is measured by the tears, Unspoken through the years,
The stream of time will run on.
Time - In dark and silent graves, When we've gone all our ways,
The stream of time will run on.
Time - The Goddess of its force, Rolls on its careless course,
The stream of time will run on.
Where has all our time gone, Have we got time to go on?
The stream of time will run, run on.


There's madness in my sanity, Enough to help me live,
My words and songs I write them down, They're all I have to give.
To help so many others, Others just like me,
To prove we all are equal to be what we want to be.


But time is of the essence, And it wont slow down its pace,
The hands of time keep turning, Around its own clock face.


Time - Is measured by the tears, Unspoken through the years,
The stream of time will run on.
Time - In dark and silent graves, When we've gone all our ways,
The stream of time will run on.
Time - The Goddess of its force, Rolls on its careless course,
The stream of time will run on.
Where has all our time gone, Have we got time to go on?
The stream of time will run, run on.


Time, redemption of our soul,
Reflections when we're old,
For each of us to find
We've wasted so much time.


One day I know I'll make it, rise up to the top,
With heaven knocking at the door, Till then never stop.


Time - Is measured by the tears, Unspoken through the years,
The stream of time will run on.
Time - In dark and silent graves, When we've gone all our ways,
The stream of time will run on.
Time - The Goddess of its force, Rolls on its careless course,
The stream of time will run on.
Where has all our time gone, Have we got time to go on?
The stream of time will run, run on.

Poetry Titles:

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