Oblivion
Is a rolling thunder, it is a dark horse riding
It is in the sky
And under, cover of the horizon
The ships of blue will see it too
In the depths of the waters passing by them
Oh Oblivion, oblivion
Live on you crazy diamond
Oblivion is you, it is the fear
That it will all be gone
Oblivion is me, it is sad to hear
I will never hear your song
Oblivion you wanted,
Yet you wanted the very best
But you always pushed out from the crowd
Always rode the proud waves crest
Oblivion through all we see
The double dutch of witch craftery
Never more pressing than the song
Now into oblivion you are gone
Thursday, 7 May 2020
Oblivion / live on
I like to write poetry and perform it at poetry nights. I've been writing some form of it since school years.
Mirror, mirror
Well I'm broken, I'm shattered
On the ground I'm in pieces
Glass shards scatter
Each a synthesis of your thesis
Well its all that mattered
Yes I brought you great wealth
And all I ever did was show you yourself
Mirror mirror on the wall
Mark my words this time
Before you fall
Seven years bad luck
If you don't remember me at all
You can never get back
What you broke,
You'll end up looking like some kind of joke
Just turn the other cheek, it's bad for your health
And all I ever did was show you yourself
Don't shoot the messenger
I've commited no crime
Only brought you up to date with a reflection of mine
We can all be sinners, we can all hate
Well you might be beginners but its never too late
The mirror never lies, it sees when he cries
It sees when she states
Her falsehoods like toadstools that grow on rotten stumps
Out in the forest where the hare jumps
Then she picks them and pickles them in jars on the shelf
And all I ever did was show you yourself
You try walking away
But you look over your shoulder
Don't think I missed that,
You think you look older or you're getting fat
I'm not going to lie, Its all in the eye of the beholder
But is it you or I, who needs the help?
And all I ever did was show you yourself
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reflective mood
I like to write poetry and perform it at poetry nights. I've been writing some form of it since school years.
Sunday, 26 April 2020
Glossary of unusual terms no. 1
Template - when it should be warmer than it is by now
I like to write poetry and perform it at poetry nights. I've been writing some form of it since school years.
The call of the wild
They say that time's a healer
And that you will walk in liberty
But I know I cannot hear ya
quite so perfectly
As I wallow in the swamps
And the lowlands of the free
The high hills and the humps
Show me the way to the sea
Oh why can't you hold your horses
Or rein in the deer from the field
I'll be with you down river courses
You will hear the call of the wild
So perfectly
So perfectly
Each Salmon swims up river
Back to the place they were born
Well I was born in that small town
Where the wind blows over the corn
And I hear my name called aloud
I can hear the mission bells
For all those fighting in the sounds
Like an echo down distant well
And I come back like an animal
All instinct, imperfectly
Don't go home like a child
When you hear the call of the wild
So perfectly
So perfectly
And that you will walk in liberty
But I know I cannot hear ya
quite so perfectly
As I wallow in the swamps
And the lowlands of the free
The high hills and the humps
Show me the way to the sea
Oh why can't you hold your horses
Or rein in the deer from the field
I'll be with you down river courses
You will hear the call of the wild
So perfectly
So perfectly
Each Salmon swims up river
Back to the place they were born
Well I was born in that small town
Where the wind blows over the corn
And I hear my name called aloud
I can hear the mission bells
For all those fighting in the sounds
Like an echo down distant well
And I come back like an animal
All instinct, imperfectly
Don't go home like a child
When you hear the call of the wild
So perfectly
So perfectly
I like to write poetry and perform it at poetry nights. I've been writing some form of it since school years.
Romeo at stake
Re-write Romeo and Juliet set in Coronavirus times
What would you say to Romeo if he asked you to go out
When you were on your balcony
But you couldn't go, you had to shout:
Romeo, Romeo where is your mask?
-I sold it, I forgot it, oh why do you ask?
Well I would never kiss a one such as you
Who might give me the plague
With his tongue turned blue
-Oh don't be silly child
This plague is but a trifle
Just a little cold, nothing to stifle
Our love affair of two hearts such as ours
Which are lions of passion and Art writ large
Now I don't want to be the first one to call
For tolerance and temperance
But the writing's on the wall
You should not even be out on the streets this late
Its way past the curfew nevermind love nor hate
-Oh my lady of largess, who commands my heart
Set my fleets rolling, you know they do start
And now you wish to turn them away
At your window bay, let them in your harbour
My good seamen will pay
I like not the cut of your jib, you fib, good sir
You fib, yes you fib, fib, fib
You would say you love me for my heart
But what you really want is my money
Oh you men are all alike
Show you a stocking and you come over all funny
What would you say to Romeo if he asked you to go out
When you were on your balcony
But you couldn't go, you had to shout:
Romeo, Romeo where is your mask?
-I sold it, I forgot it, oh why do you ask?
Well I would never kiss a one such as you
Who might give me the plague
With his tongue turned blue
-Oh don't be silly child
This plague is but a trifle
Just a little cold, nothing to stifle
Our love affair of two hearts such as ours
Which are lions of passion and Art writ large
Now I don't want to be the first one to call
For tolerance and temperance
But the writing's on the wall
You should not even be out on the streets this late
Its way past the curfew nevermind love nor hate
-Oh my lady of largess, who commands my heart
Set my fleets rolling, you know they do start
And now you wish to turn them away
At your window bay, let them in your harbour
My good seamen will pay
I like not the cut of your jib, you fib, good sir
You fib, yes you fib, fib, fib
You would say you love me for my heart
But what you really want is my money
Oh you men are all alike
Show you a stocking and you come over all funny
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love
I like to write poetry and perform it at poetry nights. I've been writing some form of it since school years.
I need to know
I need to know if you love me
I need to know if you care
I need to know if your doves are free
To fly off into the air
I need to know if you use me
I need to know if you dare
I need to know if you colour me
Like you dye your very own hair
I need to know how many there are
I need to know the score
I need to count a penny a car
For every time that you walk out the door
I need to know the margin
I need to know your line
In need to know I'm not arguin'
Wasting each other's time
I need to know the truth
I need to know the lie
I need to be given some proof
And it has got to fly
I need to know the cut to make
Before I hold the knife
I need to know if it is a mistake
To stop the blood to this life
I need to know the blade
I need to know the other side
I need to know how you made
Your very own paradise
I need to feel the weight
I need you to give me the price
Of all the things that hang on the fate
Of this our sacrifice
I need to know the letter
I need to know the law
I need to know you better
Much better than before
I need to know the business
I need to know the rhyme
I need to know if its kismet
Or if it is the century's greatest crime
I need to know your intentions
Before I reveal you mine
I need to know your contention
Then I can be content to follow your line
I need to know if you care
I need to know if your doves are free
To fly off into the air
I need to know if you use me
I need to know if you dare
I need to know if you colour me
Like you dye your very own hair
I need to know how many there are
I need to know the score
I need to count a penny a car
For every time that you walk out the door
I need to know the margin
I need to know your line
In need to know I'm not arguin'
Wasting each other's time
I need to know the truth
I need to know the lie
I need to be given some proof
And it has got to fly
I need to know the cut to make
Before I hold the knife
I need to know if it is a mistake
To stop the blood to this life
I need to know the blade
I need to know the other side
I need to know how you made
Your very own paradise
I need to feel the weight
I need you to give me the price
Of all the things that hang on the fate
Of this our sacrifice
I need to know the letter
I need to know the law
I need to know you better
Much better than before
I need to know the business
I need to know the rhyme
I need to know if its kismet
Or if it is the century's greatest crime
I need to know your intentions
Before I reveal you mine
I need to know your contention
Then I can be content to follow your line
I like to write poetry and perform it at poetry nights. I've been writing some form of it since school years.
Let's put our heads together
Let's put our heads together you and I
We can work it out if we really try
We get to be the detectives, we can be the spies
Two heads are better than one
If you can see it running then I can see it run
You take the steering wheel, I'll put the brakes on
No one can hurt us, we are going, going gone
Let's put our heads together you and I
I wish I could say just how it will turn out
You are right from your side, I am right from mine
The biggest of our problems comes from where we draw the line
Let's put our heads together you and I
I've seen the sun through a looking glass
You've been looking through the rain
I've leant my weight on green, green grass
And its left on you a stain
I think that we can make it, I think we can regain
of the river that has passed, and cross it just the same
Let's put our heads together you and I
We can work it out if we really try
We get to be the detectives, we can be the spies
Two heads are better than one
If you can see it running then I can see it run
You take the steering wheel, I'll put the brakes on
No one can hurt us, we are going, going gone
Let's put our heads together you and I
I wish I could say just how it will turn out
You are right from your side, I am right from mine
The biggest of our problems comes from where we draw the line
Let's put our heads together you and I
I've seen the sun through a looking glass
You've been looking through the rain
I've leant my weight on green, green grass
And its left on you a stain
I think that we can make it, I think we can regain
of the river that has passed, and cross it just the same
Let's put our heads together you and I
I like to write poetry and perform it at poetry nights. I've been writing some form of it since school years.
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