It’s been a while since I last shared my work here.
I’ve struggled with finding inspiration and the right muse to fuel my writing.
But recently, that’s changed....
A new muse has come into my life, reigniting my creativity and giving me the push I needed to start writing pieces I’m excited to share again.
My Tainted World
Bongz, (Read as Bongz's Heart) in my poetry. This is best how I describe my experiences with myself and with others mostly. Drop comments, I really appreciate them. Salute (*_*)7
Monday, 28 October 2024
Young Announcement
Monday, 2 May 2016
Learning To Walk & Fly
this glue
the bond holding
happiness in place
Like lovers entwined in friendship
me and you
Always to be smiling
when walking hand in hand.
my ground is weakened I say
though you'd throw that out of
loves court
marked as case dismissed
Your free to go
So yes I'll flutter
It's what I do
And you being you
Well..
You being you
smoothing out my plumage
Encapsulating the moment perfectly
along with the fears before
being thrown far far away
Till only the fluttering of love
Seen heard and wanted as we
both learn to fly once more.
Tuesday, 23 June 2015
More every single time!
You're always more beautiful With an extra glow in your smile And even more depth in your eyes (I still fall into them every time.) After we embraced and parted to leave I kept turning around to sneak a peek Of your absolutely incredible body And I caught you turning to look back at me And my heart beated faster And harder And warmer than ever It's dancing right now Just at the memory And at the prospect Of seeing you. |
Sunday, 17 May 2015
An ode to that kind of Beauty
Wednesday, 18 March 2015
Tale of Once upon a time
Tuesday, 24 February 2015
Woman Behind A Mask
Friday, 20 February 2015
Back To Track Number Four
Tuesday, 4 November 2014
Shall We?
Shall we end this war tonight,
This cold battle of silence between us?
Shall we boldly unroll our banners of surrender in gentler breezes for which we both long to breathe?
No words are more strong than those spoken in hunger
by proud, starving mouths of wounded eagles.
No soldier has ever regarded my scars with disdain.
Likewise I will hold no blade to your own.
Every star that bleeds from your stigmata is a guiding light to your cross so I might help you bear it.
Shall we discuss the importance, yes, the human need
to replace bad memories in the wake of good ones?
With words unspoken, we will never be open, unless we...
Take our bloodied bandages and turn them into flags of glory.
Take shrapnel from the soul and create a solid ring of love.
I've never believed in heaven, but it feels like I'm close when I'm with you.
Not all angels speak with the same tongue of flame.
Teach me your language so I may understand
just where you’ve been, where you wish to go,
and spread fires of passion as I speak to your skin.
Destroying each fibre you hide from me,to repair the parts you lost in battle.
Sleep if you must when the night’s yawn grows.
You’ve earned your peace and soft nightingale is near
to sing in your ear her secrets as you dream.
Filled with clarity...
I will be here to protect your dreams in the evening,
& guard your hopes in the morning.
When breaks the dawn shall we hike to open field
where stretches an oak from which two lovers once hung?
A resemblance that one can love and lose.
The woman took her life when he went off to war.
He returned years later and in grief did the same.
The pain consumed him as the realisation, that the love he once had will never be found again.
Shall we turn a new leaf on that same old branch
as I take you to heart and lay every secret,
Breaking down the walls which condemn us, to see the good in people.
Unknown to the night, making love in stark light,
to your scars and your birthmarks beneath the aged tree?
Shall we carve our name on the tree so we can return at a later time in life?
Just to try this love thing again.
If your answer be a most heartfelt "yes",
so I with honour agree.
Shall we begin?