I like this one Horsa, I like all of your writing, but I think I like this one the best of all I have read so far :)
Thank you :)
Thank you :)
We have 2 ears & 1 mouth for a reason which is that we should listen twice as much as we speak.
It's easier said than done though as when we hear what others say ideas want to from our mouths leak.
We respect the other persons right to air their views.
Though it can be very hard to restrain ourselves when they're so different on controversial news.
We've got to see everything in every possible way.
It's the right thing to do at the end of the day.
We've got to try to stay open-minded because "Minds are like parachutes. They only work when open." so they say.
It's easier said than done though as when we hear what others say ideas want to from our mouths leak.
We respect the other persons right to air their views.
Though it can be very hard to restrain ourselves when they're so different on controversial news.
We've got to see everything in every possible way.
It's the right thing to do at the end of the day.
We've got to try to stay open-minded because "Minds are like parachutes. They only work when open." so they say.
My Dad passed away about 10 years ago now, he was born in 1925 and a very gentle wise man.
This reminds me of...some guidance he gave me in the form of a poem when I was a teenager.
I was a typically ratty teenager, but I was at least smart enough to see the wisdom in the little verse.
I see you like Owls so I hope you like this one.
It goes like this :)
The wise old Owl, lived in an oak,
The more he heard, the less he spoke,
The less he spoke, the more he heard,
So take a tip from this wise old bird.
I miss my Dad. ?
I'm very sorry to hear about your Dad. I was a good teenager really. I only got ratty in P.E. You are smart. I love owls. I heard that 1. I try to take that advice but sometimes I've got that much whizzing round in my head I need to get some ideas out. Writing helps me though.
I can understand how you must feel. I still miss my Gran though she died 22 years ago. She was very understanding & I could tell her anything.
Dry your eyes.
Toughen up.
No more cries.
Fill your cup.
No more tears.
Cheer up.
No more fears.
Have a sup.
Toughen up.
No more cries.
Fill your cup.
No more tears.
Cheer up.
No more fears.
Have a sup.
Because I don't really know where else to put it.
On my list of things to do when I sort my shed out is make this.
It would be a nice thing to write my poems and stuff in.
Thought maybe others might like it too.
On my list of things to do when I sort my shed out is make this.
It would be a nice thing to write my poems and stuff in.
Thought maybe others might like it too.
Love at a Glance |
I dream of you when I’m alone,
Though we have never met,
I feel your body near me,
When there’s only darkness left.
I wonder if I it’s you I see,
When I’m walking day to day.
I wonder if you notice me,
When you pass me on your way.
Though we have never met,
I feel your body near me,
When there’s only darkness left.
I wonder if I it’s you I see,
When I’m walking day to day.
I wonder if you notice me,
When you pass me on your way.
You feel my touch upon your skin,
I feel your sweet caress,
I feel your warmth beside me,
And you’re gentle sleeping breath.
I feel your presence in my head,
Though I know not who you are,
I long to share your loving heart,
But no longer from afar.
I want to know your inner thoughts,
When you close your eyes at night,
I want to meet your demons so i can,
Banish them from your sight.
I’ll know you when I see you,
In that momentary glance,
And you’ll know it’s me when you look back,
Because your heart will dance.
We stare into the darkness,
As our music sooth our souls,
But until our broken hearts combine,
Neither one of us are whole.
I promise that I’ll see you,
If you give me just a glance,
I promise I will share my soul,
If you give me just one chance.
You'll have my love for this life,
and then into the next,
Eternity's is for ever love,
But that's what makes it best.
You will never have to doubt my love,
I'd forfeit life for you,
But that's what makes love wonderful,
The sharing it with you.
So until we meet, until we touch,
Just look around and see,
For a person with his heart in hand,
Because it might be me.
Greywolf (Aka Dundee)
New Years Eve 2016
I feel your sweet caress,
I feel your warmth beside me,
And you’re gentle sleeping breath.
I feel your presence in my head,
Though I know not who you are,
I long to share your loving heart,
But no longer from afar.
I want to know your inner thoughts,
When you close your eyes at night,
I want to meet your demons so i can,
Banish them from your sight.
I’ll know you when I see you,
In that momentary glance,
And you’ll know it’s me when you look back,
Because your heart will dance.
We stare into the darkness,
As our music sooth our souls,
But until our broken hearts combine,
Neither one of us are whole.
I promise that I’ll see you,
If you give me just a glance,
I promise I will share my soul,
If you give me just one chance.
You'll have my love for this life,
and then into the next,
Eternity's is for ever love,
But that's what makes it best.
You will never have to doubt my love,
I'd forfeit life for you,
But that's what makes love wonderful,
The sharing it with you.
So until we meet, until we touch,
Just look around and see,
For a person with his heart in hand,
Because it might be me.
Greywolf (Aka Dundee)
New Years Eve 2016
Of Secret Love
To love another, a noble aspiration,
A skipped heartbeat,
A hesitation,
A moment in time, with no regress,
A love word missed, an urge repressed.
A secret look, across a dream,
A silent hope,
Of love redeemed,
I turn away, for fear you’ll see,
The hidden thoughts, that live in me.
I watch aware, of the admiration,
Your suitors give,
Their adoration,
What hope has one, so lost as I,
To touch your heart, or catch your eye.
I search your face
For a connection,
But all I see
A sad reflection.
I watch with sadness, the love that’s you,
Deserving of a knight that’s true,
But life steals hope and gives us thorns,
It takes our dreams and leaves us scorn.
I stand in silence behind my sword.
A hidden tear but not a word,
A Melancholy vigil, for me there is no other,
I am a knight, a friend, much like an older brother,
But the burden that my place defines,
Is never to be your lover.
So silently my world goes by,
My fate has been foretold,
To die beneath my sword alone,
Beside some lonesome road.
But until my time to face the night
Comes with the reapers' scythe,
My love for you will never die,
For you, i'd give my life.
Greywolf 2017
To love another, a noble aspiration,
A skipped heartbeat,
A hesitation,
A moment in time, with no regress,
A love word missed, an urge repressed.
A secret look, across a dream,
A silent hope,
Of love redeemed,
I turn away, for fear you’ll see,
The hidden thoughts, that live in me.
I watch aware, of the admiration,
Your suitors give,
Their adoration,
What hope has one, so lost as I,
To touch your heart, or catch your eye.
I search your face
For a connection,
But all I see
A sad reflection.
I watch with sadness, the love that’s you,
Deserving of a knight that’s true,
But life steals hope and gives us thorns,
It takes our dreams and leaves us scorn.
I stand in silence behind my sword.
A hidden tear but not a word,
A Melancholy vigil, for me there is no other,
I am a knight, a friend, much like an older brother,
But the burden that my place defines,
Is never to be your lover.
So silently my world goes by,
My fate has been foretold,
To die beneath my sword alone,
Beside some lonesome road.
But until my time to face the night
Comes with the reapers' scythe,
My love for you will never die,
For you, i'd give my life.
Greywolf 2017
I'm glad we're inspiring you to have a go. I love to encourage, inspire & motivate people. Have fun.
Hah, finally found enough bits to reconstruct the lost poem, Taken months. Hope you like it.
"The Greyman"
A Parody of "The Raven" by Edgar Allan Poe
Once when I was feeling teary, I wiped my eyes cos they were bleary,
With a cloth that lied upon my workshop floor.
Then at a start my teeth were gnashing, due to a light that came a flashing,
Just like a star, but only flattened, flattened like a plate that I had used before.
"Tis just a star" I laughed, "just like the ones I'd seen before",
Nothing fearful, that was all.
And well It is that I remember, that next to the glow of dying embers,
Shone three small beams of light from out the fireplace open door.
From the glow I sought to borrow, the last of warmth before the morrow,
But from the fireplace only sorrow - sorrow for the heat that was before.
Longing for that radiant heat, the heat that came once through that open door,
But Sadly now it was no more.
But now the light I'd felt for certain, had ceased to flash behind the curtain,
Filled me - filled me with a dread that I had never felt before.
That star that I had thought looked flattened, was clearly not the light of Saturn,
Was glowing bright, and ceased its flashing,
This set again my teeth again to gnashing,
It is a star, I cried and nothing more.
I took a breath that made me stronger, then my feet began to wander,
Towards the curtain at the window, certain its a star and nothing more.
Although my eyes first thought it flattened, one short look and I was crappin,
This light so sure was I was flattened, shone a silver beam upon my workshop floor.
Though my mind I thought imagined, from the light i thought looked flattened ,
Still shone a silver light upon my floor.
Through the open window peering, I saw the beam that I was fearing,
Emanating from that flattened plate that I had seen before.
But from behind glowing beam unbroken, came five short words, "I heard them spoken"
"Take me to your leader", said a voice so strange that I had never heard before.
I stopped in place my progress thwarted, thinking of the voice distorted,
And the words that I had never hear before.
With no clear plan I started running, from this silver light so stunning,
But still I heard the words again, but louder than before.
This can't be real, I thought in gladness, such events are purely madness,
A moments pause I took to my composure gain,
My courage buoyed by my decisions, I quickly turned with clearer vision,
I turned and walked towards my workshop door.
Tis just a star, and nothing more
All at once the door I opened, and not a single word was spoken,
There before me was a sight that I had never seen before.
You must believe my heart implores thee, standing there so slight before me,
A small grey man with eyes like satin, stood there looking through my workshop door.
Standing silent looking through my workshop door.
Black almond eyes they met my gaze,
Then nothing more.
I woke to see its large head smiling, then all at once I started crying,
In fear of the evil grin upon the face the grey man wore.
Though your shape be roughly biped, you’re not from earthly place that I’ve been,
What distant place come you this night within your flattened plate.
Please tell me what I am to call you, and set me free I must implore you,
Of these bonds that hold my naked form within these silver walls.
Then myself in ways unmanly, a panic spell quite overcame me,
A fearful sight the grey face beaming with those almond eyes he wore.
You my friend I must beseech thee, if your eyes could only see me,
Lying flat upon that table standing from the silver spaceships floor.
I turned my head as well as able searching for an exit door,
But all I saw were walls and noting more
Then as much as I was able lying flat upon the table,
I asked the grey man what intent had he upon my helpless form.
But by now his grin had faded, close into my space invaded,
Almond eyes moved closer, to my bedside within those silver walls,
My form in those black eyes detected, fear on my face was now reflected.
The quiet whisper I detected, echoed lightly from within those silver walls.
With evil voice now spoken, And then he grinned ...
“I’m going to probe you”
His words a moment sat quite latent, then I with realization fainted.
In dreams my thoughts were roving, on this pending awful probing,
Trapped upon this ghastly table, with movements of my limbs disabled.
Slowly now the grey man pondered, gathered tools from over yonder,
Then placed upon the table close, such tools as I had never seen before.
Such fright I bore.
The grey man cast his gaze most slyly,
Sitting by the table smiling, on a stool that rose up from the shiny silver metal floor.
My mind began to race now thinking,
How to escape this sinking feeling, that such devices cannot bode,
An outcome beneficial to my person on this table off the shiny metal floor.
In fear I swore.
Looking at the table pensive, I spied such tools that looked offensive,
These tools that on my person shortly bore.
With thought it took a bright utensil, roughly shaped just like a pencil.
Moving slowly almost gliding, to where my nether regions hiding,
Neath a shroud of silver cloth than hung down almost to the floor.
Could I look?, no never more.
The places that those tools inspected, a description now, I safely censored,
To your imagination shall I leave the humiliation I endured.
Beast I cried, the devil sent thee, what purpose serves this pain you rent me,
Lying here inside these silver walls.
Oh how I wished for refuge safe behind my workshop door,
I thought though, no nevermore.
Go away you grey skinned devil, said I to it your purely evil,
What brought your blue light shining on my workshop floor.
My thoughts of you will always taunt me, and all night lights will surely haunt me,
Oh tell me why you cast your silver light, so shining on my workshop floor.
What needs of me to set me free,
And ner bring your black eyes back to visit yonder workshop door.
The creature listened to my rantings; now my breath was fairly panting,
From the lashing that my tongue had rent upon the grey thing standing on that silver floor.
Take your silver can around us, and never yet come back to hound us,
Lest next we meet, prepared I'll be with golden sabre I once wore.
This heartfelt speech on oath I ranted, I screamed at it though single handed,
Go now beast and come back never more.
So be it now with fear or humor, the grey man started walking to me,
Standing close now, holding black eyes on me at a steady gaze.
With one quick move and no word spoken, at last my silver bonds were broken,
Now without restrains I started running, my legs like bees were fairly humming.
I ran at once to find myself back standing safe outside my workshop door.
Shall I leave it? No never more.
At once the glowing plate enchanted, rose straight up from where it landed,
Flashing, flashing up into the darkened sky.
And now those black eyes always leering, come to me at night when dreaming,
And no comfort now I get from embers shining on my floor.
But now at night while under cover, my saber sleeps just like my lover,
Sleeping now my hands rest on its slender hilt.
For ever more
Greywolf (AKA Dundee)
2017
"The Greyman"
A Parody of "The Raven" by Edgar Allan Poe
Once when I was feeling teary, I wiped my eyes cos they were bleary,
With a cloth that lied upon my workshop floor.
Then at a start my teeth were gnashing, due to a light that came a flashing,
Just like a star, but only flattened, flattened like a plate that I had used before.
"Tis just a star" I laughed, "just like the ones I'd seen before",
Nothing fearful, that was all.
And well It is that I remember, that next to the glow of dying embers,
Shone three small beams of light from out the fireplace open door.
From the glow I sought to borrow, the last of warmth before the morrow,
But from the fireplace only sorrow - sorrow for the heat that was before.
Longing for that radiant heat, the heat that came once through that open door,
But Sadly now it was no more.
But now the light I'd felt for certain, had ceased to flash behind the curtain,
Filled me - filled me with a dread that I had never felt before.
That star that I had thought looked flattened, was clearly not the light of Saturn,
Was glowing bright, and ceased its flashing,
This set again my teeth again to gnashing,
It is a star, I cried and nothing more.
I took a breath that made me stronger, then my feet began to wander,
Towards the curtain at the window, certain its a star and nothing more.
Although my eyes first thought it flattened, one short look and I was crappin,
This light so sure was I was flattened, shone a silver beam upon my workshop floor.
Though my mind I thought imagined, from the light i thought looked flattened ,
Still shone a silver light upon my floor.
Through the open window peering, I saw the beam that I was fearing,
Emanating from that flattened plate that I had seen before.
But from behind glowing beam unbroken, came five short words, "I heard them spoken"
"Take me to your leader", said a voice so strange that I had never heard before.
I stopped in place my progress thwarted, thinking of the voice distorted,
And the words that I had never hear before.
With no clear plan I started running, from this silver light so stunning,
But still I heard the words again, but louder than before.
This can't be real, I thought in gladness, such events are purely madness,
A moments pause I took to my composure gain,
My courage buoyed by my decisions, I quickly turned with clearer vision,
I turned and walked towards my workshop door.
Tis just a star, and nothing more
All at once the door I opened, and not a single word was spoken,
There before me was a sight that I had never seen before.
You must believe my heart implores thee, standing there so slight before me,
A small grey man with eyes like satin, stood there looking through my workshop door.
Standing silent looking through my workshop door.
Black almond eyes they met my gaze,
Then nothing more.
I woke to see its large head smiling, then all at once I started crying,
In fear of the evil grin upon the face the grey man wore.
Though your shape be roughly biped, you’re not from earthly place that I’ve been,
What distant place come you this night within your flattened plate.
Please tell me what I am to call you, and set me free I must implore you,
Of these bonds that hold my naked form within these silver walls.
Then myself in ways unmanly, a panic spell quite overcame me,
A fearful sight the grey face beaming with those almond eyes he wore.
You my friend I must beseech thee, if your eyes could only see me,
Lying flat upon that table standing from the silver spaceships floor.
I turned my head as well as able searching for an exit door,
But all I saw were walls and noting more
Then as much as I was able lying flat upon the table,
I asked the grey man what intent had he upon my helpless form.
But by now his grin had faded, close into my space invaded,
Almond eyes moved closer, to my bedside within those silver walls,
My form in those black eyes detected, fear on my face was now reflected.
The quiet whisper I detected, echoed lightly from within those silver walls.
With evil voice now spoken, And then he grinned ...
“I’m going to probe you”
His words a moment sat quite latent, then I with realization fainted.
In dreams my thoughts were roving, on this pending awful probing,
Trapped upon this ghastly table, with movements of my limbs disabled.
Slowly now the grey man pondered, gathered tools from over yonder,
Then placed upon the table close, such tools as I had never seen before.
Such fright I bore.
The grey man cast his gaze most slyly,
Sitting by the table smiling, on a stool that rose up from the shiny silver metal floor.
My mind began to race now thinking,
How to escape this sinking feeling, that such devices cannot bode,
An outcome beneficial to my person on this table off the shiny metal floor.
In fear I swore.
Looking at the table pensive, I spied such tools that looked offensive,
These tools that on my person shortly bore.
With thought it took a bright utensil, roughly shaped just like a pencil.
Moving slowly almost gliding, to where my nether regions hiding,
Neath a shroud of silver cloth than hung down almost to the floor.
Could I look?, no never more.
The places that those tools inspected, a description now, I safely censored,
To your imagination shall I leave the humiliation I endured.
Beast I cried, the devil sent thee, what purpose serves this pain you rent me,
Lying here inside these silver walls.
Oh how I wished for refuge safe behind my workshop door,
I thought though, no nevermore.
Go away you grey skinned devil, said I to it your purely evil,
What brought your blue light shining on my workshop floor.
My thoughts of you will always taunt me, and all night lights will surely haunt me,
Oh tell me why you cast your silver light, so shining on my workshop floor.
What needs of me to set me free,
And ner bring your black eyes back to visit yonder workshop door.
The creature listened to my rantings; now my breath was fairly panting,
From the lashing that my tongue had rent upon the grey thing standing on that silver floor.
Take your silver can around us, and never yet come back to hound us,
Lest next we meet, prepared I'll be with golden sabre I once wore.
This heartfelt speech on oath I ranted, I screamed at it though single handed,
Go now beast and come back never more.
So be it now with fear or humor, the grey man started walking to me,
Standing close now, holding black eyes on me at a steady gaze.
With one quick move and no word spoken, at last my silver bonds were broken,
Now without restrains I started running, my legs like bees were fairly humming.
I ran at once to find myself back standing safe outside my workshop door.
Shall I leave it? No never more.
At once the glowing plate enchanted, rose straight up from where it landed,
Flashing, flashing up into the darkened sky.
And now those black eyes always leering, come to me at night when dreaming,
And no comfort now I get from embers shining on my floor.
But now at night while under cover, my saber sleeps just like my lover,
Sleeping now my hands rest on its slender hilt.
For ever more
Greywolf (AKA Dundee)
2017
Found this one today.
A short poem by the late great
Spike Milligan..
A short poem by the late great
Spike Milligan..
Smiling
Smiling is infectious,
you catch it like the flu,
When someone smiled at me today,
I started smiling too.
I passed around the corner
and someone saw my grin.
When he smiled I realized
I'd passed it on to him.
I thought about that smile,
then I realized its worth.
A single smile, just like mine
could travel round the earth.
So, if you feel a smile begin,
don't leave it undetected.
Let's start an epidemic quick,
and get the world infected!
Smiling is infectious,
you catch it like the flu,
When someone smiled at me today,
I started smiling too.
I passed around the corner
and someone saw my grin.
When he smiled I realized
I'd passed it on to him.
I thought about that smile,
then I realized its worth.
A single smile, just like mine
could travel round the earth.
So, if you feel a smile begin,
don't leave it undetected.
Let's start an epidemic quick,
and get the world infected!
If you’d love me back
I will steady your hand if it starts to shake,
I will stay by your side when it feels too late,
If it all goes bad I will have your back.
All I ask is you love me back.
I will make you laugh when you just have tears,
I will guard with my life all that you hold dear,
My heart would be yours; you just have to ask,
All I ask is you love me back.
I will hold you up when you just can’t stand,
When you feel unsteady I will hold your hand,
I’ll be there for you if your world goes Black,
All I ask is you love me back.
I will hold you close, if you fall down,
I will be your breath if you start to drown,
I will stroke your hair when you can’t get back,
All I ask is you love me back,
I will fight your demons when they come at night,
I will stand by your side and be your light,
I will be your hands when you can’t fight back,
All I ask is you love me back.
When your eyes grow dim and it’s hard to see,
You will have my arm that will set you free,
We will walk through the night on a moonlit track,
All I ask is you love me back.
When the long years pass and our time draws near,
I will lay by your side so you have no fear,
We will share our warmth hugged close together,
I will die in peace cos you loved me forever.
Greywolf (AKA Dundee)
For a very dear friend
I will steady your hand if it starts to shake,
I will stay by your side when it feels too late,
If it all goes bad I will have your back.
All I ask is you love me back.
I will make you laugh when you just have tears,
I will guard with my life all that you hold dear,
My heart would be yours; you just have to ask,
All I ask is you love me back.
I will hold you up when you just can’t stand,
When you feel unsteady I will hold your hand,
I’ll be there for you if your world goes Black,
All I ask is you love me back.
I will hold you close, if you fall down,
I will be your breath if you start to drown,
I will stroke your hair when you can’t get back,
All I ask is you love me back,
I will fight your demons when they come at night,
I will stand by your side and be your light,
I will be your hands when you can’t fight back,
All I ask is you love me back.
When your eyes grow dim and it’s hard to see,
You will have my arm that will set you free,
We will walk through the night on a moonlit track,
All I ask is you love me back.
When the long years pass and our time draws near,
I will lay by your side so you have no fear,
We will share our warmth hugged close together,
I will die in peace cos you loved me forever.
Greywolf (AKA Dundee)
For a very dear friend
My Sister and I are the family historians, so I was going through some old Geneaolgy folders last night and found this one to add to the poems.
I wrote it in a hurry one night on another forum. i was stoked as I thought I had lost it.
What it was doing in there I will never know.
I called it the Nutter Rap.
It is a takeoff off of an old one by Morris Minor and the Majors called "The Stutter Rap"
If you have not heard it before. Play the clip up until you hear him stutter so you get the rhythm of my silly one.
Hope you get a giggle from it/
Nutter Rap
Now people from AU you better listen here,
Cos I heard a little bird when it flew past my ear,
Said it was lookin of a forum on the Word Wide Web
Said what he read on there's gonna do in his head.
Now 'm a logical man and I don't like to curse
But it seems to me that it's gettin much worse.
Well I was happy in my world that I made myself,
Livin in a bubble kept my head in good health,
But now these ideas are messin with my head
Cos its hard to ignore when there's an alien in your b,b,b,b,b,b,b,b, bed
Well people gonna think that ive gone insane
And I think everyone's gonna find out my name
Cos I'm as mad as a snake in a pointed cap,
You can catch me on the tube look for N,n,n,n,n,n,n Nutter Rap
Well it was 82 when I looked to the sky,
What it saw that day nearly made me cry
I started to freak, my mind started to bend
Cos what I saw was 3 little green Men
Now I closed my eyes and said please go away,
I have to find my bubble where it's safe to stay
But it did no good they' were lookin for me,
I got so scare that I started to p,p,p,p,p,p,p,pee
They stuck me on a table then they took all my clothes
Got a long piece of metal and shoved it in my nose
Well it hurt so much that I started to scream
But then I went to sleep and thought it was a dream
I woke up in the morning layin in my bed
Home safe in my bubble must be all in my head
Well people gonna think that iv'e gone insane
And I think everyone's gonna find out my name
Cos I'm as mad as a snake in a pointed cap,
You can catch me on the tube look for N,n,n,n,n,n,n Nutter Rap
Now I'm back on the web gonna tell my story,
I need some help cos I'm getting worried
Every time i turn around I see little green men
have to finish my post and then hit send,
If I don't get done in a real short time
The aliens gonna get me and I just might cry.
Well people gonna think that iv'e gone insane
And I think everyone's gonna find out my name
Cos I'm as mad as a snake in a pointed cap,
You can catch me on the tube look for N,n,n,n,n,n,n Nutter Rap
Greywolf about 2014??
I wrote it in a hurry one night on another forum. i was stoked as I thought I had lost it.
What it was doing in there I will never know.
I called it the Nutter Rap.
It is a takeoff off of an old one by Morris Minor and the Majors called "The Stutter Rap"
If you have not heard it before. Play the clip up until you hear him stutter so you get the rhythm of my silly one.
Hope you get a giggle from it/
Nutter Rap
Now people from AU you better listen here,
Cos I heard a little bird when it flew past my ear,
Said it was lookin of a forum on the Word Wide Web
Said what he read on there's gonna do in his head.
Now 'm a logical man and I don't like to curse
But it seems to me that it's gettin much worse.
Well I was happy in my world that I made myself,
Livin in a bubble kept my head in good health,
But now these ideas are messin with my head
Cos its hard to ignore when there's an alien in your b,b,b,b,b,b,b,b, bed
Well people gonna think that ive gone insane
And I think everyone's gonna find out my name
Cos I'm as mad as a snake in a pointed cap,
You can catch me on the tube look for N,n,n,n,n,n,n Nutter Rap
Well it was 82 when I looked to the sky,
What it saw that day nearly made me cry
I started to freak, my mind started to bend
Cos what I saw was 3 little green Men
Now I closed my eyes and said please go away,
I have to find my bubble where it's safe to stay
But it did no good they' were lookin for me,
I got so scare that I started to p,p,p,p,p,p,p,pee
They stuck me on a table then they took all my clothes
Got a long piece of metal and shoved it in my nose
Well it hurt so much that I started to scream
But then I went to sleep and thought it was a dream
I woke up in the morning layin in my bed
Home safe in my bubble must be all in my head
Well people gonna think that iv'e gone insane
And I think everyone's gonna find out my name
Cos I'm as mad as a snake in a pointed cap,
You can catch me on the tube look for N,n,n,n,n,n,n Nutter Rap
Now I'm back on the web gonna tell my story,
I need some help cos I'm getting worried
Every time i turn around I see little green men
have to finish my post and then hit send,
If I don't get done in a real short time
The aliens gonna get me and I just might cry.
Well people gonna think that iv'e gone insane
And I think everyone's gonna find out my name
Cos I'm as mad as a snake in a pointed cap,
You can catch me on the tube look for N,n,n,n,n,n,n Nutter Rap
Greywolf about 2014??
Play above then read below.
My Reality
I watch the world pass before me, Indifferent
Reality mocks at my illusion
Darkness becomes, oblivion,
Those that have gone wait with a smile,
Darkness rules their space.
This earthy illusion of happiness, the witch laughs
There is no rainbow, no light,
There is only pain, cold and solitude.
The love I have had for her... kindling for the fires of mockery
I am born, I hope, I try, I am punished.
I try again, I am irrelevant, I lie to my self
All the while the hourglass echoes in my mind
I have loved alone for so long, there is no love in return
The universe does not care about my illusion.
I have wanted to share my soul, I tried, I bared it for all to see
From the knights blade to the steps at the feet of my Queen.
I would give my eternity to feel love in return.
But…words meant to be real tell another story.
Always she loves another, always; I am… not quite, but only if?
A hall of mirrors, echoes of the same story
I write poems she does not care to read,
I sing songs she does not care to listen too,
I dedicate my love to her, but she sees it not.
what more have I to give.
Alone I sit, watching the end draw near,
There is no happy ending,
There is no, I will die in your arms tonight,
All there is, a cold death room and a destroyed soul
I wish there was… something more.
She will die knowing I loved her,
That is all I have, all I have left.
The remnants of an illusion,
In truth, you could say may name, who? Oh him
Such is life, death.
My dying thoughts will be,
of her,
what might have been,
what love we could have had,
how selfish of me to dream such things.
We are all made from the dust of stars,
I will return to it soon.
Floating in oblivion,
A thousand light years from love.
Such is my reality
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