It clutches your chest,
never lets go,
It covers you in its phantom wings,
tighter and tighter as you struggle,
making every breath harder,
it never lets go.
You give in, surrender,
accept defeat, let it consume you,
yet it keeps picking, pricking,
it never lets go
Saturday, 20 December 2014
Guilt
Bugs 3
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Friday, 5 December 2014
My poem 4
One little kid with ragged clothes,
With hands in the pockets,
Filled with holes,
Walks past the same little shop,
Stares at this pretty doll,
From spring to fall,
He swore to himself,
that little boy,
someday he ll hold that toy,
He had neither the money,
Nor a job, Lost either of his parents,
His uncle a drunken slob,
Ran that kid to his wretched home,
Shook his uncle,
From his slumber on foam,
Uncle uncle I want the toy,
Uncle uncle I want the toy,
'Drats boy, why do u hinder,
Me slumber, and make me fall'
I want the toy uncle,
I want the toy,
'Toy u say let us see,'
He grabbed a few cons,
Now buy me a whiskey,
Ran that kid with such glee,
For his uncle had said "let us see",
The uncle after drinking had said to him, "Boy, we Do not live to master,
But we live to greave, If u learn to greave now, You will be stone just like me",
The boy didn't falter he had a brain,
For if he tries he cld only gain,
He knew a little english,
He knew a little maths,
He thought hard what he cld do,
because his options where very few,
But then this granny came and said,
"Hey boy could you read this for me,
He shook his head furiously,
Sure granny, but for a little fee,
Granny smiled and gave him his fee,
The next few days he ran around,
Reading and writing letters,
For all elegant bidders,
Finally he had enough cash,
To buy his secret stash,
He ran to the shop,
He had alwz looked from the wall,
He had to run so hard,
He almost had to trip and fall,
He opened the door,
The door to his dreams,
He walked to the counter,
And asked for the toy,
Left with horror the little old boy,
For the old man had sold his toy,
He stood there with no clue;
Then tears rolled frm his eyes,
But he wiped his tears and around
He went Looking for something new,
He bought a new toy,
left the ground,
In to the blue.