Rage

The Power of the mind.

His fallow beasts in prayer go humble

Angelic beasts are men of prayer. Anguish a devils saboteur’s snare. His bounteous fiery pits full of sorrow, Toilsome battalions, wilfully, follow, As forsaken wretches we labour, on;

The soul of eternal love

Chase me like a mirror Into the silvery pond Chase me like a bird Into the buds of spring Chase me like a flame Along a candle wick And there we'll share The light of love

Schizophrenics

When the wiring of the brain unravels in this way, like a ball of yarn; there can be no lonelier place on earth; than your own malicious mind, teasing out its own

A pilgrim’s question

A pilgrim asked a penny on the road To where dose a lonely penny roam To which the entire penny said, was To a pocketful of gold. He then asked a beggar on the road

A Diary

...there is something about the smooth glide of the ballpoint pen over the diary page...

The Ukulele Lady (re-strung)

In Burnley. In the county of Lancashire. In the country of England. It’s a wet, Friday afternoon. There’s an October slate sky, and the car park is full. Kerbed on a backstreet,

My Family and Me( By Callum)

This is another poem by my cousin Callum, I think I just fell in love with it!! He's only 11 by the way, he's better than me!! I hope you like it.

Family Terrors

This is how I feel when im with my family, I love them to pieces and I hope you enjoy this poem :)

HOPELESS

This is what happens if you never risk anything in life or don't try anything new. I hope you like it.

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