Wednesday, 18 July 2012

Playful Inner Child Of Mine (A Poem)

She likes to play on the swings
Will run for ice cream,
Makes funny faces in pictures,
When I fall she cries a little.
Giggles at inappropriate times
On funny memories presses rewind.
I only let her show at certain times
If not surely I would loose my job and current life!
She could get me in so much trouble if she tried
But nevertheless I will always hold on to her tight,
This playful inner child of mine.

Sunday, 15 July 2012

Late Night Tears (A Poem)

I lay in bed
The sky is dark
The city is asleep
And I know nobody can see me
So let myself go
Push down my emotional walls.
I lay in bed
Chest heaving in pain
Tears pouring down my face
Treading a wet avalanche down my cheeks
Leaving traces of salt on my lips.
I lay in bed and because no one can see me
Late at night I let my pain show
Until a fitful sleep takes over
And then it's morning again
And I plaster a smile on my face
And wait until the night
To once again
Unleash my pain.