Lord, I hope you’re hearing me tonight
I have a problem that needs solution
I need a push in the right direction
I need to know what I’m doing is right
It’s hard to survive in this world you see
The people I talk to are confusing
Therefore it is my face that they’re refusing
Am I doing something wrong? Please tell me
Lord, I seek the services of your touch
To guide me through the odds against me stacked
To help me realise a plan of attack
I need your gentle guiding hand so much
Please walk with me as I go on my way
So tomorrow will be a better day
13th May 2005
An archive of sonnet poetry collating two decades of material written by a nutter.
Friday, May 13, 2005
Il mio amore il mio tesoro
Surrendering her lovely red satin
Lowering her arms, her soul laid to bare
With her jet black hair, sweet smile and pale skin
Towards a moment only we will share
Embracing arms ensnare one another
Two hearts beat as one: The heat they concede
A raging passion burns like no other
With a burning desire that we’ll both heed
Opening up my heart to let you in
Showing what the other will only see
There’s nothing to hide. Defences fallin’
As these bodies explode in ecstasy
I want to show you what you mean to me
Because here with you is where I should be
13th May 2005
Lowering her arms, her soul laid to bare
With her jet black hair, sweet smile and pale skin
Towards a moment only we will share
Embracing arms ensnare one another
Two hearts beat as one: The heat they concede
A raging passion burns like no other
With a burning desire that we’ll both heed
Opening up my heart to let you in
Showing what the other will only see
There’s nothing to hide. Defences fallin’
As these bodies explode in ecstasy
I want to show you what you mean to me
Because here with you is where I should be
13th May 2005
Wednesday, May 11, 2005
A rainy Sunday afternoon
Of constant rain falling outside. The drone
Rain hammers on the roof. Shadows creeping
Skies of clouds and grey. Emotions seeping
Together in an empty house alone
A Nick Cave song plays on the stereo
As we’re both locked in a moment tender
Give all. Hide nothing thus I shall render
Dropping my guard to let the pure love show
Lying beside with hands caressing the skin
Sparkling blue eyes. Shower of golden hair
Soft shoulders, pure neck, asking me to dare
With the sweetest of voices, whisperin’
With rhythm established, bodies mingle
And a sense of destiny shall tingle
11th May 2005
Rain hammers on the roof. Shadows creeping
Skies of clouds and grey. Emotions seeping
Together in an empty house alone
A Nick Cave song plays on the stereo
As we’re both locked in a moment tender
Give all. Hide nothing thus I shall render
Dropping my guard to let the pure love show
Lying beside with hands caressing the skin
Sparkling blue eyes. Shower of golden hair
Soft shoulders, pure neck, asking me to dare
With the sweetest of voices, whisperin’
With rhythm established, bodies mingle
And a sense of destiny shall tingle
11th May 2005
Thursday, May 5, 2005
Ama Lamia
All the ravens flock to her soft white skin
As her jet black hair drifted in the breeze
And in awe of her I fell to my knees
And in her brilliant blue eyes I drowned in
I didn’t see the rose die at her touch
I didn’t see her step out from the shadows
I didn’t see the candle’s pure flame go
Only the temptation I want so much
She has a cold heart that aches for warming
She has a longing that needs to be fed
As I place a kiss on her lips, blood-red
I can feel a spark in my heart forming
She has come across the oceans of time
To this point, within my arms, where she’s mine
5th May 2005
As her jet black hair drifted in the breeze
And in awe of her I fell to my knees
And in her brilliant blue eyes I drowned in
I didn’t see the rose die at her touch
I didn’t see her step out from the shadows
I didn’t see the candle’s pure flame go
Only the temptation I want so much
She has a cold heart that aches for warming
She has a longing that needs to be fed
As I place a kiss on her lips, blood-red
I can feel a spark in my heart forming
She has come across the oceans of time
To this point, within my arms, where she’s mine
5th May 2005
A phone call from my ex
My ex called me up last night just to say
That I was a jerk – and she was smiling
She said: “Without me, how are you going?”
And I told her today was a great day
Today was the day I took out the trash
The day I burnt my hand when pouring tea
When the postman brought only bills for me
And my car got totalled in a huge crash
Today, my boss fired me on the spot
I missed the bus and got caught in the rain
I got mugged whilst waiting for a train
And the water in my bath wasn’t hot
And then I said today was a great day
There’s no need to worry: All was okay
5th May 2005
That I was a jerk – and she was smiling
She said: “Without me, how are you going?”
And I told her today was a great day
Today was the day I took out the trash
The day I burnt my hand when pouring tea
When the postman brought only bills for me
And my car got totalled in a huge crash
Today, my boss fired me on the spot
I missed the bus and got caught in the rain
I got mugged whilst waiting for a train
And the water in my bath wasn’t hot
And then I said today was a great day
There’s no need to worry: All was okay
5th May 2005
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