The rain comes downward onto my window
Keeping me restricted on the inside
With no place to be and no where to go
I have all the time in the world to bide
The house is quiet ‘cos we’re all snoozing
The streets are empty and there’s naught to do
The radio’s on for anyone listening
And there’s not a soul around to talk to
But this serenity is but a dream
A fragile dream that will end tomorrow
And when the coming night has gone and been
It is back to our real lives we will go
Today I relax in serenity
But sadly this is but temporary
16th February 2003
An archive of sonnet poetry collating two decades of material written by a nutter.
Sunday, February 16, 2003
Last day of the year
It’s with little surprise that it’s raining
And everything around is coloured grey
Many clouds have stopped the sun from shining
Telling us one thing: Today is the day
Many things have been accomplished this year
Things which are now a faded memory
Thus as the time of awakening grows near
Our human hearts and souls are left empty
The streets are vacant and the shops are sealed
There’s no smiling faces out on this day
But it’s the road - with engines it is filled
Because everyone is moving away
But in all this barren devastation
We wait for the day when we’ll rise again
16th February 2003
And everything around is coloured grey
Many clouds have stopped the sun from shining
Telling us one thing: Today is the day
Many things have been accomplished this year
Things which are now a faded memory
Thus as the time of awakening grows near
Our human hearts and souls are left empty
The streets are vacant and the shops are sealed
There’s no smiling faces out on this day
But it’s the road - with engines it is filled
Because everyone is moving away
But in all this barren devastation
We wait for the day when we’ll rise again
16th February 2003
Did you hear about this one?
It was on this day that the dream did die
And five years of hard work came to an end
I have now stepped off-stage and said goodbye
My future is now in my hands to bend
But, with this goodbye, should I give a toss?
They won’t notice my leaving. They don’t care
Constantly I found myself at a loss
The house wasn’t a home at all, back there
But in spite of it all, it did change me
I went in a child and came out a man
I saw things when before I couldn’t see
I won respect and friends - whom by me stand
The show has moved on - this time without me
And I have nothing - but the memory
16th February 2003
And five years of hard work came to an end
I have now stepped off-stage and said goodbye
My future is now in my hands to bend
But, with this goodbye, should I give a toss?
They won’t notice my leaving. They don’t care
Constantly I found myself at a loss
The house wasn’t a home at all, back there
But in spite of it all, it did change me
I went in a child and came out a man
I saw things when before I couldn’t see
I won respect and friends - whom by me stand
The show has moved on - this time without me
And I have nothing - but the memory
16th February 2003
Sunday, February 9, 2003
So you wanna know what it's like to be single?
I have a mouth but no voice to speak with
Ironic when I have a lot to say
I have arms, the long not returned to give
A shame no one's come to take it away
I have eyes to see happy couples smile
Enjoying things I'll never get to do
I have a brain of illusions and guile
Struggling to keep alive a dream that's true
I have a heart - One of the broken kind
And I have a hole that needs to be filled
But this planet is ignorant and blind
Thus, it's the end of my world I now yield
But why would you care about today’s news?
You have no idea what it's like to lose
9th February 2003
Ironic when I have a lot to say
I have arms, the long not returned to give
A shame no one's come to take it away
I have eyes to see happy couples smile
Enjoying things I'll never get to do
I have a brain of illusions and guile
Struggling to keep alive a dream that's true
I have a heart - One of the broken kind
And I have a hole that needs to be filled
But this planet is ignorant and blind
Thus, it's the end of my world I now yield
But why would you care about today’s news?
You have no idea what it's like to lose
9th February 2003
Monday, February 3, 2003
I don't want any friends
I don’t want friends. I just don’t care at all.
I’ll go into my room and sit on the shelf
Material objects stretch from wall to wall
But I don’t care. I’m in love with myself
I’m a genius of the elite kind
Who cares if no one else acknowledges it?
Nothing compares to myself and my mind
So it’s my way or no way. Get it?
I do have friends - Them I abuse and taunt
But the truth is, they’re not friends. Just a lie
I’ll keep on being mean. I won’t get caught
I will never learn cos I don’t see why
Don’t give me change. Don’t give me friends
I want this to stay until the world ends
3rd February 2003
I’ll go into my room and sit on the shelf
Material objects stretch from wall to wall
But I don’t care. I’m in love with myself
I’m a genius of the elite kind
Who cares if no one else acknowledges it?
Nothing compares to myself and my mind
So it’s my way or no way. Get it?
I do have friends - Them I abuse and taunt
But the truth is, they’re not friends. Just a lie
I’ll keep on being mean. I won’t get caught
I will never learn cos I don’t see why
Don’t give me change. Don’t give me friends
I want this to stay until the world ends
3rd February 2003
Sunday, August 4, 2002
Fear of Ghosts
What'd I do to deserve this wretched fate?
Why must you make my life a living Hell?
Why must your voice keep ringing like a bell?
Why am I the target of all your hate?
Yes I did kill you many moons ago
But you tormented me as you do now
And your motives were unclear - You played foul
And I sank into a pit so low
Cast from society I hid away
From the sin I so wanted to forget
But last night I awoke in a cold sweat
You came back to haunt me for every day
A fear of ghosts makes guilty conscience loom
A ghost is here to drag me to my doom
4th August 2002
Why must you make my life a living Hell?
Why must your voice keep ringing like a bell?
Why am I the target of all your hate?
Yes I did kill you many moons ago
But you tormented me as you do now
And your motives were unclear - You played foul
And I sank into a pit so low
Cast from society I hid away
From the sin I so wanted to forget
But last night I awoke in a cold sweat
You came back to haunt me for every day
A fear of ghosts makes guilty conscience loom
A ghost is here to drag me to my doom
4th August 2002
Revenge
I am myself, you are many and one
You keep kicking me, making me deranged
But today it's all going to change
I'm gonna break my rusty cage and run
I am going to squash unjust pain
I will reject you as you rejected me
I will elude your dark grasp and live free
And without me, you'll never be the same
What did I do to deserve this? Tell me
You don't know do you? That you cannot tell
So when I'm done casting you into Hell
I will leave you burning, laughing with glee
For me there is a promise of a new day
For the burning pain, I have made you pay
4th August 2002
You keep kicking me, making me deranged
But today it's all going to change
I'm gonna break my rusty cage and run
I am going to squash unjust pain
I will reject you as you rejected me
I will elude your dark grasp and live free
And without me, you'll never be the same
What did I do to deserve this? Tell me
You don't know do you? That you cannot tell
So when I'm done casting you into Hell
I will leave you burning, laughing with glee
For me there is a promise of a new day
For the burning pain, I have made you pay
4th August 2002
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