[Oss]

FALLEN

How much can a fall hurt?
Could it be the distance?
Or the length of time it takes
To hit the floor
The pain is evident
As cuts and bruises appear
But
A fall of the heart
This seems to hurt more
The time this takes to happen
Seems to last an eternity
And there is no impact on the ground
But
Emptiness inside
Darkness unlike any other
A vacuum sucking in all emotions
Draining them of all that is sweet
Spitting out what is sour
Almost nothing can save my heart
Nothing that I have found
Is there a redeeming light
Just to reduce this darkness
To a mere musty mist
But
I think there isn’t a light
Bright enough to wither away
The gloom inside
This is my heart
My heart
Fallen

G.J.Smith

[Oss]

MY NAME IS BUT A WORD

My name is just a word
Garry I so am called
If I was known as Fred
My life different would I have led
If my name was Patrick
Would I be less romantic?
I think I would be the same
Even if my name was Jane
What is in a name?
So important to change the game
Can a bunch of letters
Turn you into a fretter
Consonants and vowels
Turn you into someone who scowls
What would we be without a name?
Someone different or would be just the same.

G.J.SMITH

[Oss]

THE COTTAGE

The cottage is set amongst a condensed wood
Surrounded by the breath of nature
Seemingly solitary in peace and quiet
Yet the cottage is impure
While painted wall attacked by moss
The weary old thatch, brittle and crumbling away
You venture the unhinged front door
You enter a darkened derelict hall
Spiders’ webs carpet every corner
A mouse scurries across the floor
The bathroom, bedrooms, kitchen and lounge
Are all abandoned, left to a natural zest
Life lives on here
Thriving on everything and nothing
Silence does not exist here anymore
Creatures hum and drum all around
Whether at work or play
Tranquil to the human eye
Life still goes on
Peace is not a silent thing
It is the quiet drone of busy bodies at work
Fighting to grow and survive
Nature has a magic within
Especially in this little abandoned Cottage

G.J.SMITH

[Oss]

NEEDLESS

People are fighting all over the earth
Someone dies and someone gives birth
Some die young and some die old
Some with the heat and some with the cold
Some die by the force of a car
Some are killed by war set of afar
Idiotic people taking lives at will
Enough people die with out having to kill

People are dieing because of famine and drought
With wars entire cultures have been wiped out
They say lives are expendable, and well all finally go
I disagree, my life is my own, and this I know
So take heed and learn from the past
It’s time for a new mould to be cast

G.J.SMITH

[Oss]

KIDS

Mothers and Fathers, this is my rhyme
Arguments all of the time
Punching, scratching, pinching and brawling
If they get hurt, they go off bawling
This isn’t true in certain cases
For when they get a shiny new toy
More than likely just punched next doors boy
Arguing over who shall have the last pear
Or why do they always get the wobbly chair
Sitting down, watching TV
Thank god for that, peace and quiet for me
“Right children, time for bed”
Another day like that I’ll end up dead
Was is a blessing they came along
I’ll tell you what they couldn’t be more wrong
Changing nappies all day that’s my life
I wouldn’t know replied my wife

G.J.SMITH

[Oss]

HIS TOY

From nowhere he appeared
Standing before me
I looked into his eyes
His evil mind, reaching out
My thoughts scanned
Flicked through, page by page
As though it was a book
Memories flashing through my mind
As he opened every file
He was in complete control
Paralyzed in my seemingly concrete shell
Like a post set in the ground
He grinned….. a malevolent grin
My memories, joy and pain
We’re all part of his little game
A blink of my eye and he was gone
As though I was waking from a dream
I realized it was just his playtime
And I…… well I
Was just his toy

G.J.SMITH

[Oss]

SUNRISE

I am the ugly sister of the two
I bring light into your world
But people gather to see my sister
You see me coming
Before I am there
There is no glamour
In my rising
But sometimes
My sister can raise such beauty
She fills the skies with colour
She is the most pictured in the world
Where as some people
Take me for granted
And never see me rise
Or even wonder
At my beauty
My sister is the sunset
And me
Well I am just
The early sunrise

G.J.Smith

[Oss]

IN THE NIGHT

You come to me in the night
When my eyes are sealed
Yet you wonder through my thoughts
As though it is your garden
Your paradise
Are you really there?
Hiding out
Escaping from your world
Feel free to roam
For your beauty is welcome
I see your hair as the light reflects
Like a shimmering golden stream
There is not a single shadow
Upon your soft skin
Perfection
I would not change a thing
Bar one
My wish would be
To set you free
Release from your Eden
Bring you to my world
Where I could see you every day
Wake up with your smile
By my side
Although this way you remain
My lady
My lady in the night

G.J.Smith

[Oss]

A SINGLE GRAIN OF SAND

In my hand I hold
A million grains of sand
Looking at my hand
I come to realize
My life is no different
To a single grain before me
For each grain is individual
Almost unique
For it to find a grain
Similar to itself
May take years of searching
It doesn’t just sit around waiting
But allows the wind to
Pick it up
Drop it of
It allows the tide to sweep it
In and out
With every new tide
Every gust of wind
It sits next to a new piece of sand
Looking for the perfect match
It may never find it
Though it never stops looking
The search for the one
Knowing its perfect match
Is out there somewhere
I look at myself
And I am the sand
That single grain
Looking for the perfect match
That single grain
Beaten by weather and tide
Still it searches with hope
Me
A single grain of sand

G.J.Smith

[Oss]

THE NIGHT BEFORE

Hello darling, how are you?
I’ve just popped in for a drink or two
Well you know me far to well
I’ll keep on drinking till you ring the bell
I’ll stagger up and on to my feet
Trip and stumble into the street
If I am lucky, I’ll get carried home
Knowing me the streets I’ll roam
I’ll stop off for a pizza on the way
Now my eyesight will start to play
The world spins left then right
My eyes go blurry and triple in sight
Eventually I’ll reach my sleeping place
Morning arrives straight in my face
My head aching, throbbing and sore
My god, what happened to me the night before?

G.J.SMITH

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