The nights last longer, I like it I like being in the dark It makes me excited for the light of the spring again...
Wyke college Hull: The college wanted to discourage smokers Especially student ones So they made a garden especially for the smokers in summer as you could imagine People just gathered there more So, the college planted trees making the shape of the ‘smokers garden’ into lungs this was supposed to warn the smokers that if … Continue reading The smokers corner
It’s not that I don’t want to experience a life with you It’s just a lot of sh I’ve been through And I figured you have too. But it’s too early to remember Scars kill, I know, I know, It’s going to hurt, And be ugly If you’ve seen the things that I have seen. … Continue reading A lot
Taking chances and letting go But taking steps and being slow Because you are the one who’s in control ... July 2020
Your words won’t make me weak Because I know my truth And I was lucky.
& so your cold long arms wrap around my shattered body once more, your fairytale kisses sweep me off these miserable streets. For I have missed your voice, and presence immensely. Gifted heart of gold, woolly warmth, hold me tight so, I sleep comfortably. Then once I am sleeping join me. Please just hold me … Continue reading Heavens
My heart still races around, Like crazy, At the thought of your name. It’s having a marathon, Around my body, jumping from my tiny toe to the top of my brain. It’s beating faster and faster, especially the further I think about you. Analyse you. Underpin you. My eyes well up, & my hearts ran … Continue reading Marathon.
I shared at least a few moments with you that where lovely and magical And the one that stays fondest in my mind And the one that I will now leave behind as I write Is the one where we stood together In the garden in sunny weather The sun beat down on to your … Continue reading Sunbeam kisses
Thing is when you are vulnerable you are the perfect prey, I don’t blame you for being vulnerable I just wish it was me instead of you, I would take your pain away in a heartbeat because that’s what love and friendship is about. I wouldn’t snatch you up and dump you when you don’t … Continue reading Vulnerable
Bad shit happens here but we dont really discuss it Unless its on facebook Then everyone is an expert at where you should put that kitten you found off the street How you should react to a local murder How you should live if you are in poverty People here do not see universal credit … Continue reading Bad shit
You tell me that I over analyse I should accept that the sky is blue I say YOU TELL ME I over analyse That I should accept the sky is blue. She was standing in the line Baby crying at the time so she went to the woman at the desk To see when she … Continue reading Over analyse
Word do not determine how I feel right now I feel drowned Let down.
He said, “We argue so much and I know I get angry but when we argue you actually seem very intelligent, (something along the lines and then I love you) Never understood what he meant...
Shouting across the street, “He’s waiting for another lock down because apparently he doesn’t mind not getting paid”
She said, “They’ll start complaining once all this PPE fills up all the land fills.”
When you left So carelessly You came into my life You brought me life Then left me with the thoughts and fear of death Deliberately reminding me That you may go first For it be me standing by your hearse But you forget I have control over my life Could change the outcome for you … Continue reading Death
20/05/20 Dear my darling You make me want to change for the better Lately. I’ve even been trying to organise my life! How strange, that might be, to me. Someone who lives for chaos and lavishes odd socks. Dear my darling, I hope that you are ok I know deep down you’re cracking up Why … Continue reading Dear my darling 22/05/20
I ponder in the bottom of the garden In white robes Fresh out of bed I bend down to the floor to see in the ponds reflection A droplet of blood And I feared this moment may and would happen And you are at the other side of the building I cant shout your name … Continue reading I ponder
Stop telling me it was fate When you had control.
I cannot contemplate The significant suffering That brought you here I cannot comprehend How dare I try to compare For pebbles I hand to you You let them fall between your fingers For flowers I hand to you You let them wilt into your body heat For paper with letters I bring You peel them … Continue reading Cannot
You was a chicken But a chicken has more bravery than you You was a pig Yet a pig is cleaner You was a dog But the dog is softer You was a coward But a cow is amicable and appreciates the weather more than you ever could ... You was a bug But the … Continue reading Things
How come you no longer whisper Goodnight?
“You best go get yourself sorted” I wanted a man who loved me for all the ‘unsorted mess and raw fever that I am’, I don’t want to be sorted.
You grabbed my skull Pushed into my eye sockets Told me Not to write them things How dare I write them things How dare I write them things How dare I Then exhausting your last breathe as my soul escaped my limbless body, You sat and read them things.
We greased our fingers through it Grabbed sticks and stuck them in Twisted it round and around Gathered leaves Moss, grass, weeds, it was a masterpiece!
I had a terrible nightmare My heart was racing As I ran from room to room to room to find a safe place to sleep as carnage spilled outside murderous creatures attacking people, sniffing the door way and windows, each item I try use to barricade myself and my child in. I didn’t watch any … Continue reading Terrible nightmare
Here is Broken Butterfly https://youtu.be/gngJxOAkjPU This poem is about mental abuse.
I have a couple of pamphlets on amazon under Lilyth Poetry I would really like to write another book. I was hoping to write a novel this year but with university I just haven’t had the time. I wondered if it would be ok if you have read my poetry if you could pop to … Continue reading I want to write a new book
The cool wind -poem https://youtu.be/nDLrDTcSGt0
She laughed at me Red rosy cheeks I knew that this was going to be strange I realised a great deal, a lot of the time, the way people behaved and I could tell their actions most of the time but I tried to ignore it because it upset me too much. You always asked … Continue reading It’s observational
I love you But you win.
They slowly drop all around Colours all surround Like walking inside a melted canvas An artists dream of blended colours Whizzing whirling as they fall softly like freshly pressed snowflakes Snowflakes have not arrived yet but the leaves give me this insight That it’s not long now. Pretty shapes different shapes Edges sharp And some … Continue reading Leaves
I don’t know your kids lost a tooth And I know nothing about your blues Unless you call and let me know. Let’s go back to the traditional We bump in the street and fall in love We dance and hug in nightclubs I don’t see images of you unless you knock on my door … Continue reading Traditional
It’s not that I thought he was the one I knew he was the one But I knew also that no matter what I couldn’t provide I couldn’t give I couldn’t ensure that things would always move smoothly And he wasn’t ready to wait.
Truth is you bug me With your pictures Displaying how amazing life is Then behind backs You moan and moan About how you can’t buy what you want Or own what you own Truth is you bug me You bug me with your attitude It tires me out I knew money was essential But not … Continue reading Truth is you bug me
We should have spokeBecause now I can’t let goAnd you refuse to talkMaybe I don’t need to knowWe should have spokeI know you want to let goNow all I do is writeI didn’t really want others to know.
You told me to stand guard As you climbed over the fence into the graveyard the boarded up wood was hard So you bashed with your fist to get through And I know things where tough but its true I saw things and heard things that I shouldn’t And I probably should of kept my … Continue reading Graveyard
I still got you tingling and bubbling about in my blood.
Being mum : https://youtu.be/ypXRHsc5xSQ
Voluntary disposition of movements you find yourself into, places you recognise but inside you don’t feel alive, this is my pain and my story of what it feels like, to die. An open palm of hope given to someone close, ripped out of you, your eyes don’t get rest, cries and cries, this is what … Continue reading This is what it feels like, to die.
Goodnight, I love you, I do I do.
I will make you proud.