Yesterday I was invincible, there was no stopping me, But tomorrow the entire World will topple down on top of me, I lived my life trying to make friends, but I only made enemies, Now I’ll have nothing left except maybe one memory, But even that’s not guaranteed, the Gods who lead… Have been cursed […]Read more "My Crumbling World"
I take my pen out of my pocket, Then I watch it take off like a rocket, It breaks through the World’s Ceiling, Touches the Heavens and expresses many feelings, Ink drips from the tip and begins to create, Spreading seeds of love whilst eradicating hate, The pen like a machine gun quickly sprays, Creating […]Read more "Divine Creation (The Rocket Pen)"
There is a method to my madness, Tragedy, heartbreak, misery and sadness, Is happiness just a shadow waiting for me? Deep in the depths of eternity, Big black clouds hover over a bard writing in the courtyard, I move inside as the rain hits hard, sheltered by words, poetry is my guard, In […]Read more "Method To My Madness"
Old photographs in picture frames hang lopsided on the wall, An old man lives alone with his shadow, he feels nothing at all, He lost the people he once called company as he treated them like enemies, He’s haunted by his guilt, his regrets and his childhood memories, His selfishness and stubbornness built the […]Read more "Closed Curtains"
I’m shy like the guy who turns crimson red when he walks by, Grown cautious of blushing, afraid to say hi, To the dazzling, enthralling and resplendent girl with gorgeous green eyes, A transcendent being, it’s like she came from the sky, Don’t let this opportunity pass you by, don’t lose the prize, If you […]Read more "True Love Never Dies"
Recently I’ve hit writer’s block, I’ve lost my creative spark, It’s tearing me apart, my heart is sinking, my head is overthinking in the dark, I no longer feel whole, I feel like I’ve lost my Soul and now I’ve lost control, I can’t fulfil my goals and fill the empty hole, the creative process […]Read more "Writer’s Block"
We are born into bodies, Spirits from the sky, We laugh and we cry, we live and we die, Before we know it life is over in the blink of an eye, We return to the sky and with the Angels in Heaven we fly. Written by: Perspicacious Outcast (John Paul Harrington) […]Read more "Flying Angels"