Narrative

By a stinky creek bed the air is thickened with the spice of poverty

My thoughts are mashed by...

Oh tall, twinkly Christmas tree within your warmth of festivity, you brighten up the bleakest nights,...

I pray my mind will relax and rest, from doing what it knows the best..yet whilst I lie down in my nest my...

Never surpress your emotions,
It’s right to lend somebody’s ear.
It isn’t healthy for anyone...

It goes against the saying
Maybe even what's perceived right
They say never speak ill of the...

Even if I climb every mountain,
And never reach the top,
At least I can say along the way,...

There are pieces of you left in my heart
parts that are still sharp to the touch
pieces of...

It’s a sorry situation feeling fed up of oneself, those little voices on your shoulder sit you on that...

He is anxious be left literally up the creek
That's if his boss doesn't pay him this week
...

Halt my traces, please stop me in my tracks if my mindfulness is muddled up and falling through the cracks...

Til the last sun burns
In a far off planetary system
Creation will be self evident
...

Think of a world without any music.
Imagine a life without any song.
What on earth would we...

Be it neither fortunate’s fate nor destiny’s dream when one’s serendipity ends up an exceedingly esteem.....

Down the dusty, dirty road a wornout, weary Donkey dragged its heavy load, there was blisters on the...

Oh the ‘Raz-ma-taz of this character tip, tap dancing to the blues, in his perfectly pin-striped suit with...

The summer sun sizzles high in the sky clandestinely hidden as clouds roll on by, I look up and I count...

Kept on her table by the side of her bed
With a most expensive pen it has to be said
...