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"Take all these wants,
take them all away,
I just need You to stay Jesus,
I know I...

My pen writes,..Its an all out war.

My mind for the right.
Crying, bloodshed and gore....

Lyrical flutter gathers in pace from the lips of all who dare,
To create and inspire and bare our...

Your memory is like a thousand words being erased
Because no matter what
they still leave a...

When you can't get out , yet somehow always seem to be let in
When you run , run , run and don't...

​​​​​​​You can write here , you can write there ! You can imagine near , or far , close or away Your...

I love how the trees wake , from their nightly slumber
Do they dream of songs from days ?
As...

"NOTHING MUCH FOR MINORS"

Minors are those less than eighteen,
As they don't have knowledge...

As the first morning light makes its way across the stark walls
I wish to merge into their whiteness...

Poetry materialised from the moment
that sadness swallowed me whole;
from the time I looked...

I’m lacking logic.
In 1995 my tips were frosted.
Frequently I’m accosted
for being too...

Call a man a thief , that's all he will ever know
Call him your brother , he might change his ways...

For all that has been reduced to silent trembling thoughts,
that beg to scream, that plead to dance...

stuck in my own thoughts
just locked away somewhere
inside maybe floating around
in...

There isn't any page left to describe the complexity of your soul.
So I am using the trees of my own...

Sometimes, the train of our thoughts seems to be on its own railway, except there's no timetable and no one...