Masks

The face shown, a mask worn, hides the truth
wont let anyone see you
they may run, hide away, so you create
this fiction, this stage actor, a fake

Your mask covers the tears you swore to never cry
the fears you hoped would die
never let them in, to see the beauty beneath
the truth inside, could cause them to retreat

Be careful with masks worn
who you pretend to be, may become the norm
you may forget who you truly are
the real you, the brightest star

Sometimes you let the mask slip a little
shows a person so fragile, brittle
but that soul sings
a beautiful thing

Thanks for reading.

Peace and Love.

Kyle

Shadow

Shadow walks beside, a hunch, a shuffle

a mournful distressed gait, this being is troubled

the face betrays, shows a smile

deep and wide as the river Nile

Which side is the real me

Shadow always stumbles behind, walks a step from the crowd

always taking second place, never standing proud

yet the body in front, gives a look of joy

always a leader never behind the convoy

which side is the real me

Shadow lives in darkness, a colourless void

grey bleak, a constant rainfall, best to avoid

yet the man stands bright

a sharp colour filled sight

which is the real me

Shadow and body, one and the same, where two sides meet

miles walked in the same shoes, connected by the soles of our feet

happy yet sad, depressed with a laugh and a grin

two stories shared, two lives in the same skin

Both are the real me

Thanks for reading.

Peace and love.

Kyle.

A wish away

Let the darkness sleep
as the day brings its love so deep
watch as moods evolve
flow through, let the hurt dissolve
A wish away from perfect

Let the gloom hide away from the sun
as two hearts become one
passion, emotion, collide with art and mind
let them create a world in kind
A wish away from perfect

Let the pain flow away, pull the plug on the bad days
as hope fills the room clears the decay, with a flowery bouquet
the chance to gain, grow and learn
let the heart share its new tune, let the passion burn
A wish away from perfect

Thanks for reading.

Peace and love.

Kyle

Not who you think I am

I am not who you think I am

Not the person you create, not moulded from clay

or a fictional victim of the world led astray

a loser about to crash, an abused wreck to taunt

a tortured soul with nowhere to haunt

Not the person you portray

Not the fallen, down trodden, leaves underfoot

or a weak fragile frail man in a cage, so misunderstood

someone to laugh at and pick holes with hurt

to kick into the kerb to break apart

Not who you say I am

Not a freak too quiet to understand

too hard to get to know deep down, never get to expand

a punching bag to take your anger out on, cant compete

a welcome mat on which to wipe your feet

Not the picture you paint of me

Inside a heart shines, its blood flows true

a man of love to give to you

a carer and a listener, a giver not a taker

love to laugh and joke but no faker

Not the man you imagine

Get to know, the real deal

the emotions that scar, this mind heals

but still pushes to be better, stronger still

never wishes any ill will

Thanks for reading.

Peace love happiness

Kyle

Messages

Walked away as the lights flicked on in my head
had too much been said, I fled
messages reread in my head
to see if they misled, fear bled into dread

Could be misread, was the message too openly worded
the thing with words on a page
is they can so easily be mistranslated
especially when the writer fears being read

What if the writer struggles to speak
can his words still make sense, be released
are they so deeply held that any deviation
derives different reactions to the questions within

In this time of social media, a message can cause conflict
just from the wrong emoji shown to the misunderstood tone
an autocorrect fail can make you sound out of line
so I walk away, sometimes, to help collect the mind

So quick and easy to say your piece, you just hit send

many ways this can be the cause of a friendships end
a heart left broken, so think before you let the words get spoken
or walk away for just a brief moment

spoken, written, nothing shows the truth like the look in the eyes
those moments where the room goes silent, except two beating hearts
the way the lips part, when close
the only words that count are those

Thanks for reading,
This piece was inspired by a few spoken word poets ive seen recently.
i wanted to play around with tone and delivery in the piece.
Hope you enjoy, peace and love.
Kyle

Hide

Try to hide, yet nothing can disguise
the look, the gaze, the deep beauty in your eyes
you feel unworthy ashamed, not fit to play the game
but you are already player one, the highest in the hall of fame

An angel in flight, such an awesome sight, fit to take the stage
to be under the shining lights, your name should be first on the page
yet there is doubt, creeping, you hide beneath, not worth the praise
but you are a blessing, your light outshines the suns brightest rays

You try to hide from the looks of the rest

feels like they are just putting you to the test
feel unworthy of award
but you are the star, take the applause

Thanks for reading,

muchos peace and love to one and all.

Kyle.

Falling

Been falling for so long

cant remember why or where from

did I jump? was I pushed?

how high, how far, the air rushed by

Like a speeding bullet, feel the wind surging past

a blast, a flicker of memory at last

those eyes, the lies hidden behind, a crash as I realised

have I hit terminal velocity, let out a cry

Whistling sounds surround like a sirens song

must still be quite a height, in free fall now, so far gone

the ground still out of sight, whats this on my back?

a parachute? or a lead weight attached?

Pull the cord, stop the ride

feels like slow motion now

the world in reverse

I'm floating upwards, a rebirth

Not my time to die

let go feel the flow, look up and fly

wasn't a leap of faith, or a savage attack

not a jump into the grave, it was a chance to rise back 

Thanks for reading.

Peace and love.

Kyle.

In my dreams

Are you the one I see in dreams?

where the monsters howl, blood curdling screams

the voice in the darkness

the sounds that disturb in this place so heartless

Are you the one I see in dreams?

as the demons get closer, can sense their evil schemes

the arms that reach out

the fear deep in my heart, try to shout

Are you the one I see in dreams?

where the path gets twisted, am lost it seems

the hand in the fog, the dress that billows

as I cry rivers on my pillows

Are you the one I see in dreams?

the one who takes me in when the darkness streams

saves me when the horrors entangle, cutting me free

puts arms around, holds tight, cuddles me, are you she?

Thanks for reading,

Peace and love.

Kyle.

Stardust (revised)

Where do we reside, is it inside?
between the bones, behind the eyes, now open wide
in our touches, tastes, the ears, nose and mouth, a work of art
our senses set alive, like a lightning bolt to the heart

Is it within our skin, the fleeting touch of a delicate flower
a tender kiss from a passionate lover
in our heads? the mind alive, thoughts breed and artistry bleeds
or do we float around, outside watching on, just planting the seeds

Flowing through every thought, each tickle and sting
every grin, each grain of sand, smiles seen, every time we sing
we are all and everything, the universe as one
we are consciousness, so please hear our songs

We are stardust, we are the collective
try looking from a new perspective
share the love, give peace a chance
be one with all, join the great universal dance

Living, breathing, thinking, feeling, loving, caring, sharing
no need for pain, a life led despairing
no labels to cause strife, just our part in the great story
our roles to play into history

Thanks for reading,

Peace and love.

Kyle.

Cease to be

Cease to see the freedom I'm released into
not so much freeing from me, as freezing the scenery
letting me float into orbit above it
to view from the clouds a land stretched out below

Cease to be as fearful of my frailty
even if my body sometimes fails me, I'm still healthy
in my mind above all, flying free
through the atmosphere feeling the breeze, into space so near

Cease to be fretful, of those hateful games
modern life's tragedies, the same stories being run
cease to feel the hurtful pain now the dream state begins
as the bad blood flows away, cleans my sins

Cease to be me as I'm strapped to the machine
my soul traversing higher than Ive known, all Ive been
no worries or ills, just happiness filled
but, my time hasn't yet come, a chance to rebuild

I can see this through, a lifetimes work to do
my time hasn't been called, the reaper just a preview
my time here is just dawning, after so many false starts
this time, i heed the warnings, take it all with my loving heart

Thanks for reading,

Peas and luv

Kyle.

Riverside

The dancing sun kisses the river
tickles the surface, as the waters glimmer
weather beaten pathway, beside a waterway rippling merrily
the path towards destiny's meeting

Day so beautiful, grey took a trip away
the rays touch the surface, teasingly enticing our thoughts astray
shimmering they bring on a glistening rainbow of colour
a look like no other, a dancing pool of love

In reflection my face older wiser, but still a smile emblazoned
as the spray from the rivers sway stirs senses
cools against the rising heat
that riverside seat where our lips meet

The river flows on to the sea, we don't need a beach just a quiet retreat
the land and waters meet as our toes dip into the depths so sweet
the look in your eyes, deeper than the waters beneath
dive in, forever swimming in the currents of love, hearts unleashed

Thanks for reading.

Peace and Love.

Kyle

stinging words

I want to say that I...

could I let on that maybe

in someway, what I'm trying to convey

what im trying to say, is that I think I like your way

Why is it so hard to get the words to sing

are you really that afraid of words that could sting

just clutching, grabbing the air

when all you are trying to say is you care

But stinging words hurt like a knife to the chest

to avoid the pain that must be best

so you hold them inside your head

keep them with you instead

What I really want to do is open up to you

let my thoughts run free, like water so clear and blue

but I know that in the end ill run and hide,  my safety net

I don't enter the water, don't want to get wet

Thanks for reading.

Peace and love.

Kyle.

Modern World

Shout loud, scream out, we've had enough now
we've been betrayed, words broken, world falls down
our thoughts turned blank, forgot whats important
instead focus on celebrity, fame and fortune

BBC, ITV, SKY, CNN, FOX
news tells us who to follow, who to block
Sun, Mirror, Times, Mail
choose the narrative, who wins who fails

Trump can clear a room, with his poisonous views
in a tweet he blames the news fake or true
everything is the fault of immigrants, lets build a wall
no quicker way to see a country fall, the news will have a ball

A rich man in a mask, pretends to care about the masses
as long as everyone pays taxes
playing at being important, you really are a gas
nah, fuck it, Trump, you really are an ass

Boris a hit with the press, he gets enough column room
for being a buffoon, a complete loon
Hunt I have only one rhyme for you, so apt
but this is a family page so lets just leave it at that

May goes frolicking in the hay, whilst our country falls to bits
our NHS is crumbling, social care, the pits
housing for the poor? nah more chance of another war
but the country is strong and stable she swore

Israeli bombs fall on innocent folk
just a land grab, a joke
hundreds of rockets for one rock thrown
disproportionate use of force shown

yet we demonise a man who wants peace
will speak to both sides, to find compromise
apparently the guy is a joke, though from what I can see
this sorry state, the modern world, isn't funny to me

Thanks for reading.
Peace and love
Kyle

Prisoner of the heart

Here sits the prisoner of the heart
frozen in place, so wishes to depart
to explore the lands outside the four walls
the city of love, his destination calls

Sat head bowed, reflects on how this came to be
a crime never committed, longing to be free
can the prisoner ever be released, too institutionalised
can he find his path, ignoring the pasts lies

Can freedom be granted, unlocking the door to this shell
so much to give, but too much fear, this heart shaped hell
his jailer rattles the keys tauntingly
just wants to be free

In solitary, no way to escape, bangs on the walls
no one hears his calls, contained, always afraid, heart falls
the grey stone, all that hears his thoughts
tears drip on the cold floor, his heart tied in knots

The prisoner sits and weeps, his heart never sleeps
thinks of the perfect life, with you by his side, his pain deep
could be your prince, your king, the one of which you sing
but the walls stop you from ever knowing him

Dreams of open spaces, his heart an open book
a kiss as eyes touch, into each other they look
a tsunami of love washes over, as hearts meld
crashing, breaks down the walls to his cell

Thanks for reading, Peace and Love.

Kyle.

A hint at book two

Footstprints in the sand

Footprints in the sand, a sign of our time shared
will blow away in time, like dust in the warm air
today they stand out, against the golden ground
on this secluded beach, where our love was found

This image in the sand, our feet, a heart drawn around
in time, the tide will wash away, other stories will be crowned
our hearts so close, our rose still only budding
our footprints glory in the bliss, that first kiss, loving

Footsteps on the beach, two sets together drawn
an image that shows of a love forever sworn
that day we stood, sand beneath, and spoke of a life complete
a time with you and me, a life of joy, a treat

Footprints so close together, as we hold on tight
as this special day draws to a close, into night
the cool sea air cleans
as our love infects our dreams

Thanks for reading.

Peace and love.

Kyle.

Victims of the system

Gunshots shatter this cool night
another light shot out, lost the fight
the calm smashed like a dropped glass
as the sirens blare, blasting out en masse

Victims of the system
when no one listens, a blade often glistens
when there is no hope, no money, no futures
any shock that our country is flowing into the sewers?

A tattered state, a bloodstained shirt
the poor always the first to lose the fight, so much hurt
crime the only way, to get a pay day, until it stops dead
and we end with another life lost, tears shed

Will we learn our lessons?
give the young a chance, hear their message, beat the depression
let them live with dreams, to be worthy, a life to be lived
rather than the screams for mercy, of the deprived

Thanks for reading.

Peace and love.

Kyle.

Flooding

Adrift in a sea of faces, mind flooding
head hurts from all the thoughts crashing around, thudding

a deafening sound, pushes you out from the crowd

all you can do is await the storm clouds

My thoughts float away as I'm left drowning
cant seem to get a grip of my surroundings
loose track of my feet, my face reddens, body weak
too much to bear, want to run, escape, maybe too big a leap

The sea of faces smiling or are they frowning
all I know is I'm floundering, still here drowning
the floodgates open unleashed a wave, I'm sinking
need a safe place to fix my thinking 

Sea of faces all looking at me, through me?
all I can do is flee
run away to find my peace
but is that just bowing to this unwanted beast?

Thanks for reading.
Peace and love.
Kyle.
ps please check out my book!

Perfection

I Could compare you to the leaves, falling from the trees

a spirit flying forever free

I could tell you this as my heart gently weeps

you are perfection to me

I could compare you to a bright new rose

a flower whose beauty just grows and glows

a bloom so stunning to see

but you are more, you are perfection to me

I Could compare you to a summers day

warming, a cuddle to keep the cold at bay

but you are brighter than any sunshine ray

you are perfection I say

I could compare you to the fine breeze

that in the heat brings me to my knees

I could say that you make me fly, high as the trees

but that's just air, you are perfection to me

I could compare you to the humid nights

your touch that sets my skin alight

that is not enough, you are more than a touch, a love set free

you are perfection to me

Thanks for reading, Peace and love.

Kyle.

Prisoner of the mind - book

https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/1722975946/

Ohhhh, what have we here? is that a book? Available to purchase for £10 from Amazon, with my name in big letters on the front!! and on kindle in next few hours for £5 you say!
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 https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B07FL286FH

Kindle version £5

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 for U.S. purcheses, $15

Have a look if you want, Peace and Love.
Kyle

80's Computer games

Remember the past, when video games began
oh the joy when we typed load"", and out those sounds rang
we could enter a world of imagination, joy, terror
as long as we don't get the dreaded rtape loading error

For me ZX Spectrum was king
48k of pure power, we could do anything
those days games would last, more than an hour at best
most time spent praying to the gods of tape loading, if we're honest

The games we did play, was head over heels with batman, never wanted to go back to skool
A great escape, to spend three weeks in paradise, we could even Sim a city, how cool
Joined the jet set with willy, whilst getting dizzy over wizball
Lets go Mr Driver sang Nancy at Chase H.Q. as we boasted about it all

Through the trapdoor we went, to play with our heroes

when ants attack, when the fuse is lit, we need bomb jack, not zeroes

Robocop, died more times than i care to count on level one, just so much crime

but with Patience i cracked it about knight tyme

Sports fans, had a ball, no need for fresh air

match day, football manager, Emlyn Hughes, never need to leave our lair

we could conquer galaxies, take out trash hack the world,so much to see

just pray to the gods that your game is still running, when you get back from tea

Thanks for reading, this was a trip down memory lane.
Peace and Love.
Kyle.

Existential dread

Fear of death, terror stings the heart
the great beyond, what is our part?
the unknowing nature of time, its grip over us
forever longing, a feeling that can crush

True terror, like the world doesn't exist
something out of grasp, a lapse, don't get the gist
time is sinking, completely out of sync
yet we carry on regardless, always on the brink

All just illusion, when you cant trust your eyes
nothing feels real, when the brain tells you lies
everything is fiction when your ears do deceive
how can you hear anything and still believe

How can we be truly free, if we barely exist
on our darkest days, fear we wont be missed
the dread builds, inside when you feel invisible
even if you want to hide, is this fixable

Loneliness our companion through this hell
can eat the soul, cursed by this spell
often the one who smiles large and has a crowd around
is the one who feels like they live under a cloud

Are we really in control, can we alter our course

is destiny a path we take, one with lots of forks

if not then who pulls the strings, what is their aim

to create a frail brain, with no passions aflame?

Thanks for reading, Peace and Love.

Kyle

Burn it down

Burn it all down, bring an end to this pain
the thoughts that live in the deep parts of the brain
too much to take, too hard to turn from old recollections
so let those memories burn, all those past reflections

Watch as the blaze takes hold, engulfs, tears through old tears
evaporating, they drift away as do the fears
still too hard to let go of you
so burn away those pictures I no longer want to view

The burning embers of memories, exposing as they go floating by
twinkling in the dark night, scars of stars exploding in the sky
let the past become ash in the cool air
burn away the reminders of the days when I believed you could care

So light a match to the past, watch as the flames leap away
as they clear the surrounding fog, get stronger every day
the memories fade, the pain of the past denied
the smoke eases, the fire burnt out, a new fire burns inside

Thanks for reading, Peace and Love.
Kyle

Sleepless nights

Oh these sleepless nights
let me drift into dreams, will soon be light
no sleep in sight, as my thoughts collide
waltzing around like a dancer,  my eyes open wide

On these dreamless nights, stare at the moon
wonder are you looking too, from your room
are you awake with me, watching the stars
just wishing for a sign. that the time is ours

On these nights, restless and wide awake
wonder do you see me with eyes closed, does the heart ache?
could draw you from memory, my thoughts so lifelike
a scrapbook of sketches to sift through, almost dreamlike

Oh these wandering thoughts, so sleep deprived
if only I could drift away, into my dreams id dive
to see you close, feel you near
but the dreams will have to wait, whilst I think of you here

Thanks for reading. Peace and Love.
Kyle.

Closed eyes, shuttered minds

Through closed eyes you try to view
with a shuttered mind the sight isn't true
the image perceived, of me, isn't the one within
the one who needs to be loved despite the broken skin

Through your distorted lens you cant see the lines
cant interpret the truth underlined, its vision undefined
what you see isn't the real me
just a battered shell, trying to break free

Through these windows, dirty grimy you will never see
underneath the surface, the true reality
through all the fake smiles, the small talk and liars
a world of people like me, outsiders

Through a hate clouded mind you see what you fear
a world that will never adhere
to a single minded point of view
for anyone Else's truths, only love will do

Thanks for reading, Peace and Love
Kyle

Gravelike bed

From this bed, struggle to move, a fight to be brave

too close a shave, hospital bed for a grave

body aches, tubes keep me fed, in a state of dread

so I lay, sleep, wake, watch the ceiling overhead

Leave dignity at the door, all help is needed

feel I have took a beating, all the warnings unheeded

so stressed,  too much time in your own head

struggle to get dressed, when you are chained to the bed

Seems dreamlike, sequences all out of sync with me, confusion

feel delusional, days and weeks just an illusion

my drugged brain, in this psychedelic joyride

the real world and my dreams collide, I'm scared I confide

This bed, now less a grave, a memory, a warning light

swam almost too far to get back to shore that night

Stood at deaths door, all bled out, with my glass in hand

he took my drink poured it away, said take a stand

My bed, I lay, smile more, body aches less each day

nurse gives a belief, the pain will go away

the fears washed over, like the tide had come in

start again, find the strength within to face the world and win

Thanks for reading. Peace and Love.

Kyle.