Friday 28 June 2019

Shards of grey


This mistake, a crack in the day
breaks the sunlight into shards of grey
just didn't know what to say

This blind wave, panic it strives
to cling to your skin, infecting your lives
just don't know how to speak at times

A dark day, just glimpses of sun
no hope left, just me on the run
don't know where this all begun
 
Piercing cold knives of rain
fly through the air, bringing down pain
just don't want to get hurt again
 
The stabbing cuts of yesterday
the scars of memories tear away
leaving a trail of hurt and dismay
ripping my heart and tripping me up along the way

As I stumble and the skies rumble
through the pieces of past I fumble
I find a smile in a photograph, and the darkness starts to crumble


Thanks for reading.
Peace & Love.
Kyle.
 

Roll with it


Passing time as the world spins
trying to get by on the least sins
as the night twists and the days end
the grey skies bring their downpour of rain

On a dark ride, in a fairground past midnight
as the belt grinds, pulls us higher into the moonlight
the ground just a flicker through the clouds
as the ride begins, were dropped plummeting down

Through the hills we rise, screams break out of sighs
the spinning twisting tracks, crack and shatter in my minds eyes
and another drop as the ground comes up to meet us with force
the tracks start to level out before the collision course

And were rising again, this time higher than anything
through clouds we break, into space so bleak, but beauty surrounds like a golden ring
through the dips and the highs, the tracks we ride
the lives we live, the darkness subsides 


Thanks for reading.
Peace & Love.
Kyle.

Thursday 27 June 2019

Sleep


There is not much better than a good sleep
falling into a deep slumber, drifting into the minds retreat
relaxing as the moonlit night plays its tune
so why does it elude me so, I ask the moon
 
Not much compares to a good snooze
when the day is done, and your brain wants to cruise
to float on cotton clouds, as day becomes a memory
so why does it elude me, cause such misery
 
All day felt my eyes start to drop
the lids begin to sag as my brain crawls to a stop
all I need is a quick doze
so why does it elude me so when my eyes close

I just wish for dream rivers in bliss
under pastel painted skylines, in dreams we kiss
a landscape of imagination, monuments built of candy confection
a place of great reflection and sheer perfection

I just want a storybook fiction
delivered like a movie that I live in
crazy mixed up fantasy lands
where up is down and we live on purple sands

So why does it elude?
what is with my mood
why does the mind pick right now to inspire
to give me words to write even as I tire

When the clock is advancing
and sunlight is dancing
on the horizon the day emerges
revitalised as the sleep avoids my urges

The constant rumble of voices fill me with dread
like a freight train running through my head
collecting thoughts at every stop
each station a new crop
more noise to kill the thoughts of sleep
until the night returns, and I again try counting sheep

Thanks for reading.
Peace & Love.
Kyle.

Tuesday 18 June 2019

Hearts of leather



Peering back over where I've been
memories that made me, and all that I've seen
through the pages of that history book
the diary written in tears of hurt and love
 
Through the faded scraps remaining
old jaded days, I let blame win
failing to see the true story
the history that I wrote, the true me?
 
I turn the pages quicker
scrambling to fix those parts that feel bitter
yearning to put the pieces together
earning only fragmented hearts of leather

Frantically scanning, trying to work out the man I am
I realise that the person I'm reading, is not him
the years that rise to the surface
are a new growth of love and of purpose
That life that lives in the past, is better left to stay in the haze
to smile at the happy times and to keep distant the worse of those days


Thanks For reading,
Peace & Love.
Kyle.

Sunday 16 June 2019

Fathers Day

I still hear you on those silent mornings
when skies are dark and sun isn't yet calling
echoes of times we spoke, echoes of yesterday float
on the bird song in the air, I hear you and I take note

Hear your voice, in the wind, in the air between
words reaching in to guide, like they are painted on a screen
taught me to be who I am, with honesty and kindness I aspire
to be a son you can be proud of, that is my desire

I hear you as I peer over the fields, through the woods and the trees
your voice stays with me in times of need
in the silent moments your memory lives on
like the words of a favourite song

I hear you when all around is madness
a smile on my face, tinged with sadness
I miss you more than words can say
and I will listen for your voice on fathers day


Thanks for reading,
Peace & Love.
Kyle.
I Miss ya Dad.

Thursday 13 June 2019

Midnight


Midnight plays her tunes
a devil with angel tones
notes that touch the heart, she croons
soothes like a bed of stones

Casts a spell with a devilish glare
Midnight rules the nightlife
through her angel wings and fine blonde hair
a caress like the edge of a knife

Midnight sings the blues
her song drags you in
although there is so much to lose
her angel looks make you think you'll win

Thanks for reading,
Peace & Love.
Kyle.

Monday 10 June 2019

Top Secret Side Project..A Brief History Of Video Games: Paperback and Kindle Editions

A Brief History Of Video Games: Paperback and Kindle Editions now live


https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/1072404826

Please take a look.
The book covers systems ranging from the Sinclair ZX Spectrum, Commodore 64 and Amstrad.
The consoles from the Atari 2600 through Sega and Nintendo's different machines, all the way through to the playstation era.

It delves into some of the history behind various companies, finding the stories that made these more than just games machines.

It looks into some classic and not so classic games, some under appreciated gems and some best left buried.






Sunday 9 June 2019

Heart in hand


I want to sway to the music of star filled expanses
where comets fly by, and the shooting star dances
to hold you so tight, its as if we are one
to kiss until the rising sun

I want to make love under storm soaked rain clouds
fork lightning makes the heart pound
the rains flow like rivers, the sound hypnotises
as waterfalls cool as the temperature rises

I want to wade in the oceans with you by my side
diving headfirst under waves as they collide
I want you to hold my heart in your hand
feel the rythm of my love as we lay in the sand

I want to show you my passion as hot as the sun
as we run through the grasses and forget everyone
I want to be lost in forests just dancing between
the trees, just feeling the lush leaves of green

Thanks for reading.
Peace & Love.
Kyle.
 

Saturday 8 June 2019

If I cry


Picture the room, all empty and silent   
where once was life,  the noise was playful and vibrant
that is where my mind goes when I am alone
when bad thoughts lurk, no one to phone

Relive the scenes like a slow motion movie
I race to the stairs, a cold wind blows through me
that is the place I see when I feel ill at ease
when my days are filled with dark stormy seas

Imagine the hurt, the tear to the heart
it trips you and kicks you and rips you apart
that is the world that I knew before
now lives inside, behind my minds door

So if I get emotional, if I cry
if I yell at the world to stop and let me fly
don't take it as an attack aimed at you
its a cry for the life I once knew 


Thanks For Reading,
Peace & Love.
Kyle.

Sharpened teeth



Walk away, don't turn back, no need to feel under attack
just keep walking away from the pack
the baying hounds ready for flesh and blood
the hateful chorus echoes around the wood
 
Blood drips from bared teeth as the crowd snarls and barks
growls, a warning, to leave you alone in the dark
alone, safe zone, awake, til dawn light hits the halls
head screams with voices and hideous calls
 
Turn away, the stains of the day wash clear in the rain
the floods soak away the pain
except the thoughts that float in the brain
constantly shouting out your name
 
Murmur grows louder, a thought that wont release
prowls round your mind like a thief trying to steal the peace
once its in place it steals the air that you breathe
like a vampire sucking your lifeblood through sharpened teeth

Thanks for reading,
Peace & Love.
Kyle.

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