Halloween 2019

Ghosts goblins, mummies and ghouls
don't scare me as much as those Tory fools
werewolves, and zombies, things that go bump in the night
the government monsters really bring a fright

Trying to lead us to ruin through Brexit and fear
shakes me more than the vampires that leer
terrifies me more than spectres that leap
Boris and his pals make my blood creep

Shadowy creatures and demonic visions
don't bring the shivers like those making decisions
trying to sell off our NHS care
that is something that truly scares

Witches and banshees, evil spirits that stalk
don't make me scream when I hear them talk
not like those who put barriers in place
of homeless people trying to get a nights rest
or those who put bankers before people who need food
whilst they place their funds in some island tomb
those who take from the poor to feed the rich
those creepy crawly creatures really make me itch
 

Thanks for reading,

Happy Halloween.

Peace & Love.

Kyle.

Smiles

The smile that you place on my lips
like a kiss, a drink to be taken in small sips
the dreams we shared as kids
those faraway days of bliss

The smile that touches my eyes
like a ray of sunlight, a day of longing sighs
the dreams we shared will never die
those memories, not long goodbyes

The smile that comes from the heart
like a lightning bolt, a spark
those dreams never lost in the dark
those evenings kissing on that lonely park

The smile that holds me tight
like a hug, on a long cold night
those dreams we talked of until light
the fires that they would ignite

Thanks For Reading,

Peace & Love.

Kyle.

On edge

Its raining in my heart, my soul is wet through
sky overhead filled with thunder, storm clouding my view
I just want to escape the bad weather in my mind
take a walk into a world of sunshine, where the clouds aren't so unkind

I feel on edge, my senses are peaked
like a man on a ledge ready to leap
I took a long walk, climbed from the deep
I was at rock bottom, I tried to break free

Like a battle in my head, the bullets are crashing
the bomb blast fragments, of my memory smashing
I cant contain the thoughts, they are starting to gnaw
too many lost battles, and this - just the start of the war

I'm filled with doubt and self hate; around my neck a lead weight
not a necklace one can forget, this internal debate
not a chain with a heart; given to show that you care
more like a noose - a dead weight hanging there

The loathing comes in waves, great tidal avalanches
when the mood drops down deep, hurt inside grows new branches
a tree torn to shreds by the waters sheer force
my screams try to come, but my throat has grown hoarse

Thanks For Reading.
Peace & Love.
Kyle.

Streets after midnight

An instance of clarity, Looming against the foggy night

under charcoal sky in the intense glare of the moons spotlight

the watchman high in the hills above, demons creeping through dreams of love

he listened to the fears you had, the scares that caused the sweat and dread

he held your hand and wiped away the tears you shed

At one with the dark blanket surrounding

he listened to your heart pounding, cut down the zombies that your brain allowed in

the watchman under diamond speckled skyline, diffused the bombs and the landmines

that cluttered your mind, the monstrous howls dulled in their prime

he blended into the shadows, the creepy mists that clung to your skin

he couldn't let the monsters win

He was there on those streets after midnight, quiet times when the frights loomed out of sight

the watchman of the night, worked with all of his might to rid the place of creatures that cause fright

he walked in the cold damp air, the chill wind screams that rip hearts at the seams

fought the fears that lived there, he wanted a world of happy dreams

And in those midnight blues, when the world is full of things that scare

you will see him in the corner of your eye, walking there, ready and waiting to show he cares

Thanks For Reading,
Peace & Love.
Kyle.

Magic Dust

Drowning on this dry land

as far from the oceans as I can stand

as distant from waters as I may roam

these lungs filling with dust and stone

I just want to fly; free

a speck of dust, a fragment of a different galaxy

I want to bathe in natures beauty, dance like a butterfly or a bee

I want to be seen, Loved for just being me

Growing stale in this stagnant air

like a grey polluted swamp mist we are forced to share

I want to fill these lungs with magic dust from above

want to taste the stars ingest the love

Tethered to this unsteady ground

like a tree planted on a fault line; earthquake inbound

the shakes could start at any time

I just want to be happy living life before the bells chime

I want to be desired for the person inside

not a liar or fake, or snake on the sly

don't try to deceive, or strive to make more

I just desire a place on your shore

Why do I write so much of love in my words?

because I breathe, I bleed. I see colours in the songs of birds

I believe in more than money, power and greed, I feel every heartbeat

these things make me complete

Thanks for reading,

Peace & love.

Kyle.

Maggots

Maggots feast on diseased flesh left to shed
another set of stories told by the beast in my head
deceased skin, the marks of sins perceived, I fled the first waves
as the bullets tore the air, a close shave
word missiles flew
I bled bright red for you

Nothing said could change the tone
set in stone, tablets on which the past was written from a skull lined throne
this story my own, history on loan
as your verbal knives tore my skin until they hit bone
how can one atone? when they are thrown to the wolves, for yesterdays woes
I fell on my sword, the blood wept, crimson river flows

My tale torn from a book, a page dripping with rage and love
of hate and hurt, landscapes of self worth deserted, as the flames leapt from above
the bombs that tore my heart into scraps, 

unspoken words that said more with just a disappointed look

I fell into all the traps, I gave you all I ever had, you only ever took

like a vampire, you tore at my neck the blood flowed, my life you did suck

in a swamp of nasty creatures and leeches I felt stuck

Your weapons, were lies, behind the eyes your smile that I grew to despise under dull moonlight

the teeth that only wanted to bite, the fists that only wanted to fight

you shape shifted into my life, a parasite, a diseased monster of the night

until I took a walk into a world of happiness, people that shattered the illusion of your fright

and I saw that you were just as afraid of the light as I was of the darkest sights

not a person to fear, a person with a story still to write

Thanks For Reading,

Peace & Love.

Kyle.

 

Cardboard City Spoken Word Version 2

Cardboard City was the first recording Id done of one of my poems, but It was only ever supposed to be a proof of concept, and I was never happy with the way it turned out, so here is version 2
hopefully much improved, and I hope you enjoy it.
I still dont like hearing my own voice, but I believe im starting to get better at this!

Peace And Love.
Kyle

Recurring Dream

I sleep in a wave of confusion, as the images make their intrusion
the same recurring dream washes over me like an ocean of illusion
it takes me away to an island paradise
where you are sitting in wait with starry eyes
In an hypnotic trance, my mind asleep in the hot sands
whilst you sit there holding my heart in your hands

I dream; the same one every time
our lives awake, our days lived in this place sublime
as the lies snake away and the peace makes our hearts sway
take the wonderland pathway paved with golden hopes, dancing orange sun at play
I speak but the words don't need to be aired, the feelings live in the air
the atmosphere filled with the love I share

I float through these fantasy skies
where the dream days turn to nights
and I can see your face reflect in the moonlit rivers
under the satellites and meteor showers of a sky that delivers
a message told in cosmic whispers, hushed tones that cause shivers
In dreams I am awake, unafraid everything I need to be
in dreams I believe in a love that includes me

In these hallucinations of my invention
I hear you knocking at my door, there is no apprehension
I hear your voice, like a songbird singing 

I feel my heart springing
smiling wide, we can fly the shooting star ride
take in the dream world fantasy, side by side

we can watch over the rainbow river
watch as the waters of love ripple

I wake, with a smile that soon dulls to a sigh
the dream nothing but a lie
I wait for the visions to reappear
the moments where i see you there, a queen under the moons silver sphere
an angel on a beach, a flower on a stream
I close my eyes, and I start to dream

Thanks For Reading,

Peace & Love.

Kyle.

State Of Emergency

A state of emergency

Riots on the streets

blood on the hands of the elites

a throwback to history

a reminder of yesterday

State of emergency

Cacophony of a world flipping into anarchy

rubber bullets pound the crowd

no wait, those are live ammo now

blood spilled, innocent lives

lost in the government drive by

an assassination on freedom for rich mans lies

State of emergency

Don't stand tall, don't yell or you will be next against the wall

the world is crashing we are here to witness the fall

people are sick, the red mist is rising

like the cost of living in this world of rich mans devising

living through hard times, austerity measures

if you don't measure up there is no time for pleasure

workforce being overused, working for a system corrupt and abused

the method to keep them dulled and confused

State of emergency

Right wing power rise, ignoring the warning lights

the history books that told of the plights

a reprise of the last rites, sold as regaining our rights

when we are really handing them over without any fight

is it any surprise, in this world of far right racists in power

that the people are in fear of the world they encounter

State of emergency

The streets are on fire, from warlords bombs, and uninvited troops

to protest marches, against the way the world is being misused

Worldwide we sleepwalk into the great divide, the battle for our minds is the real one we face

us vs them, nation against nation, race against race

none of these matter, we are just the same, we all bleed red

so don't be misled, or fed a lie to fear the monster under your bed

the real monsters are in the houses of power

they don't care as long as we beg and cower

Thanks For Reading.

Peace & Love.

Kyle.

Stare

I don't care if you want to stare, judge me if you dare

these feet have walked across the fires of hell, shoeless and bare

felt the flames lick, whilst the devil played his last trick

the heat of being deathly sick, so if you want to burn me, you better make it quick

My heart has been torn apart like paper, but of love it still speaks

eyes have watched the sky turn bleak, the tears I cry don't make me weak

the things I've seen, some will forever haunt my dreams

so don't take as a weakness the screams or the tears that come in streams

I have held so much hope in my hands, had it stolen in a blink of an eye

yet still I walk with my head held high, so judge me why don't you try?

ridicule me for the mistakes I've made, make fun of the way I speak

go on call me a freak if it makes your life complete, you wont be the first its hardly unique

I have stood with death, so if you think your judging eyes will make me fall

I have a shock in store for you all, I'll walk tall before I crawl

try to make me feel small if it entertains you so, I'll just go with the flow

your words cant hurt more than the ones that I hear in my head when the lights are low

If you really need me to bleed to make your day feel fulfilled

then I'm sorry but I wont concede, too much of my blood has already been spilled

I walk with pride, my heart rebuilt from the inside

I have life, friends by my side and a smile that's wide

Thanks For Reading,
Peace & Love
Kyle

Hotel room

I was there, tiny hotel room

a lone traveller dancing to a new tune

walked out of my locked cell

into a world of yesterdays and forgotten farewells

In that crowded city, heart brittle

alone in a place so big, I felt so little

yet revitalised my eyes darted across the skies

the lights, the highs, the fantasy lives, the lies?

I was there, in a place of crooks and kings

a theatre stage show world, afraid of nothing

since that day I've been trying to relive the thrill

of a life moving forward, instead of standing still

In that insignificant hotel, I felt a wave of emotion

the noise in my head slowed, hope rushed in like an explosion

I found my words, new worlds to explore in my heart and mind

a piece of a jigsaw I'd long ago left behind

I was there, watching the night unfold over a city that doesn't sleep

I let the moon take me away, into its light I'd leap

and along those dark streets I'd walk, skipping to a new beat

never in fear of what the road would present at my feet

In that confined hotel room I felt freedom, the world felt open

my soul didn't feel broken,the city had spoken

felt like leaping headfirst into a turbulent ocean

floating on the waves, feeling hope in the motion

Thanks For Reading,

Peace & Love.

Kyle.

Memories of red with spoken word video

Haunting familiar paths I walk
ghosts of old, shadows stalk
spectres fade, hope betrayed
moments of light, turn to shade

A crow calls out my name, calls me to shame
echoed words engulf, like a blanket of flame
through the fog, I glance and see, a wave of zombies taunting me
a sea of ghouls, arms outstretched hauntingly, I try to flee

The walls bleed, crimson tears seep as the walls weep
menacing voices speak, dripping their poison as they creep
the windows rattle, a tree branch silhouetted in the moonlit rain
points me out, as if damning me to an eternity of pain 

Laughter, a sinister sound in this empty room
is it in my head or is someone rising from their tomb
the sweat pours cold, shivers down my spine
am I going out of my mind, the icy cold fingers on my neck are not mine

A skeleton in the room, wind howling whistling through the bones
as I lay on this bed of nails, surrounded by poking prodding clones
There was a voice in the visions, in the darkness I saw
told me that we are all so much more, that this world is ours use it for good not war

Death spoke to me in a soft voice, in a tuneful song
told me that I still belong, that I had a story to turn the pages on
and then he was gone, and I was there in a hospital bed
all the fear and dread bled away into memories of red

Thanks for reading,

Peace & Love.

Kyle.

Man ruins everything

Man ruins everything
when profit is king
lets burn the bridges
take our place in history
watch as the ship sinks
under turbulent frothy seas

Burn down the trees, who needs to breathe
pollute the seas, don't want those fish to breed
fuck it, lets kill all the bees
bring this world to its knees

lets heat the ice caps, always wanted a house on the beach
or a palace in the hills away from the peasants reach
humanity sits at the top table
whilst the planet burns, this is our fable

Man ruins everything
no one will hear anymore songbirds sing
butterflies wont dance, animals wont graze
but our roads will be well paved
as we learn of the extinction we caused
through our shiny new Apple Ithoughts

Man ruins everything
when we use the world as a wellspring
a plaything, a money making machine
we need to stop treating it like a latrine
when we forget the planet needs to breathe
don't be surprised when she starts to bare her teeth

Thanks For reading.

Peace & Love.

Kyle.

Pride

Take all of your bad days, wear them like a badge of honour

place them on a pedestal, under spotlight, they made you stronger

all the failures, the setbacks, that scuppered you in your tracks

for you survived all the things that tried to break your back

Take the upset, the rains that swept through your cloudy brain

the tears that crept, as your heart leapt; broken from so much pain

put them in pride of place, don't hide them or feel disgraced

the knockbacks faced didn't leave you out of the race, or too far off pace

Take the hurt, the moments that you felt no worth

when all you wanted was to be swallowed whole by the earth

take the memories that made you cry

oceans of tears; you thought would never dry

stand tall and think of them with pride

for you never ran to hide, you walked with purpose in your stride

Thanks For Reading,

Peace & Love.

Kyle.

Falling Sands

Falling sands show the passing of days
hours trickling swiftly away
as the chimes call, and the hands creep
the days turn to weeks

A four walled cave, as the moon takes its place
replaces the sun, in a constant race
darkness to light to dark again in the blink of an eye
a whimper turns to a sigh, as the morning birds take to the air and fly

Repeat to fade, the tides that wave goodbye to yesterday
say hello to tomorrow it will be here briefly, then fade into obscurity
a photograph blurred by years of reprinting
as the hours fly past sprinting

The fleeting freedom of the suns rays beating
evaporates the tears and lifts a smile in greeting
a friendly reminder that the world is still turning
that the end is not here and the future is full of learning

Thanks For Reading,

Peace & Love.

Kyle.

 

Last Bus

Awaiting the last bus, sat here in the station
the cold chill air, the ghostly light that eerie sensation
a wail sounds in my head, a siren call, I feel darkness fall
reminders of the last time I sat in this cold empty hall

Last bus, sat patient, engine not yet vibrating
the motor not running, the bus sat idle, my mind migrating
you stood there, a memory ghost of years gone by
left long ago, yet I still see you waving goodbye

Last bus starts to power up, the engines now whirling
the wheels will soon be turning
I see you there, in the corner of my eye, blinked through tears
been gone so many years; what brings you to mind, in this shelter of haunting fears

Last bus on the way from the station
waiting, just letting the night feed on my emotion
you staring back, tears from a well I thought had run dry
flood the back seat, all the memories I cry

Thanks For Reading,
Peace & Love.
Kyle.

Seeds of doubt

You made this soul dance, but made me hate myself too

heart skipped beats, but the sowed seeds of doubt grew

made me want to live, but made my life a living hell

said I was free whilst rattling the key to my cell

Led me along the garden path, lined with flowers

to hide the stench of death, to cover the air that sours

the slow rotting corpse of a love left to die

left to decompose, under the baking midday sky

Took me by the hand, told me I was your man

tore out my heart, replaced with a time bomb ticking down

explosive blast to my chest, shattered my love, scattered my dreams

left with just a pile of ashes, resentment, hate and angry screams

Hid me out of view, never let me grow or bloom

away from the nourishing sunshine, not allowed to leave my room

wasn't allowed to be seen, I was only allowed to follow your lead

until I broke the chains and escaped into the world freed

Thanks For Reading,

Peace & Love.

Kyle.

Where dreams collide

I will meet you where our dreams collide

you will hold me tight

make the tears stop falling, stem the tide

bring me a smile, make it all seem right

I'll see you on the clouds, where in dreams we dance

you will look into my heart

make the day go forward, help the clocks advance

give this life a kick start

I'll see you on that beach, where sleep turns to visions

you will take me sailing on the oceans, the seas of the night

we will shout out our wishes, our hearts provide the provisions

on a boat made of pure moonlight, we will fall into midnight

I will be there when dreams turn to smiles

when the darkness no longer circles, we wont fear the long road

just happily walk those long miles

holding on to life, we will walk unbowed

I'll wait in dreams alone, for you to turn in and join the glow

because I know that you sleep under the same sky

the same stars put on their show

and full moon bathes your room in the same moonlight, watches you cry 

Thanks For Reading,
Peace and Love
Kyle.

Dead sun

Some days it feels like your going to break

parts of the mind are on slow down the sky is bleak

the words you hear, like knives cutting skin

these days you cant fake a smile, or even a little grin

could I go back to when the skies were clear?

the days when sunshine bleached the fear

Some days the hurt feels like a noose made of razor wire

ten tonne weight tied to the feet, over a pit of fire

When the world seems black like the sun has burned out

cant find any light, colours have all faded, like an old newspaper printout

could I turn back the clocks, to when the grass was green?

those days where the world was a rainbow and the skies were less mean

Some days it feels like the sky is falling

the walls closing, the ground pulling me in

panic sets its stall, as the clouds fall like concrete sheets

when you see no future, and your past is just a series of defeats

Could I rewrite the storyline to make everything feel fine?

what would be the best opening line? How can you make a dead sun start to shine?

Some days I just want to switch off, remove myself from the script

tear up the pages, leave them scattered and ripped

but then the slightest hint of sun shines through the murk

the shadows show that they are not monsters that lurk

If I could start again would I return to a past day

No, I'd say that the bruises made me who I am today

Thanks For Reading,

Peace & Love.

Kyle.

Adore

I want to say that I adore
your heartbeat, the tunes it sets free
the rumble of a storm over all we see
the moments I wish to share forevermore

Lost mind, left behind the smiles
that time once shined, down on these forlorn eyes
like diamond lights in grey skies
I want to fill my soul with these brightness stockpiles

I want to say, will you be
all and everything I dream
a beach to my stormy seas, a bank to my stream
will you plant yourself in my life like a tree

Sometimes my mind goes slow, the clouds will show
will you still share your glow?
can you hold my heart, keep it safe and warm
can you be the calm to my storm

Thanks for Reading,

Peace & Love.

Kyle.

Condemned

Am I condemned to live with this loneliness
or is there an escape from this pit of worthlessness
I find it hard to scrape by, when the walls are so high
the barriers built to survive, I can't pull them down or leap over and fly

Only want to feel... Something, anything, not this empty feeling
where once was a heart beating, now just a shadowy hole left freezing
I smile, I Laugh, but its not enough
where inside my tears well up, my outside shows an act; all just a bluff

Yes, I'm strong, I have had to be when the grass has grown long
and I'm lost in the field, my mind planted to heal; emotion long gone
no longer the man I was when I was young
so many snakes in the grass, weeds trying to grasp; I'm just trying to get along

Am I condemned to live this lonely existence, just me in residence
an empty cell I built with words spilled; so venomous
Or is there an escape?  A light at the end of this passage so bleak
a true smile to break this shell, a love to make this heart less weak

Thanks For Reading,
Peace & Love.
Kyle.

Stories

We are all stories, a page torn from a worn book

a storm cloud over a steady brook

words give a glimpse inside, a glancing look

at a heart torn, ripped and shook

I let the waste waters flow over my soul

heart burned as acid rain pours from clouds of charcoal

I let your curses infect my head, my pride, my art

let your words tear my world apart

The pieces you find, they give me peace of mind

spent too long looking inside, to the outside I'm blind

I try to see the beauty outside the cage in which I'm confined

a world that can so often feel unkind, as cold rains remind

I tore a new page, clean and clear, let new words appear

stoked new fires, found people that inspire the seeds to grow into flowers

not weeds or creepers sent to devour

found those that set smiles free

not on the lips where they can lie, smiles that live in the eyes for all to see

And the blink of an eye no longer brings a shed tear

but a raised cheer, at the possibility of a universe to revere

Thanks For Reading, 

Peace & Love.

Happy World Poetry Day!

Kyle.