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.