Monthly Archives: January 2016

Let the Emperor Have His Fun

Mortal kings are ruling castles
Welcome to my world of fun
Liars settle into sockets
Flip the switch and watch them run…

~*~

CAMISADO

The devil so clever with your little tricks

With your heart so cold and your head so sick

That even the boy with the mind so quick

You were able to push to the edge, like breaking a stick.

~*~

APPLAUSE

Silent, sullen, sneaking in the shadows so stark

Tried his best to hide but kept glowing in the dark

Until he realised it was futile, hiding was never his cause

And he lived not for anonymity, but for the applause.

~*~

APPLE-POLISHER

A ghost visited the man to take back what’s rightfully his

Left with a debt, while the visited man, a crucial clue he missed

Blood is thick and crimson, his ragged scarf was blue

And a single note on the blood-red fruit left to say I O U.

~*~

STAYING ALIVE

Breathing is so dull and life is so boring

Newspapers, TV, all but dull fairy tales over and over

To save me from the aridness, I wrote my own ending

I died in the end, but then again, that’s what life is for.

~*~

THE GAME GOES ON

So you saved the day, got redeemed and honoured

Defeated me after a million tries

But you forgot that heroes always get remembered

But legends surely will never die

And so the curtain rises and the game goes on, you see

So my dearest archnemesis, solve this one last riddle: Miss me?

~*~

I’m taking back the crown
I’m all dressed up and naked
I see what’s mine and take it
(Finders keepers, losers weepers)…

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A Breath of Fresh Air

You’ve got black chimney lungs

From all the sins that you smoked

You thought it was addicting and fun

A lump forming in your throat till you choked

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Cancer ate away at your endless guilt

Cankerous dark matter rising from the filth

Wallowing madly in soot and craving shamelessly for dirt

Letting your demons overfeed the furnace blazing in your heart

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But the year is over and the raging fire has been snuffed

Time to cease feeding the inferno that left your soul stuffed

A new day awakens, sunrise pulls in the newborn year

As the wind blows dark fog away, replacing it with a fresh zephyr

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So clean up your act, get that broom and start to sweep

Till you could see the colours again and that pure white so sweet

And if you have a new flame going, and a steady passionate desire, then

Just remember to take a deep breath and feed it clean oxygen.

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