fauxcroft
-
The frustration at every turn Every bridge I cross always burns So there’s no going back so we must learn To push on forward and not yearn For the things that have gone and will not return Frustration at every turn So let’s go hell for leather and burn baby burn And adopt the lessons…
-
Christmas lights sparkle Bells softly chime Walnuts toasting nice and warm Festive spirit full of cheer A time to be a little nicer to each other Kisses under the mistletoe While drinking some mulled wine We are together with family so all is fine Snowflakes fall delicately passing by the window Settling on the sill…
-
Do you remember growing up we had so much fun Playing in the park under a golden summer sun Do you remember all the laughter barely any tears You and me against the world we knew nothing of fear Dancing to our favourite songs and singing along Acting as if we were the famous ones…
-
Life is not always black and white And as people we don’t have to fight Just because we are told too Life is not always wrong or right But we don’t have to hate or take sides Just because someone has told has too Just because you’re taught this in schools They say always follow…
-
I got told my poetry is shitty By an anonymous soul That’s such a pity Because I do not care for their judgement And I wont be hurt by their words For what I write is authentic And at least it’s being true to me My words come from my heart And are unique to…
-
love is something that never leaves At least within you and me But we may lose it in each other And we have to find somebody new And the build it up again and start over But that doesn’t mean that we should hate Or be bitter to one and other We should give gratitude…
-
Tedium comes in torrents When you are not engaged Consciously with life And so sets in the mundane We must root ourselves in the creative Ignite the imagination flame And think and ac outside the box To not end up in the same place We must learn to grow and develop In so many different…
-
we could be close We could be parted We could be cold Or warm hearted we could hoard life Or we could share We could be absent Or we could be there We could hate Or we could love and care The choice is yours So open your mind And open your soul And we…
-
Molly coddled Wrapped in cotton wool In a bubble very safe This is the way people live today Sanitised obsessive existence In a blame filled society In a disease feared life In an accident obssessed monotony To scare to move to scared to breathe Not willing to exist and live freely Accepting chances and risks…
-
Poor soul perished in a cold place Died unknown in a sad way Only had a dog with him at the end Young man full of life until then Death came knocking on his door Addiction most probably the cause Found sitting cold and grey Sitting waiting to be taken to the grave I hope…
fauxcroft 