Molly was a lover

Molly was a lover

Not just a friend

Someone I could rely on

She didn’t pretend?

It’s a shame

how life changes,

It’s a shame

It all had to end

In the beginning

Met through friends

She was stylists

A fashion icon Setting trends

We the did parties

With sniffing crew

She wore yellow

I wore blue

I looked into her I eyes

And Knew

I was in love

And she was too.

O my god

That’s when it happened

You wouldn’t believe

You couldn’t imagine

We had the money

We had the fame

Looks to kill

We played the game

A Lavish lifestyle big houses and boats

Flying Aeroplanes

Wearing pinstripe suits

Loaded with Fur coats

Dangerous

When we had a drink

The horrors that happened

Head would sink

Dark hair

And wanted lips

White Sunglass, tanned

Slim Gorgeous hips

Sips of gin

Washed with kisses

Vicious words

The queen of bitches

But after all

She was mine

It’s a shame how it had to ended

Living for a line

In the fast lane

Sowing the seed

Copious amounts

Fantastic nose bleeds

Wasted cash

Potent weed

There was only one way this was going

But I couldn’t see

Blinded by love

And excitement life

Until the death

Me and molly now my wife

Kids came

We loved them dearly,

An abstract world

They saw clearly

For all the riches

And the gold

I found my heart

My mate my soul

It came to past

Life became to fast

We grew old

Hearts beat to fast.

She looks at me

And I knew

She was leaving

So I left too

In My Bed

We lye side by side,

Still the bed is cold

We say nothing to each other

But I can hear her thoughts

Time stops

But it feels like forever

I close my eyes

But I see shadows

They never leave

Nor do theses feelings

The sun rises and falls

I aged

Inside I cry

By sun down

I Die

Nothing changes

Sex

Seems like a good Idea,

But I couldn’t careless

As for the effort and energy

Please forgive and forget me

A Hollow heart

Doesn’t make a good sound

Please

Screaming looking for heaven

In a time of need and trouble

Please hear my cry

Although my soul belongs to the devil.

I know that I have done wrong,

But forgive my heart

I’m caught in the middle

Of light and dark

The path is not always lit

And is never straight

Guidance is limited

I try to have faith

When the time comes

Remember to be strong

Honour your mother and father

So your days may be long

Simple rules in a complicated world

Limited tools boys versus girls

Forget that because were all equal

I live in a land of evil heaven is the sequel.

The Murky Skies

The murky skies of a Parisian night.
Strange tales a foot
Could’nt imagine this feeling
Sharpe like a hook
No book could amount to this sensation
Long live the king sound the horns
Drinks a plenty It’s a celebration
Surrounded by colonially pressure
Boats rest on sure
Surnames as English as ever
Blue and white sweaters and more.
Things may changed
But the smell is the same
They say the tides have changed
But the food from the animal still remains lame
Don’t call the cops
As we have no crops as they are died
As they are part off the flock
There faces left red
Tongues suffocated with lies
Buildings built with pride
But riddled in jealously
I see nothing but grey clouds
I’m home bound
Please forget me

Fresh to the World Numb of Mind

As angels fall
Devils fly
The truth is disbelief
As we live in lies.

Fires burns
Within hearts so cold
The young are not frail
They are hardened and old

Fresh to the world numb of mind
What was said?
Has now been sold
Driven by the blind.

White or black
and of course yellow
Whatever the lines,
Come my dear fellow

It has to be toed.
Led by example
Save the planet
Carbons not harmful

The fable of the world
Led to death by the voice
Money and destruction
The peoples choice

The new order,
Global melt down
Hyper inflation
Coming soon in your town

Be careful what you wish for
Judge a book by its cover
Follow your instincts
friend don't mean brother

The Reminder

Americans,

In this day and age

So Big,

So Bold,

So Bashful

But right now

You’re poor in this town

Hola at the pound

Dollar In the ground

There you go

Thanks to the Euro

Ramble Ramble

I’m depressed
I’m stressed
In a state of restlessness
Living in west

The chase
The hunt
Looks like a newsagent
But it’s just a front

Questions
But no answers
I really don’t know
Who she is

Business as usual
We open at nine
You’re late
Hell to pay next time

Back in five
Out to lunch
Something not quite right
About that bunch

A mouth full of horrible things
At that age
At what stage
On what page

The stage is set
But we regret
To inform you
You are in debt

I can’t believe

I can’t believe this feeling
I’m in a world with out words
I communicate through feeling
Am I dreaming?
I have faith
I am believing
She by my side
I am breathing
Life with meaning
I’m stronger
I’m competing
The fruits of the soul
I’m eating
I’m sharing
I’m Baring inner secrets
For higher learning
No longer yearning
As she is here
The fear has gone
The tear no longer a song
For together we are strong
we have come along way
Theres more to take on
The hearts grown fonder
The future is yonder
In the distant I see the sun
Adventure to be had,
lots of fun
The one thing needed
No longer bleeding
Healed with the weld of a sword
My job has begun
I found God the father and the son
There is only one
Who lives on high
I will move forward now
he has opened my third Eye
Lets pray
Lets Fly

The Blinds

The blinds never close

For air is needed

It gets too stuffy

A bit like my head,

Full of thoughts,

Trying to get out

But not like the light coming in,

Bright

As I wake

I think of her

I see her face

Feel her kiss

I watch her rolling in the large white bed

Heaven

She cuts her eyes at me

Stop it

You look cute

I put my hand on the right-hand side of her bum

It’s a perfect fit

I run my fingers up and down her spine

And grip her shoulders

I smell and kiss her neck

uncontrollable is my desire.

I shiver, I mean quiver

sexual tension

I guess

She knows

She looks,

She laughs behind her eyes

I’m helpless.

All that I dream off,

All that I can imagine.

All that’s good

And all that’s bad.

All that I am,

and want to become

She holds

she knows

O she does

but doesn't want it.

It's not that easy

Complicated

I don’t speak for the sake of it,

Silence is golden

It’s better that the wind blows

Rather than the sun shines

Although I prefer when the rain falls.

To loose these memories

Would be fatal

To hide theses feelings

Mental

It’s hard to think of anything else

It’s painful

But that’s the safest thing

That’s me

Four Coffees daily

Because of me

G and T

Always be honest

Always get hurt

Have your cake

I cant eat it

Tell a friend

Bothered

Yes

I

Am

It will take awhile

Since you’ve been away
I guess things have changed.
I never meant for this to happen
I understand you feel this way.

It will take awhile
But things will get better
I think about you everyday
What ever the weather.

One day it will all stop
The images will disappear
For longing for you
I will end without a tear

Looking into your eyes
And into my heart
It beats strong But we are now apart

The Mother of All

As angels fall
Devils fly
The truth is disbelief
As we live in lies.

Fires burns
Within hearts so cold
The young aren’t so frail
They have become hardened and old

Fresh to the world numb of mind
What was said?
Has now been sold
Too see is to be blind.

White or black and yellow
Whatever the lines, dear fellow
It had to be toed.
Led by example the fable of the world

Led to death by the voice
The choice, destruction
This new mould, the consumption
I think I must go the mother of all

We Meet Again

We meet again,
The same old spirits
I guess they never wonder far.
From black eyes to blue eyes,
With eyes of jade.
Always the same but of different age.
Father left or unknown,
Lonely women
Divorce and at home.
Why I keep meeting them
I’ll never know.
Life stories told in an instance,
Followed by the words I knew you would understand
I suppose I do,
But how do you know?
Our spirits met, they told me so,
Silent as you sleep, loudly as you walk.

Forever close by,

Together you talk.

She’s a Persian cat

She’s a Persian cat
Very smooth and gentle.
Wildness behind the eyes
The shine, the essential
Perfect Jaw line
Perfect Nose
They way you walk
Perfect toes.
Eye lashes,
Short but striking
Blond hair
The desire and passion
Delicate touch
Fragrance sweet flowers
Could hold you in my arms
Kiss you for hours.

It’s Funny

You think it’s funny
That I speak my mind
I think it’s funny that
You think I’m blind
Messing around with others
Still telling lies
Saying you love me
Big eyes like crocodiles
The years have rolled by
In a relationship of fears
With everyday that passes,
The glass fills with tears
Half full or half empty
Is how I’m feeling
Stealing each moment
But my heart is bleeding
My mind chasing shadows of forgotten memories

Do I Stand

Do I stand and watch as something grow,
give up belief for where it goes.
Ideas change,
of that i am aware,
what i want is important,
that must be made clear.
Running around for someone else,
tired looking for peace in ones self.
Drugs and alcohol,
start to take toll,
too much of these absent misdemeanor's,
loose ones mind and desert the soul.
Money,
so funny,
chase it,
pray,
play
be lucky,
go hungry
looking rich,
broke to be cool.
Materialism the new click,
You'll thank me when you get older understand.
It is the greatest saying in the land
i told you.
So,
You'll thank me one day
they always said ,
it was true
I see it every night,
when i wake
and go to bed.
enough said,
I'm not easily lead.
I'm street
i have cred.

The Last Thing I Want To See

Money is the last thing I want to see
People chase it
Some people make it
Others dream of it
Others need it
To die for
A tooth and an eye for
Just a little white lye
Obstruct the law
Baseball bat and Broken jaw
For sure we want more
It grows on trees
Up to your knees
like honey for bees
And cats in trees
I just cant breate
Moneys the last thing i want to see
But money wont let me be
Will money set me free

Hearing Her Voice

The heart wont heal without hearing her voice
Seeing her face,
Touching her skin
Walking talking
Allowing something in
Nothing has meaning
Until i have that feeling
The feeling of being complete
Unique with the love that we have
I will be stronger
I will glow
Nerves will go
I will answer clearly
You will hear me
For what I am
And what I believe in
I will lead
Without the need
For players of unrighteousness
Your highness is unnecessary
Sir will do
Manners received
Manners given
As its been written
Is how i will be living
My path
Not prison
Change
Has resin
The match,
Certain perfection
The attention to detail
Like her hair
My mind bright like sun
Her eyes like the moon on the water
A subtle mood
One of seductive tension

She's A Black Animal

A sexy figure, a smile that’s cunning
What you playing at?
Whose leg you pulling?
She knows what she’s doing.

Touching is one thing.
But that’s already on the cards.
A moment alone, hard to come by
Situation starved.

I’m like you as you are like me…
The tension unspoken,
Just felt
Behind the eyes it lye’s
Hearts won’t melt,
They will burn, intensely until
Life is render, soul satisfied

The light softens, as does your breath.
Your body my eyes,
The smile so cunning

Only in America

Only in America,
In God we trust,
where the American dream is everyone bread and butter with or with out crust,
fast paced, but cool,
Big yellow buses take little peeps to school,
a country like no other,
the original big brother,
CIA FBI APB drive by,
why, how high,
living like white man can't jump,
want money like no hair Donald Trump,
from central park,
to the National Indian Reserve.
This is my land boy,
haven't you heard...
word!

It's not what you know,
but who you know,
there's always someone bigger round the corner.
America made from self made millionaires,
crack the market forget bitches I warn ya...
Corruption with equal rights,
no green card,
working long hours just to be heard and late nights,
don't see the sights.

Twin tower,
a tragedy to humanity,
a super power but wasteful with responsibility...
carbon foot prints everywhere,
in the name of national security.
Many have had the dream,
and have had that dream taken
lives are cheap,
Home fries with Canadian bacon maple syrup, blueberry pie, Eat eat eat...
sorry I'm eating,
I cant speak.
I barely walk, and my knees are weak.

Money for oil,
still the troops die.
Weapons of mass destruction?
Truth or lie?
Celebrity endorsement,
sex in the city,
funny at times,
but not about Britney...

I want Big titties and I want tight ass,
you're not all that,
but then again you got cash.

More Cash or gash by the hour,
step up Mr Obama,
potential Black power,
cometh the man,
but will we see the hour?

Some of the places people live in each state,
leave a taste in your month, quite sour.
Washed drenched in hate.

All that glitters isn't gold,
Crash economy,
back lash of the monopoly,
double up and step in with the pound,
Londoners shop till you drop,
dollar bills spent at every block and every town.

But nothing can beat it.
America's short term history,
The land of opportunity and gangster hip hop mentality,
death row records,
bad boy entertainment,
def dam, and Phat farm,
that's a different arrangement.

To be the king of New York,
or in the blues of the south,
rags to riches
Described from everyone’s mouth.
America, in all its glory
a place of miracles,
what's your story?

Well Said

I was told once to value people,
But what do i care, I have no money,
I live off the fat of the land.
Waste not, want not,
So guess your all the same to me.
Respect women? I respect women that respect themselves
Well said, if i don't say so myself.
Patients...
Patients is a virtue
And
Virtue... is a virtue,
So does that mean I'm ahead of the game?

Common Sense

Common sense

60p or 60 cents?

Question what not?

But what you believe in?

See what lies beneath the tree?

The thieves that thrive on your smile,

The friends that indirectly damage your means to an end

That lend their support but flop when push comes to shove,

That never should have happened

But you knew,

You where told from above,

But ignored

Common sense should have prevailed,

At your age you can act better...

steam the envelope first

Then read the letter...

Regreat never?

Perfection, Delicate, Feminine

Perfection, Delicate, Feminine
A women bred to live in the Kremlin...
A doll but not for show
A mix and blend from a tale of love many moons and lazy mornings ago.
How those lovers met, they could never regret,
Perfection, Delicate, Feminine

I Guess

Positive thoughts,
Perspective, speculative I guess
When surrounded by negative people
Simple minds pleased by simple materials
Man made creations,
Used as decorations that force the hand of those without pocket
Posh but no like Brocket, money wrapped around foot
latest edition
Street without a beat.
So cool you dont eat,
The click
Trust worthy.
But not.
I smile.
But bored by the lot.

Used

I used to be stupid
But now I’m just intelligent
I have a brain full of facts
Which most of are irrelevant

I feel faster sharper
As the world passes me by
I see everything
My feet don’t touch the floor and my hands reach the sky

Global community closer through computers
Every house fitted with a smile and network routers
Instants chicks with big hooters
I have many friends, no ones a looser.

Everyone’s in debt, Living on credit?
Read it, but not the small print
I don’t do coke, but MDMA
Because I can afford it

Movement with finger prints
Carbon emission that stinks
Go green, a clean ideal but not reality
Fantasy intention, an expensive morality.

Low cost love find it here,
If you don’t we’ll send someone to care
Just like your banks with no money
The depression is coming don’t you fear.

The rich are rich
And poor are rich with ignorance
Thugs with drugs or just kids
Lost not found seeking deliverance

Never

I used to be intelligent
Now I don’t think
I just work
To pay the rent

I Feel slow
Although there’s never time to stop
I see nothing
As fight to reach the top

Global warming rains
But my heart remains cold
The old become young
The souls of youth we have sold

Money and trees
Have now joined forces
Hedges funds disguised
Instead dressed in red and riding horses

Flashy red porches
4x4’s on tour
Guns rule the capital
Cocaine at every jaw

Times are hard
Sex still raw
In love with the computer
Not people anymore

What’s left?
What has life in store?
Once a pretty picture
But opportunity has passed this door

I Stare into the Darkness

I hold you close

As I stare into the darkness

The room is hot

But I am cold

Word are written in my mind for miles,

But I cant speak.

I look strong but inside feel weak,

I don't wont to be here,

You feel as thou a future is present

But I cant be truthful

Look older but act youthfull

Sex just an act with out feeling

Without seeing the problems

What lies beneath,

The lies between my teeth

I'm glad that is dark

I can hide

Be My Mystery

Don’t try to understand love

It will always be a mystery

Live today

Because you died yesterday

Your born again every morning

The sun will rise

And the moon will fall

Love won’t pass you by

Love will make your heart beat

Your wings will grow

You will fly.

I call on you

The clouds are dark
And its started raining
It dont look good
And heart is paining

The rain falls hard
And lights are shining
It dont look good
You know what im saying

So I call on you

I here my heart beat
I know its time
Time to dance
Live or die

I know you know
I see it in your eye
I know you know
And you know why

My heart is paining
I forget about the rain
I 'm already drenched
The clouds spell your name

I call on you

Live a lie
Do we just live to die

I know you know
I know you know why

Soft White

The devil smiles
as the angel moans
a sky of full moon
and broken halo

darkness fills the room
but the light will soon come
You dont no where to look
no where to run

Soft white skin like a pillow
but a heart as rough as gold
you were once a friend
But now you are on your own

The bells ring
In this hour of silence
I walk with my eyes closed
As happy laughter ends in violence

Lost in your mind

You don’t know me
But you warn me,
Your loud voice carries across the way
Others just ignore,
But I listen
I know you’re not yourself,
Lost in your mind
A cold prison
You tell that I cant trust him you say,
Still I listen
And look at him
As do you,
But you also say,
This makes me sad
That he's going to die,
I cannot forget this,
Your voice rings
Still until this day
Mad or not mad,
It’s true until for rest he lay.

To You Strawberry

I've never met a women,

So calm and so warm

With hair of fire,

For which im drawn

Your kind ways,

For which you take time to express

A true friend,

I don't have many must i confess

Its funny when you giggle,

You whistle,

A happy tune,

Because that's who you are,

A star,

which shines bright

A creative being,

Like the sun at first light,

and the moon at night,

A special friend

That you are very,

These are my words

from Apple

To you Strawberry.

Why don't you...

Just run?

Or Just

Big eyes with a closed heart,
Run scared from the light to the dark,
Trickery one's art
Or just confusion.

Open arms with chest full of thorns
Lips softly together but heads locked with horns
One's reality
Or just an illusion.

Speak truth hide lye's
Tears tied with good byes
but inside cries while outside shines
Or loneliness the conclusion

I'm Tired

I'm tired,
Tired of thinking,
Tired of being stressed
So I turn to drinking
Thinking that this will relieve at a best
The pressure,
What pressure?
The pressure of the mind
Which I find unkind at times,
Not allowing space,
Its always one thing after another
With 3 weeks holiday,
Mind games ain't played,
There taught,
Key stage three, mind games in elementary
When really I want me back,
forget money or fame,
I want the love that keeps me sane,
That holds me in my heart,
Nothing to do with the brain,
I need to be cleansed
I need the rain,
The earth
The wind
And the fire,
So I'm may attain
What is mine,
What has been given,
So my think less,
Become higher
In my state
Of consciousness

You Go

You go
I'll stay
I'm sorry
But its better this way
I need to live today
As I could die tomorrow
Life with you brings pain and sorrow
I cant cry
I cant hide
Sick of lying
It hurts inside
What once was
Is now over
It is written
This chapter is over

Apples & Strawberrys

Arm in arm as we left the club




It felt good




Silence had seduced beauty




With only the wind tickling the tips of our ears




You decide to whistle




Its sounds so cute




Your sweet lips positioned like a flute




It made my heart beat




We looked for cab




But we decide to walk




We talked




About things




About silly things




Like having wings




In that moment




I confess




That I felt free




Underneath the tree




We sat




The sky looked like the sea




The taste of an apple



The taste of strawberry

Speak my Mind

When I speak my mind
I find that I feel better
Its like a sunny day
rather than rainy weather
Never as bad as you first imagined
I released
My mind and tongue rolled into one,
Without use of the heart
The cloud which was darkened,
moves apart,
pent up thoughts
squabbling brains becomes silence
left or right
neither are fighting or frightened
The recipient
They took it reasonable well
Considering
I had more to say
but now I have forgiven them

Don't Sleep

Don't sleep
Seems obvious really
As who does
Everyones busy staying awake
Making simple mistakes
Rest is the test as everyone needs it
Fighting today for tomorrow
And tomorrow could be death
The mood then would be sorrow
What about eat, sleep then play
Enjoy what you want from life
Live for the day
Life isn't short
Its just how you look at it
Life could be long
You could even write a book on it.

absolutely gorgeous

When you come out of the bath room

You look absolutely gorgeous,

Your wet hair and your face innocent for the day.

As you put your make up on, all i want to do is touch you.

All i want to do is look into your eyes and taste you,

Smell the harmony that clouds my mind,

I was in the kitchen,

You came up from behind,

You made me tingle all over,

I havent had that feeling in a long time

You wear your stripy Jim-jams at night that makes me smile.

I am comfortable, and you are too,

I guess my chest was designed for you.

You tell me "stop it!"

Stop talking this way,

I know its not long

But what else can I say.

The Collective

Everyone wants to be a part of something,
when really something is nothing.
one thing which is something is you.
The collective which is the individual
push together to a point then it collapses
movement becomes residual

Something Special has Occurred

Your smile brightens my day
Although at this moment you are far away
There's nothing that we can do Ive read
But missing you is something that we have both said
Days in bed
Dense with thought
Resting my eyes but then I get caught
Spends hours talking about nothing
Spend hours kissing and hugging
Driving you home
But I cant say a word
These situations I find hard
When something special has occurred

Happy but bored stiff

The new year starts, as it ended
Full optimism, and others pretending.
Happy but bored stiff
Thinking fast but moving nowhere quick.

Sick to the back teeth,
The rhyme is close but still in complete.
listen as i have become death
Need money to spark back breath

Off Life, off wife, my strife
In shape but not a king
must find her soon
I am dying... Ive been trying

Seen by many that note novelty wealth
If it sparkles you'll drink to that
Living becomes stealth,
The seed, the tree, to hell

If you understand this
then my job isn't done
If you don't understand this
then you know this isn't fun