It’s difficult to try and fit my wandering mind into a few words or short sentences. I feel like the poem is not taking you on a journey of giving the reader enough material. However, I recently started posting some love poems on Instagram; you don’t get too much retail space in your images. This has helped me and forced me into writing short poems. They seem to be taking off, if you get a chance – pop over to the paradoxical page and follow me. If not, here are some poems to have a look at.

Love Is A Smile

Love! They said with a smile and a smile they said with love because if you listen closely; a smile is born out of love.

Can you hear the love?
Can you see love?
Can you feel the love?

Love entangles itself around your spine, making life believable and sometimes kind.
Love is the most idolized word of its time.

Lost In Love

I’m lost in life finding the one.
She never comes to me when I’m looking for fun.
I await in the pub.
I await in the club.
Sometimes, I make conversation for no reason, like a chump.

Maybe it’s best to stay in.
Let me create an account and log in.
But that’s just no me pretending behind a computer screen.

So, I know, I must!
Hunt for her all over these lands, around the globe, awaiting to take her hand
One day I will find my love.

Dancing between the glow of the stars

She flies in her ship between the stars from a future that I can’t ask because if I do, I might miss her when she laughs at my rubbish plans.

She wants to be a rock-n-roller! Just for one afternoon, In my shed, when I turn up the volume to way past ten.

She dresses in a material I’ve never seen, which cleans itself and creates a new theme.

She looks into my lazy eye and plants visions of never to be seen.

And then she leaves, promising to return in my dreams.

It Was Written

She wanted fame without no shame;
she wore to kill;
she walked to bend eyes – outside in;
she knew her power;
She sought to win without playing in this game.

She could swim;
she went to the gym.
You had to be free to see her grin.

She would approach you with her blue and green eyes, looking through you, like a spider’s web in disguise.
For all that was you, she understood your mood, but you had to follow her on the road that was written before she came.

One More Time

Let’s lay down the hard times.
Let’s play for the times that we want to come true.
Let’s do it together for our children and our mother’s too.

We can do it; I know if we try.
Forget about the past – a moment left to dry.
Defeat does not exist, when we work together and make this it.

I can see the sparkle, flash in your frozen eyes.
When I smile and tap you on the bum, and kiss you on the neck – leaving my innocent scent.

Let’s try one more time?
Let’s not break the marriage photo.
I can’t live on my own.

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