Random Poems

Saturday, 7 September 2013

Waves

Waves

The sand feels so good beneath your toes,
The great vastness of the ocean, it shows,
That in the scheme of all this, you are but a grain,
Of sand being buffered around by the waves.

As the water laps up, caressing the edge,
You wish it could cleanse out your head,
But in the end you know it will save,
As your head sinks beneath those caressing waves.




By J. Barrett

Beautiful Magic

Beautiful Magic

she cast a spell you can't escape
before you know it
she's taken it away
she got you hooked on her drug
that drives you insane
but she's taken it away
though the memory remains
those feelings of euphoria
those times you made love to her
you really don't mind the pain
except the pain in your mind
she's taken it away
how will you survive
you thought your life had found it's beat
deep down you knew one day you'd meet
but she's taken it away
and now you can't sleep
poisoned by her beautiful magic

her spell worked fast
clasping you in it's grasp
and now you wonder if it'll ever let go
tugging your heart to and fro
filling your mind with visions of her
things you try to forget
but you've failed so far
and you can't help but wonder
if this spell will ever end
if you'll ever find comfort
if the breaking will mend
the two of you joined so briefly
yet forever is but a blink
her beautiful magic
casting you to the brink
she's gone and it is so tragic
a love story departed and sad
forget her
beautiful magic




By J. Barrett

Heart Beats

Heart Beats

You're playing it like a banjo
Plucking my heart strings
In time with it's beating
A-thump-a-thump-a-thump

This game you have planned though
is doing other things
I know that I can beat it
A-thump-a-thump-a-thump

I've showed all that I can show
And I wish that I had wings
So then I could beat them
A-thump-a-thump-a-thump

With no wings though, I ran from you
The soles of my feet sting
On the cement they're beating
A-thump-a-thump-a-thump




By J. Barrett

From Where We Should Be

From Where We Should Be

When I close my eyes,
I picture us waking together,
In a bed of white linen,
As the sun beams upon us.
The beach is nearby,
The waves come rolling in,
The birds sing shrilly,
Building our morning song.
The light streams in,
Bathing your beauty in gold,
With you lying there (nothing on)
My life seems fully complete.
The smell of hot coffee,
Freshly roasted and hydrated,
Wafts through our window,
Spring loading our minds alert.
Hands begin exploring,
Fingertips waking up, buzzing,
Your soft skin warmth,
Waking the rest of me.
As I close my eyes,
Imagining this picture so perfect,
The only thing missing,
Is the fact you're not in my life.




By J. Barrett

Getting Loose and Dancing

Getting Loose and Dancing

The weekend has finally arrived,
Time for those troubles to run away,
Partying hard and harder,
Until the morning of Monday.

Mustard keen to make it mad,
Getting loose and dancing,
We're G.L.A.D – glad.

Turn it up, blast those beats,
DJ, make our bodies move and sway;
Partying hard and harder,
Until the morning of Monday.

Everyone is scantily clad,
Getting loose and dancing,
We're G.L.A.D – glad.

The floor is filled with sexy,
Steaming sweat from searing skin,
We're all here for a good time,
So you'd best be letting us in.

This will be our launching pad,
Getting loose and dancing,
We're G.L.A.D – glad.

Moving up, moving on, just moving,
This isn't the only place we've been,
We're all here for a good time,
So you'd best be letting us in.

Making our mark like a scouring pad,
Getting loose and dancing,
We're G.L.A.D – glad.




By J. Barrett

A Girl

A Girl

The ink that shadows the sun-drenched skin
The girlish innocence accompanied by sin
The pale blue eyes beneath a butterfly blink
As heartbeats are matched, beating in sync
Something that's stirring from deep within
As bodies are entwined in the softness of skin

Studded metal markers of kissing places
A sweet scent that lingers in wispy traces
Floods all the senses in those embraces
An upheaval of the brains chemical stasis
Causing the mind to verbally praise this
Feeling of warmth in the hard to reach places




By J. Barrett

Sadim

Sadim

Damn my ability to keep anything good,
I fuck it all up and tear it all down.
I get given great things, as everyone should,
But in my misery I'm intent I will drown.




By J. Barrett