Friday, 25 February 2011

Bait


Boys use their
own hearts as
bait.

A dangerous game
by any standards.

Tuesday, 22 February 2011

The Cost of Clean Shoes


Believe me;
those sneakers,
aren't worth half as much
as the experiences you might miss
if you insist on always keeping them clean.

Monday, 21 February 2011

For the Best


Somethings are
out of my control.

Somethings are
better that way.

Red Herring


I don't think that
you ever find yourself,
because there is not
any of 'yourself' to be
found out there.

I do think that
we make ourselves.
and once we've made
a person who's skin
we are happy to be in;

a person who has
decided what they
desire and abhor,
what they live or die for,
we'll find that we revel in who we've made,
not who we found.

Sunday, 20 February 2011

Not the End


She'd waited for him
and he let her down.

Thankfully, good stories
don't end like that.

And this will be
a good'un. I can tell.

To Terms


Maybe,
you'll live
fully and wholly
without ever really
understanding what transpired here
in this ephemeral encounter with existence.

Maybe,
if you were
given more time
you'd figure it out.

Maybe,
maybe not.

Sunday, 13 February 2011

Evanescence


If I were to cross over today,
let it be known,
that my time
here was
super
cool.

Saturday, 12 February 2011

The Chase


He traipsed through hundreds of stores
Searching through vast literary archives
Rooting deep down into bargain buckets
Hoping to exhume that one hidden gem
The one everyone else had overlooked
The one who's merits only he knew of
For him, it's all about
the chase.

Discipline


We discipline children
because we love them.

So let us discipline ourselves,
by denying hedonistic lures,
it is the ultimate self-respect.

Monday, 7 February 2011

How Kids Turn into Suits


You've probably wondered
how some grown-ups live without fun,
they walk with a frown
were they never kids? even once?

The truth they used to be
just like you and me
they imagined of jelly bouncy castles
and climbing candy trees.

But day by day
their dreams lost their shine
boringness became normal
uniqueness in decline.

So as you get older
please, don't forget
that the world is a playground,
you're not old and boring, not just yet.

Growing older,
doesn't have to be
'growing-up'.