Drink and religion

Virgin or bloody

Mary went muddy

Damp and floody

How fate was felt

When God spelt

Messenger boy knelt

Rose as messiah

Humanity and stuff

All that guff

a drink is more real

mother chose the deal

you became the son

I will have fun

Vodka’s bottle

Lemon’s throttle

any bar, every hotel

Casino, each motel

My name will be around

And not in vain,

with zealots insane

being sworn in pain

a mere trash can

considered ill to all

when religions eventually fall

I will still be standing

either Damp or floody

Virgin or bloody

Mary the muddy

every drunkard’s buddy

Contentment

happiness exuding the simplest smile
burying unrequited unnecessary complex emotions
life motions, in harmony, at peace, ignoring ignoble happenings

Host

Above the clouds
In the white gleam
Inspiration from
a beautiful dame
Smile so pure
Welcoming to
the core
Eyes telling
of hope and
Joy endured
Goddess
With her hidden
blushing smile
Makes flowers
Blossom in
a while
Thank you
For being there
and for all
affection
attention
and care

Unending wait at Piccadilly circus

Pulse moving
aimlessly, desire free
Nothing changes
view ranges
far to infinity
devil to divinity
Insinuating lust, love
depends who is
watching, wonder
rain and thunder
thoughts asunder
colossal blunder
Youth plunder
away sense,
nonsense of being
nuisance it seems
of life so far
mere mortal
to a star
reaching highs
suddenly, lies
of day dreams shattered
Touch of loved one mattered
the most, mere thought
of distance takes away breath
filling it with poison air
heart has never been fair
who cares, I don’t, while
I wait in this aimlessly
selfish, devilish crowd
eyes shamelessly
searching, knowing
you will never be back

Parallel

Side by side
you and me
Just a kiss in between
a mere heartbeat
moving in the same direction
same moments
away, alone,
watching, staring
never daring
to change the path
to cross the line
saving parallel
universes
angel, divine
who are you,
can’t be human
as I lay myself bare
waiting for your stare
to touch me somehow

Advice

Be strong
sing the most valiant song
not before long
you will find, your redemption
to your satisfaction
Ignore the rest,
that pain, such hurt,
that kiss and his flirt
Listen to me
treat the past, like filthy dirt
washed up old shirt
Your future is bright
it will have joy and delight
be strong, carry on
kick the tyres,
rekindle fires
within you
to get you through
See to it
Be to it
just don’t ever
never never
Quit

Chasing destiny

Early noon
the day almost lost
looking through
counting costs
deep affection
a sincere host
passionate kisses
knight ghost
her shiny armour
tarnished by lust
devil cravings
did what they must
that much affection
never ever shown
will she be back
it is not known