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I have that Spark – Poem


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I have that Spark – Poem

Whatever the weather, whether I wither or whether I’m sempiternal,

Fired-up and eternal,

I’m a spirally turning as an inferno tornado,

These drugs had me tied-up,

Now I rise up as a periscope to show the way home,

I have some revenge to cash-in by the pay-load,

You’re not saving this damned kid,

This demon is going to flay his soul,

Stealing the meaning of his life, Hey-Ho!

All of my words have been censored gold,

I’m pulling this world apart as a centre-fold,

There’s no end to my road,

So there’s no sending me home,

I’m living in the darkness of a Hell’s hole,

And it’s impenetrable,

A mission impossible from this psychiatric hospital,

I’m breaking out, I bet you all!

This pencil bestows thunder in my hands,

We’re all crazy here!

I’m Alice in Wonderland,

My colours blur to overstate what’s over here,

I’m passing you it with an underhand.

This is all one man’s mad mind,

Run while you can still hide,

Love while you still have,

Because I’m taking all you hold in your hearts,

Charting towards the cold water with sharks,

Don’t bank on me coming back as me,

Because I’m blowing your homes down with gasoline,

As I have the spark.

 

Creative Writer Alexander Kennedy.

And just a heads-up me and my girlfriend are having a baby boy! So Happy!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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An Epic Duet: The Beautiful, the Bad and the Pychotic – Part 2


Part 2 of the duet poem I wrote with my friend Just Patty! This is probably going to break the record of longest duet poem on WordPress lol! So brace yourself my friends! 😉

ROLL UP! ROLL UP! Tonight I and the beautiful and talented Just Patty will be bringing you another, yes another totally awesome, super spectacular, nowhere near normal poem…. And this time it’s personal. So hold on to your butts, close your mouths and widen those eyelids because tonight my sane friends we are taking over WordPress.com and perhaps tomorrow the world… And if we have time at the weekend Hell seems kind of fuzzy and warm this time of year.

So please like this post and then jump over to her page and like that as well and while you’re there have a browse around because we love to know we’re loved. http://petitemagique.wordpress.com/

Oh and HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO http://youngadultfictionblog.com YOU ARE ONE YEAR OLD TODAY!!! PARTY!

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Alex –> https://youngadultfictionblog.com/

Just Patty–>http://petitemagique.wordpress.com/

The Beautiful, the Bad and the Psychotic

Part 2

Alex & Just Patty

I’m losing my train of thought,

I’m coming off the tracks,

My contaminating cause is lost,

When everything is turned to black,

But with the lights out, it’s less dangerous,

And with this god-like power of poetry,

I find out that we’re all brainless,

Poverty and loneliness, I can’t contain this,

My emotions now are purely naked,

My life is utterly shambolic and shameless.

Type over the moon and scribble out these stars,

Will write for food, can’t you see my rib bars?

I’m filling up on philosophical words,

Scoffing all this hurt; turn the oven up, the heat helps,

If lovers come they get burnt,

My words are the corruptors of worlds,

I’ll have you stuck in reverse,

A wondrously strung verse,

Understood, it’s understandably coheres,

My meaning means nothing if it’s not forced head first.

See through my eye of the blackest storm,

Can you hear that barking guard-dog?

I’m coming at you all as a dark horse or a shark with killer claws,

Putting your smiles to bed until your laughs lost,

Sanity, it won’t last long, so back off,

I have hacksaws, gasoline and a matchbox.

No light lives here,

Born to fight or disappear,

Wishing you were here,

Where history belittles me,

Cities sights within me,

Now I’m in open flight over the sides I fly,

Downwards I drive; gentle gravity has little interest in me.

The road to your destination

Is one hell of a bumpy ride

Keep pushing forward without hesitation

Even in the most darkest nights

The moon will guide your path

And the stars will lead the way

I find out that we aren’t all heartless

Love and kindness, you can do this

Your emotions are raw and defined

Your life is still a blank canvas

Paint a lullaby and travel a thousand journeys

Feed of courage, can you see the opportunities?

I’m dazzling with endless determination

Stop the bleeding, heal the bruises, the cold helps

Love will heal what words can’t

My letters are the center of reflection

I’ll get you in first gear

A verse written so sincere

Understanding can melt an iron heart

Love glues together whatever broke apart

See the road appear throughout the fog

Can you hear the serene calling?

Tame that wild horse, or let it break free

Sanity is overrated, creativity takes its toll

Fire can be put out with water, so go ahead

In the dark you can still fight

Even tell wrong from right

Where history lies behind me

The future is calling for me

So spread those wings and set yourself free

Even if it means living a life on the edge of sanity…

Now hit that like button…. Alex

 

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If We Only Die Once, I Want To Die With You


If we only die once I want to die with you

If we only die once, I want to die with you. I had a dream of our perfect life together, holding hands in the midst of each other’s battles. If we are side by side we could conquer it all, we could be royal lovers in our ravishing dark land. Too much booze brings out our slurring kiss of life; me + you = us. Self-destruct with me and I promise you will not be alone in this world full of people.

I only have one heart so I can only share it with one other person; you! We have nothing else but this.  You give me life being around you, if you were to ever leave me the loneliness would be my serial killer every day. As time goes by and I haven’t seen your face in a while, I begin to think I could live without you but when you arrive in front of me, the feeling of loving something which is precise for my soul comes flooding back in. You do more for me than you know.

I love you, the term sounds so overused so let me just say I love us. Billions of people within this world and I haven’t met them all but there is one I cannot live without. I want to grow old and senile with you, forget you one moment and dance in our treasured memories the next. I stand a man upon this page ready to fight for love on its own battlefield. Over this past year my life has been about you, you haven’t gone that far from my mind but you always arrive at my door; your knock knocks me down. Something bigger than my ego and passion is at work. I know you and it is a love of stellar proportions. I can daydream of you for hours and hours, to the outside world I am living with a daze but inside myself I am building a greater future for us both, keeping our love alive. A man would go crazy without a proper woman.

I am being held by the angels; does that mean I am in danger? And now I can’t stay with you, I am afraid that death is my cure. Have I jumped my last stepping stone? Let myself in through heavens doors. Set forth from the light beyond, from the fight before I have to stay strong. Laying here, going, going, gone. Then being thrown in the darkest of holes, at the back of my home. My eyes I have to keep them opened, the reaper is soul shopping, he says “More often than none, you will be homed within that coffin.”  No! We could be together forever, until death do us part, I would go further than that just to protect both of our hearts. I would travel to heaven or even to hell, just so I can save you, my love, and make you my world. Now watch me deteriorate, as I feel all this weight, of looking fear in the face, seems like now we’re in a race, in this day and age, can’t be without the key to my cage, “What would they say if I wanted out?” They would say. “Alex, you are not seeing this straight, it is normal for you to be feeling this way.” To me, today, towards this world, keep me away.

Destiny is written within us all, each footstep is a word, each mile is a sentence and each life is a book, no matter how the ending the novel shall be finished.

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Medicine Time!! My World is Sick


Life forwardThe walls are closing in on me, time to expand my mind again; my last defence against the grim pace of life. I have finally put the knife down and picked up a pen and a handful of pills, cracking open my skull and throwing my brains at the paper, so this world can call my writings masterpieces. This master of writing is laid in pieces, broken and sobbing naked in the corners of the living-room, hiding from the knocks of the door, rocking backing forth.

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I can be a pain killer,

Now watch me grill-up these chickens,

Wherever I be, weed suspicions be in us,

It’s a lot me similar to David and Goliath proportions,

Saving Private Problems,

Raging rhyming destroyer,

Wait until I get hold of,

All this weight I hold on my shoulders,

My soul dominates these golden-gates,

So…. Game over!

Courage and Knowledge mix with hate is a bonus,

Anticipate for another brain donor,

I should just escape to my other persona,

Cause I do love no one,

The world is sick,

Time to give it its medication,

Red ribbon wrapped with exhilaration,

Reward myself, a pill I page in,

Suppose to look after this commonwealth,

And still I am a patient.

Stick to what you know, so I am glued to this pen and paper and surrounded myself with memory photos of pain. I am not sure if these feverish tablets are making me sweat, or if I am crying; still not sure.  Tomorrow I will be less of the same man! I can’t handle the wobble of sanity, my fingertips grip on the verge; I will plummet into insanity with my arms wide open and be engulfed into the darkness. Here we go again!

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Success is the Best Revenge


success is the best revengeWe were partners in crime, who would have thought you would ever steal from me. We laughed at this world, thinking we were two of a kind and the cotton we pulled over their eyes was practically playground game to us. They had no idea of our ideas or schemes, but I didn’t think you were planning further into the future. I am a wolf in sheep clothing; your costume was that of an actual wolf; you’re a sheep, just like the rest!

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“I think we should just be friend’s xxx.”

Sent in a text message, six hours before midnight on New Year’s Eve, when I was relapsing and a day after my grandmother died. Friends you say? I think not! That smile you portray tells more of the darkness towards men you have. I should have read the signs, should have listened to the voices. I was love drunk on you so I thought I could gain a free pass into normality forever with you by my side. You were not a nice person when I needed someone the most; you were heartless and found yourself someone to share a beat of life with. I hope you choke on your new love!

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But I seen you walking around town with your new man and new smile, I hide when I see your face. My success will be my revenge! You left me for something better, a new family along with a new smile and the price you had to pay was my happiness! Without a second thought you took that from me. But I will have the last laugh!

When you sit at home and pick up a bestselling novel, I will be there!

When you switch on the TV and in the interviewers seat, I will be there!

When you buy a new DVD, on the start and end credits, I will be there!

When you pick up one of your girly magazines, I will be there!

When your favourite musician or band plays out on the music channels or radio, I will be there too!

This is my design – This is my revenge!

You made this; I will forever be you Frankenstein lover. I will haunt your thoughts – home and job. I want you to know how crazy you made me. But to have you to second-guess for one second within your happy new life is all I am asking; because then you will know it was all for nothing and I was the right choice. But here is the kicker!

I DON’T WANT YOU BACK!

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I am happy now. I have found someone who loves me more, I have tamed my madness (a little more) and my writing is gaining substantial views and followers.

And when my life is complete and I am laying out in the sun without a worry in the world and the life you chose is re-falling apart, I want you to think of me and what you put me through.

Do not write, do not get in touch. Our relationship was a farce, falsified love!

I will become great in life and you will be great at opening your legs! Some life you chose…

So bring forth these pages, I have some revenge to dish out!

I love you!

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