Friends

Friends
By J. R. A. Gigney

Friends are there to make you laugh,
To support you when no other can,
They tell you when you go to far,
But sometimes it hurts...

Friends are there to be loved,
To talk to when you're down.
I adore my friends and all that they stand for,
But today they made me cry...



• All poems on this blog are original unless otherwise stated.
• Posted with BlogPress for iPhone.

Meet Me

Meet Me
By J. R. A. Gigney

Meet me at the end of the lane,
So I can explain,
Before I go insane,
Before it starts to rain.

Meet me at the end of the street,
So we can go to eat
At the Cafe Beat,
Where I buy you a treat.

Meet me in the place under the stars,
Where there's no bars,
Or loads of cars,
And no noisy guitars.

Meet me at the end of the World,
As it becomes unfurled,
As it becomes uncurled,
Loving at the end of the world.

Meet me in the heart of my dream,
Somewhere unseen,
So love will seem,
Just our true dream...

Meet me in outer space,
That'll be our place,
Just us face to face,
Immortal in outer space...




• All poems on this blog are original unless otherwise stated.
• Posted with BlogPress for iPhone.

Location:Green Trees Ave,,United Kingdom

Body

Body
By J. R. A. Gigney

My body hates me!
It cracks
It aches
It screams
It pounds
It fights back when I least expect it!
It fails just when I need it...
My body hates me.
It really does!




• All poems on this blog are original unless otherwise stated.
• Posted with BlogPress for iPhone.

Location:Green Trees Ave,,United Kingdom