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56Media Feed
by yorkshirewriter
Deflection deception Image projection A new leader comes in And the bombings begin The media feeds you What Brown wants to show you Planned destruction Brings scared interruptions The truth is so clear... published 2 months ago
56The First Time
by yorkshirewriter
This is a poem drwaing on personal experience of being caught swearing for the first time by a parent. published 4 months ago
55Hypnotic Eyes
by yorkshirewriter
Hypnotic are your whispers Hypnotic are your eyes Hypnotic are your tall tales As you fill my heart with lies. Frustrated with the language You use to put me down. The way you make me feel like shit Whenever... published 2 months ago
55I Am Nothing in Your Vastness
by yorkshirewriter
Rugged vast and daunting You stand before me silent awe-inspiring Forever challenging me to climb upon And struggle up your razor edge To peaks so free the wind is bound Ten thousand rows of trees on rugged... published 2 months ago
54Second Chance
by yorkshirewriter
Silently I look at you with eyes like pools of water Breathing deeply. Sighing, gasping lonely hearted. Heart broken at the thought of losing you. A second without you is a lifetime of loneliness. Black is the... published 2 months ago
54Goodbye Childhood
by yorkshirewriter
I was kneeling on the floor My sister laid singing on the bed When the bedroom door swung open To reveal two faces filled with dread. . Come downstairs you said because You had something to say Now please... published 2 months ago
53Office Man
by yorkshirewriter
Office man, so straight and tall Head held high above them all Standing in your flashy suit Eating your exotic fruit. Boasting about your holiday And when you next go away. Driving in your fancy car However... published 2 months ago
53Michael Part One
by yorkshirewriter
The teacher asks a question And every hand goes up But one boy stares out of the window At a family of ducks Michael pay attention! Every lesson here you spoil With your constant day dreaming Come here boy... published 2 months ago
53Thanks Doctor
by yorkshirewriter
This is a poem written from personal experience about a difficult time in my life that would have been much easier had I been given the correct information. Medical professionals have an agenda due to their direct links with governments and drug companies. It is for that reason that the figures for depression continue to rise as the financial rewards are unlimited. published 3 months ago
53Role Reversal
by yorkshirewriter
At nine o'clock your day begins But I've been up since six Cleaning clothes and scrubbing floors Mushing up your weetabix. I have to empty all the bins And wash the dishes up Then I come and bathe you You are... published 2 months ago
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