Desolate

Tonight is full of desolation 

I'm left shipwrecked out at sea

Everything feels and tastes lonely

Even the stars seem to jeer at me

The moon; it looks a shade colder

Shining down on me from above

Reminding me of words unspoken

Unrequited, desperate love

A soulmate left unanswered

Arms empty and bereft

My heart is bruised and battered 

Self worth tattered, left in shreds 

Is this to be my destiny, to live this life alone

Subduing pain so potent; a cocktail full of meds

Another door is slammed and bolted

Au revoir to another, once friend 

My tears leave lonely tracks upon cheeks

Eyes burn, mourning; yet another end!

 © Debbie Razey 2014 - Violet Moon Poetry 

Lies

I really am a shy old gal

Forever meek and mild

I've never put a foot wrong

Since I was a naive child

Routinely, I'm in bed by eight

I always eat my greens

I never say expletives 

I was no rebellious teen

I never smoke a cigarette

Or drink a glass of wine

I never talk to strangers 

Or lie and say "I'm fine"

I have never kissed a boy

And know not the birds and bees

My home is always spotless 

I  never incur late fees

I'm virtually a domestic goddess

I'm always  organised

I never stay out all night

My temper's never compromised

I never tell a single lie

I don't indulge in chocolate 

I always return phone calls

I don't get drunk and vomit

I'm practically perfect in every way

My past is so squeaky clean 

A hippie at heart, I am not

My car; I always buff and sheen

Well I could go on forever...but

there's no truth in the above whatsoever!

Debbie Razey 2014

 

Genie

Three wishes I will grant you, so make sure you choose with care

For wishes, when granted too hastily, can also cause despair

Perhaps you'll wish for status, or to become a billionaire 

No.. then is it beauty that you wish for, or a romantic love affair

However; hearts are fickle, with no guarantees - so be sure to be aware

Though as they are your wishes, by all means proceed; if you so dare

But remember when choosing your wishes to be true, to be real, to be fair!  

Debbie Razey 2014

3 is the Magic Number not 27! (Fibonacci)

3 is the Magic Number not 27!

Riff

Teeth

Legend

Flamboyant 

Wizard of Guitar

Conjurer of sound; Rock Music

Artiste, 20th Century pioneer, Hippie and 27

(Jimi Hendrix))

Sex

God

Poet

Adonis

Rock Singer; Siren

Free Spirit; Musical Prophet

Idol, lover, addict, 60s 'Peace and Love' child and 27 

(Jim Morrison)

Shy

Cared

Real

Fuzzy riffs

Fame a bitter pill

Left child to soon; so big of heart

Grunge God, a title he did not want; Pisces and 27

Kurt Cobain)

© Debbie Razey 2014 - Violet Moon Poetry 

#Fibonacci

Rage Against The Machine

Rage against the machine 

Engage in your life as you see fit

Aged, antiquated; out of date politics 

We all inhabit this one great, beautiful sphere

We must not allow human instinct and bonds of empathy to disappear

Distil; we need purifying from our own materialistic obsession.

Until everyone has fair and equal possession 

Seized, stolen, corrupted, blood-oil for money

Unappeased generation; fed spin, platitudes, bribes and lies

All disguised behind a facade that ironically blames belief

Can the world's mothers bear any more of this unrelenting grief?

When will the super powers ever have enough? 

Propaganda; drip fed media keeps us all anaesthetised and sufficiently glazed

Why people don't question and just willingly accept... well I'm frankly... amazed!!!!

© Debbie Razey 2014

Invisable

Invisible

You know me... but yet, to you I am invisible

I work alongside you and bask in your prowess

I make your coffee each day and hang up your tailored coat

I wish to tell you but the words catch; imprisoned deep within my throat

Today whilst routinely hanging up your suit jacket

I paused and inhaled your flavour; raw, masculine sex

I closed my eyes and heard your sultry voice; it's intoxicating tone

I imagined you whispered "I want you"and expelled a guttural moan

My eyes are guarded as I wish not to exhibit what churns fervently inside

Our talk is cheap and to the point both fleeting and concise 

Whilst brushing past you, your muscular body's tactility sang to me

From this obsession I wish you'd set me free!

Debbie Razey 2014

Appearances don 't tell all!

Anorexic

Schizophrenic

Hallucinogenic drug addict... struggling to quit

 

Alcoholic 

Dysmorphic 

Myoclonic seizure sufferer... who's embarrassed that he's sick 

Anxiety

Insanity

Family problems... making a child feel scared and vulnerable 

Bulimic

Autistic

Paraplegic lady... dealing with the consequences of her fall

After observing people today, this is what sprang to mind

I guess my simple message is... it's so important to be kind! 

© Debbie Razey 2014