A poem about my chemistry teacher:
I lecture children to their grave
Cut their throats if they don’t behave
With sticky blood my palms I lave
You dare to argue? How so brave!
All my minions – I make deprave
Lend me your ears : I’ll rave and rave
Not a soul I’ve ever forgave
Onto hell my way I shall pave
I’m neither a knight nor a knave
Just an old hag condemned, enslaved.
Once, I murdered a boy named Dave
He told me I needed to shave.
I hung him and made him my slave
And made him swear not to misbehave.
A rugged glimmering stone
Swept into flowing waters
By winds of coming of age
It is hither – thither thrown
Polished, cut unto quarters
And hurled in a sandy cage
‘Tis now yet another clone
Glimmering jewel no longer
Metallic clashes sound
Raging war knows no bound
Fires crackle and roar
Death has opened his door
Homes reduced to rubble
Survival is struggle.
Roads stop leading to Rome
Poison lies in sea foam
Balances have now tipped
Nightingales are tight-lipped.
When spark of war is born
Red brides become forlorn
Belly swollen with child
Eyes awake, puffed and wild
They await husbands brave
To quench the love they crave.
Two flickering fireflies
Wander a winter night away
They prattle and hiss
And they communicate..
Two strange fireflies
They find solace
In an unusual companionship
Which might not be erroneous after all.
Two fireflies, one bleeding
The other perhaps barely pulling through
Cannot but wonder
At the spark of humour shared between.
Two fireflies, one hailing from the hills
The other from rocky suburban coasts
They want to believe
That the world isn’t all about deceit.
Two fireflies, now homeward bound
In their hearts ignite
An almost bizarre song
That the world will one day unite for.
This is the first (and only) song I’ve written so far. The lyrics have been published two posts below. I do hope to hear some feedback on it.
Be warned – that’s me singing, meaning you are in for some serious ear torture lol.
Btw, the pictures are NOT mine.