Rumours from the street

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Once upon a time in a dark cold place
I used to hear a voice that seemed awful two-faced
It would say these strange things that would lack conviction
Far-fetched tales proclaiming them as non-fiction
That in mind; it’s time for yous to leave
Consider these evictions for the poor depictions of just how cruel life can really be
If things get any worse, we’ll all be on our knees
Knees, please; I never did believe
The rhetoric, gossip
The rumours from the street

Delusions in the mind, just a rumour from the street
Rhetoric, gossip, rumours from the street.

Delusions in my mind, just a rumour from the street
Rhetoric, gossip, rumours from the street.

Now this ones called, wait; I don’t know
I don’t have skills, I don’t have flow
I’ve thirty-three years yet i’m still unknown
There goes another secret that I swore i’d never show
Still i’ve grown, i’m older and wiser
Ambitions with life to get much higher
To maybe start the family or even get the wife
The sort of stuff I had around me
That’s the tragedy of time
I used to spend mine searching for a sign
I’d look at other people, apply my judgement to their lives
I turn back to myself, you know what I find
Another loser piece of trash with delusion in the mind!

Delusions in the mind, just a rumour from the street
Rhetoric, gossip, rumours from the street.

Delusions in my mind, just a rumour from the street
Rhetoric, gossip, rumours from the street.

Delusions in my mind, just a rumour from the street
Rhetoric, gossip, rumours from the street.

©gretlfeesonpoetry

Open your eyes

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There was fear
Before there was love
I’ve experienced all the others
Still, don’t ask about trust
As I open my eyes
I surely must try
I’ll finish here
Say goodbye
Then go home and cry

It’s just lies for lies
It’s our job to go pry
I want your names
Your numbers
All your reasons for why
Most live in disguise
No-one on the rise
There’s little or no sentiment
We need to open our eyes

Look, here are my reasons
The name’s Gretl Feeson
And today i’ll be speaking
About war and combat
Take Syria to start
They’re gassing civilians
Tearing families apart
Then what of Iraq
Isis attacks
These problems and acts
Make world powers react
Retract! Retract!
Those statements aren’t facts
Another loser piece of trash
I have no problems with that

©gretlfeesonpoetry

Under our skin

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Lifes obscene
It always has been
For better or worse
Here we’re still standin’
There are many many others
Always flirting with sin
I’m really only here for the thrill of the win
So when you all come in
Place your tongues in the bin
I’m not even kiddin’ here’s a knife to begin
I’ll even get a phone ‘n’ get an ambulance ready
I always feel so nervous when I sound this unsteady
Already one grins
Blood drips from their chin
It’s obvious such problems
Haunt us under our skin


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Hungry

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And what about the city dwellers
The swelling on natures skin
Or what about the body bruises
When humanity forced itself upon you
News plants seed
Need breeds deed
Fresh to feed the storyteller

Are you hungry
Friend
Foe
I’ll tell you everything I know

And afterwards…

Alone
I wandered
Gawking
Beating heart
Felt it swell
Such eclectic seasons
Tall tale make believes
Of both rain and sun
A crude wind
Beating down
Talking
Laughing
Taunting

©gretlfeesonpoetry

Remember the day

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Pondering and pacing
Mind always racing
Chasing the dreams of these lands

For if I catch up
A lifestyle corrupt
Grasping this knife with both hands

Yet if I had known
Where life was going
Would I bathe in the sun, sea and sand

Do you remember the day
I turned round to say
I cannot live life in this way

©gretlfeesonpoetry

Take these emotions

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Take these emotions
Take them all if you must
There’s nothing inside here
Certainly not trust
There’s fools love
Affection and lust
Intolerable longing
Go, turn it to dust

So please just take these emotions
Take them all if you must
I’m long passed my limit
Refuse to discuss
Pressure be building
No time to adjust
Shake like a leaf
That’s it, that’s enough

©gretlfeesonpoetry