Shadows of dark deeds

Shadows of dark deeds

The night is dark and dead

Everyone asleep in bed

So no one sees

 The shadows of dark deeds

They go from house to house

Sly and quiet as a mouse

Into your home

Asleep, alone

They go to see

 If one forbidden day you’ll be

A dreaded dark doer just like them

 Doomed forever to be condemned

Living in the dead of night

Darkness, fear the only sight

They seek the other doomed to be

The black deadly doers of dark deeds

The fear the light

So shine yours bright

You know they yearn

For the love you earn

From family and friend

Who love you to the end

They seek to destroy

 What brings you great joy

So to heal their broken hearts

They must return to where it starts

And embark on the journey of light

They must use all their wit and might

To win the race and receive the love of grace

And by doing this

They will find eternal happiness

The dark deeds of night

Are no match for the light

That now shines in tier hearts

 Where the transformation starts

So follow the stars

Break through the bars

And you’ll find the place

Were you’ll end the race

For you’ve reached your goal

So rest your soul

For you are no longer broken

With last words spoken

You’ll finally rest

As you did your best.

Young Poet

remember

Remember

In the comfort of the night

In the city, buzzing full of sight

I lay down my weary head

Asleep in my bed

Only to dream of years that are past

In the light of the moon that is cast

I dream of sweltering summers

The romance of past lovers

I dream of good and bad

I dream of happy and sad

For my life ahead is a mystery

My past is history

When I look back at that time

As my mother read my favourite nursery rhyme

Tears swelled in my eyes

And began to fall to my surprise

I never knew I’d miss those times

 Of colourful nursery rhymes

Then I woke with a start

With great joy in my heart

So I went back to sleep

With a precious memory to keep

Young Poet

people

People

People can be mean

People can be sweet

Some say hi

 Others say bye

All some can do is speak

All people are different

With different qualities

Some meek and mild

Some strong and persistent

Some kind and nicer

Others mean and meaner and sour

We all may be different

But all in all we’re the same

For all laugh and smile

We all get upset and mad

We all have emotions

We all feel love, hate and depression

God made us all different

Yet all in all we’re the same

For us human beings

There’s only one way to describe you...

Same difference!

Young Poet

Jesus

JESUS

Let the light shine through the darkness

 Let the sun shine through the clouds

Let’s praise him in his greatness

Let’s shout his name out loud

Jesus!

Let the flood gates fall open

Let the words be spoken

Let’s sing to his glory

It’s time to tell his story

Jesus!

Jesus is our saviour

No one is braver

Sin has enslaved us

He came to save us

Jesus!

The leper and the lame

 We’re the reason that you came

Dressed in robes of a slave

You carried our sins to the grave

Jesus!

Young Poet

love

love

What is love?

What does it mean?

What is love,

 To you and me?

Your love is special

 Your love is divine

Your love cares

Your love is mine

Your love is like

The fresh mountain air

On an early morning hike

A feeling of contentment so rare

Love is only a lyric to you

Until it comes true

Young Poet

dear God

Dear God

I have so many things to ask

So many questions on my mind

I’m tired of hiding behind my mask

I look to you to find

The answers to my questions

The helping hand

The caring suggestions

Someone who understands

I need your help with it all

 I’m being overwhelmed

The devils having a ball

I’m not felling very loved

But slowly it all fades

 My anger, depression and hate

You strip me clean

Cleansed to the purest rate

You start to rebuild me

A photocopy of you

You gave your son to save me

Thank you.

Young Poet

familiar stranger

Familiar stranger

I sat on the grass doing my history

I start to think of my past

Covered in fog, shrouded in mystery

I have no memories of who i was before

I refuse to recall

For it felt like cutting out an old sore

Clouds covered the sky, ready to rain

The clouds burst open with a thundering “crack!”

The coolness soothing my pain

I ran inside the house

Went to sit by the window looking out

Keeping quiet as a mouse

They say my dad was the park ranger

I look up, out the window

That’s when I saw him, the familiar stranger.

Young Poet

anger

Anger

Anger takes control

And will never release its hold

On your emotions

Judgement, impression and reaction

You will be slave to its influence

No person alive can escape it grasp

In time everyone will succumb to anger

Be very careful with this emotion

For anger is one letter

Away from danger

Young Poet

clowns

Clowns

Who are clowns really now?

That’s what I want to know,

Are the good and funny?

Do they make you laugh from your tummy?

Or are they clowns who are mean and sour?

Clowns who haunt you every day and every hour?

I was five when I first met one

With his makeup and that big red nose

The sight made me want to run

 But with fear I froze

He gave me a ginormus bear hug

And squeezed me tight

Squashing me like a bug

I was filled with fright

I kicked and screamed

So he put me on the ground

Before I screamed

And so I spun around

And with the speed of light

 That must have given that clown a fright

I was gone in a puff of smoke

You say clowns are people too?

While I say people that want to hurt you.

Young Poet

friends

Friends

Your smile is infectious

Your voice is soothing

Your laughter is contagious

You’re just too amazing

In you I found a friend

So kind and caring

You’re the nicest boy I know

Adventurous and daring

To me you’re a dream come true

If only you knew

How much you mean to me

Even if we are only meant to be

Friends

Friends 2

But in the end

With my luck in life

Nothing goes right

In the brightness of others

 You won’t see my feeble light  

Young Poet

anguish inside

Anguish inside

The wounds on my soul

Bleeding for a while

 Un-cleaned, untreated

Just dressed with a smile

Unknown to others

 Hidden by a mask

And if my disguise slips

“no, I’m OK” if they ask

Going through the motions

keeping a smile on my face

old wounds cause me to stumble

 I receive another graze

I’ve spent so long bottling up

Sealing it tight, filling it constantly

I don’t know how to talk,

To heal my wounds you see?

I need help opening the lid

Another hand to encourage me

To pour out the contents

 Of a stormy emotional sea

Please reach out to me

 I beg of you, I don’t know how

I struggle against my silence

But the loss is mine, my head to bow.

Young Poet