Tag Archives: Poetry

Thing Called Love

It’s a funny old thing, this thing called love
Sometimes love is based on money, which me think is no good
It can make you look a dummy, which never looks too good
And to others it looks funny, you wish it didn’t but it does.

That’s love for you, it can make you feel so small
That’s love for you, makes a joker of us all
That’s love for you, can lift you up to let you fall
But it’s good for you, for when you have it, you have it all.

© Daniel Breslin

The Party It Has Ended

The party it has ended
The faces fade away
The sun it has ascended
And cast the light of day.

Away from home
I’ve hit the ground
I’m on my own
Going southbound.

Moving fast
In no hurry
Many have past
Mocked their scurry.

Some try to outlast
Embrace the blurry
When the shadow’s cast
There’s only worry.

It’ll come
There’s no escaping
When rises the sun
It’s knowingly waiting.

Can try and outrun
Escape the aching
Race can’t be won
It waits gaping.

Now I’m wasted
Trying hard to outpace it
It’s near I taste it
‘You lost this race kid’.

I hear it speak
And I feel weak
It’s voice is deep
But not something I’ll keep.

As I retrieve from the peak
It’ll ease in brief
A sleazing thief
Come to relieve the beast.

© Daniel Breslin

The Mind Of A Girl

The mind of a girl
Now there’s a crazy world
Be careful when you enter
Thread easy when you venture
It seems easy to offend
Spend half my time trying to mend
My many flaws
Has me banging my head of the walls
Trying to sort out problems that I cause
Wish I’d taken time to pause
Every time I open my mouth
The wrong words come out
It’s like my brain has a drought
When it starts working, it’s drowned out by her shout
So many changes
In her emotional ranges
At times has me feeling
Like we’re two complete strangers
Everything I say, seems to offend her
Makes me feel like a pretender
Don’t feel like a real contender
Her heart may be one I’ll never render
One I’ll never tame
Point the gun but who’s to blame
Time will change
It ain’t been the same
Her furious shouts
Bring curious bouts
Of serious doubts
Delirious louts
Strung out on a love that use to be
What happened to you and me?
Used to stay up all night talking
Now everyday we fight, I feel like walking.

I remember the beginning
When eyes set
One of the sexiest women
I ever met
That’s my opinion
And I’ll never forget
Those nights in linen
Breaking sweat
Now the lights are dimming
You’re always upset
Fights you try winning
To keep me in check
All you do is reject
Has me feeling inept
Feel I’m breaking my neck
To get a little respect
You’re so easy to vex
It’s just gotten complex
Say you don’t want the sex
What’s it going to be next?
It’s getting hard to cope
We’re becoming a joke
We should cut the rope
Before we both choke
We’re just hanging on
To a love that’s gone
In our foolish youth
Fighting nail and tooth
Should we end it now?
All we do is row
Calling me pig, I’m calling you cow
Should we take our bow?
We’re living a lie
Should we say goodbye?
Or turn a blind eye
And give it one more try.

We’re staying together
But we should know better
All I do is upset her
Thought we’d last forever
But we’re drifting apart
There’s a rift in her heart
But I’d be lying to you
There’s a rift in mine to
There’s things we both want to do
But we lie and stay true
We both have our own dreams
Our own ambitions
But we’ve become machines
Our loves tradition
It’s them anniversary days
That keep our ways
When each heart betrays
As each mind portrays
Them exciting days past
So we tighten our grasp
Such big bridges
Take time to burn
We’ve hit many ridges
But in time we’ll learn
I’m just trying to show, some decency
When I was low, she calmed the beast in me
But it’s hard to let go, peacefully
Because’I know, she’s a piece of me
If we say our goodbyes
A piece of me dies
But when I look in her eyes
I know we’re living on lies
It just takes time,
To nip the bud
And up and quit
On your first love.

© Daniel Breslin

The Devil’s Back

Fuck God
Because the Devil’s back
He’s got a bottle of potion
And he’s out on the lash.

So keep them girls locked tight
It’s the night of the demons
Tonight’s their night
Havoc’s their reason.

It’ll be pure fun
It’ll be pure mayhem
But when the Devil’s work is done
Ain’t no one going to save them.

In the morning when it’s dawn
And it’s clear the buzz is gone
You will see you’re just a pawn
Trapped in the Devil’s song.

© Daniel Breslin

The Cauldron

We enter the cauldron
The gladiators pit
The atmosphere is scalding
We feel every bit.

Our history stands before us
A new one awaits
Inspired by the chorus
That lifts us through the gates.

The opponents take their formation
We stand fearless in front of it
Our eyes brave full of determination
Our lives forgotten for just a bit.

I look at each man beside me
Each ready to die in the tackle
I feel pride rise inside me
I’m ready to ride into battle.

I look to the stand
I see faces full of trust
I’m at one with every man
And victory’s all we lust.

Every tackle I make
I do for more than the team
For every tackle I break
I hear a whole nation scream.

For every score
For every point taken
There is a deafening roar
That leave my joints shaken.

I am honoured to wear the jersey
I am honoured to play with these men
We’ve done it before we showed no mercy
Now we’re sure thirsty to do it again.

So let me out on this battlefield
With these warriors to the core
The enemy knows we won’t yield
The enemy fears what lies in store.

© Daniel Breslin

Take Your Time

Take your time and get it right
That’s something I’m trying to learn too
Slow and steady wins the race of life
But I hate races and rules.

I tend to do things the way I like
But that don’t always work out too
Sometimes I be dancing laughing with life
Other times I be cursing life and myself too.

Take your time and get it right
That’s something I’m trying to learn to do
For I’ve lost many things in life I like
Because I’ve the patience of a fool.

© Daniel Breslin