Searching for you

Beautiful moon

Why would you watch me?

I know you better than most

Although everyone gazes at you

I will not be thrown

We have had many a moment

Just you and I

Your beauty overwhelms me

Brings tears to my eyes

You can be blinding

As you light the path ahead

There is nowhere else to be

Nowhere else instead

As the stars vie for your attention

Flashing bright and true

You stare right through them

As constantly you do

Will you love me forever?

If I never look away

Tell me you’ll never leave me

And that you’ll always stay

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Poem from my latest love poetry book searching for you

Searching for you

We hardly kiss goodbye

Talk to me softly

I can’t remember the last time

We had an intimate moment

Or shared a bottle of wine

To smile and laugh together

To hang on each other’s word

All this wanting

May seem to be absurd

We just need a little attention

To spark the match again

To go back to like before

When we were still friends

But all that being lost now

As we hardly kiss goodbye

All the time thinking

Why it is like this? Why?

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Poem from my latest love poetry book searching for you

1. Rhyming poetry to change your day

Money controlling you

Money, how it has control over us

It shapes our lives and causes fuss

Starting off with pocket money

Those little coins you find funny

In the shop what do you do?

Steal some sweets and run like a fool

Turn sixteen, mum asks you for rent

Get a job earning nothing, go on get bent!

Let’s move out, go get a flat

Overdraft sorted, in it, twat!

Credit card sorted, let’s go for it now

Two grand debt, well done kid, wow!

Oh I need a car, I need it today

Listen to no one, bought same day

Pound it at a hundred down the motorway

Pisses out petrol, firemen on way

Another debt, repairs to be done

Down the garage, oh what fun!

Debt piles up, more and more

Noting down what you spend, what a chore!

Try a bit of gambling, oh doing well

Roulette, poker, betting, lost, must not dwell

Ten grand now, more interest each payday

Can’t live like this, not this way

More and more depressed, don’t know what to do?

Hope for a miracle and hope it’s not you!

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1. Rhyming poetry to change your day

I’m your daddy

I’ve had the text from your mum

In two hours ends the fun

I’m doing the washing up

Thinking surely too much

Starting to regret and punish myself

I imagine it’s not good for my health

You’ve been with us for twelve days

You’re going through a phase

It seems you’ve been punishing us

Fits, tantrums, sulks and stuff

Whatever your six year old mind can find

What are you going to do this time?

It’s been so difficult looking after you

Not always knowing what to do.

With the baby here it’s been a big change

For you it has to be a little bit strange

We talk to you often, try to explain

You rolling your eyes, us explaining in vein

I want us to get along, all together

But you change your mind just like the weather

I ask myself what can I do?

What is needed to help you?

Although it’s difficult and you can make me sad.

I’ll always love you cause I’ll always be your dad

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1. Rhyming poetry to change your day

I’m kicking this habit, or am I?

I’m trying to kick you

Kick you out of my life

My life has been owned by you

By you and your addictive ways

Addictive ways to make me play

Me play with you all the day

The day passes by

Passes by without even seeing

Even seeing what I have done

Have done much today

Much today or any day

Any day with you

With you in my life

I am happy

Am happy and not bored

Not bored but this is pointless

Is pointless to stay with you

With you here just wasting my hours

My hours are mine, I have will power

Will power to stop myself

Stop myself from touching you

Touching you one more time

More time with you

With you just once more

Once more, oh please

Oh please, no must stop

Must stop this addiction

This addiction to you

To you, for the hold you have

You have me, but I am strong

Am strong and I will quit

Will quit from your grasp

Your grasp on me

On me no more, I’ve decided, I’m free!

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1. Rhyming poetry to change your day

Life sucks

When you’ve had a bad day


You wonder which way


To go in your life


Argued with the wife


Your kids hate you


It’s their point of view


That nothing is good enough


That’s the way it is. Tough!


Your job sucks like a wormhole


You don’t like your boss, arsehole!


You can’t find another job


Cause you’re a lazy slob


Bills just don’t stop coming in


Overdraft and credit cards sinned


Your car has broken down


Your face starting to frown


Your phone is almost flat


Forgot to charge, what a twat.


That’s it, decided to quit?


Look at yourself, stop being a dick

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1. Rhyming poetry to change your day

Fill my void

Do I deserve someone to fill my void?


Forever looking but feel destroyed


Tarnished by myself, my self-belief


That longing too much, just no relief


I am not a catch, I’m ugly and fat


No one could want me, it’s a fact


Dated for years to find just one


That perfect person, special someone


I don’t want a fling, nothing less


I’m not interested in emptyness

My bed is empty as I long so much


To feel close to someone, just to touch


To whisper sweet nothings all through the day


I don’t think it’s for me I am afraid


To feel loved and wanted, all that I ask


Maybe I am dreaming? I’m having a laugh?


Please one day, let me meet my match?


I’m sure they’ll be great, a real catch

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1. Rhyming poetry to change your day

My boss I hate you

Boss, we’ve all got one

Many of us are under the thumb

Let’s start with all the different types

Thoughtful, kind and sometimes nice

Controlling, demanding, asking a lot

Stressful, arrogant, losing the plot

It’s us doing the hours, working all day

While you’re chilling out, getting your pay

What do you actually do? I’ve not had my break!

Sitting there you, chilled, you great big mistake!

Look at all the work I have done for you

Thanks guy, I’ll pass it for mine, that’s true

There is one thing that I’d like to say to you….

You’re an arsehole, I quit, FUCK YOU

1. Rhyming poetry to change your day

Life, why?

Fate is such a funny thing

You seem to be made to pay for your sins

It was that I can’t understand

Men in power with their woeful plans

What does it achieve? What does it gain?

Apart from torture, torment and pain

Back to my life as you can see

I have pain and torment inside of me

When will I realize that I am a pawn?

I am just a playing piece waiting to be worn

I realize now that fate is a funny thing

It thrives on controlling everything

It teaches us lessons, it gives us hope

Sorry I lie; it gives us false hope

Who asked for diseases? I can’t understand?

It’s the man in power again, with his woeful plan

This is life, c’est la vie

If you don’t like it just try to flee

There’s one way out, as the lights go dim

You have now paid for all of your sins!