The Day Poetry Died (Educated Arrogance)

Fallen by the masters,

Dissected by the Educated arrogance,

Poetry was Destroyed,

Desecrated at a glance,

The dreams in ones mind,

written down line by line,

For people to relate,

Believe,

See,

The well read,

Readers,

Educated arrogance,

Writing what we believe and feel,

within the minds sight,

The Pain,

Anger,

Rage,

Visions,

All seems real,

To create new worlds,

And make their own decisions,

A means,

A way to heal,

The Rhyme,

Beat,

Pace,

Something you can feel,

The Etiquette and Grace,

What's being said,

means more,

Like a slap across the face,

It hits you,

What is said,

Means more to me,

than the form,

I don't care,

Whether you understand it or not,

It's how It feels,

That makes it real,

Not if it's similar to before,

This is my vision,

I write down the things that I see,

Hear,

Listen,

These are my Visions,

How I feel,

How you read this,

is up to you,

We all have our methods,

points of view,

How you dissect,

with an incision,

Scalpel in hand like I'm sick,

Well I am sick,

Sick of the Educated arrogance,

You need to think deeper,

Not just at a glance,

There's more to this message,

Given the chance,

Thinking they know more than you,

They haven't a clue,

A way to release,

To be free,

This was the day poetry died,

for you and me,

When Educated arrogance,

was set free. 

Copyright © 2013 John Bevan

Welcome to a new age!! (Inspired by Imagine Dragons)

I'm breathing in,
I'm breathing out,
No one hears me,
Now they hear no sound,
I fall to my knees,
and my fists hit the ground,
As the nightmare begins,
With the blazing sun,

Nothings left,
just dust and bones,
The skeletons of empty homes,
The water boils,
releasing sulfur gas,

No one know's,
as they sit in their chair,
The gusts of winds,
carrying poison in the air,
Blistered skin,
As the gas is taken in,

The blazing sun,
shining down,
vegetation is drying up,
As the animals hit the ground,
Dehydration and starvation,
take their toll,
waters gone,

We all go underground,
To try and find,
what can't be found,
The dangerous dreams,
give nightmare screams,
The apocalypse,

These derelict homes,
are all that are left,
as I roam,
Through this desert of poisoned dust,
on my own,
Welcome to a new age!!


Copyright © 2013 John Bevan

Damage

It's 10 in the morning,

when you called,

The girl in bed,

Picked the call up,

I know,

I could have lied,

but the damage was done,

When I look back,

at the heartache I'd caused,

I wished I'd said no,

to the temptation,

And the pain,

I put you through,

The girl that I cheated with,

she wasn't worth it,

A one night stand,

someone you knew,

She led me by the hand,

to the bedroom,

I should have turned around,

but lust took control,

It's a decision I ain't proud of,

If I could turn the clock back,

I would have,

The heartache I caused,

I ain't proud of,

I know I broke your heart,

I should have known from the start,

The temptation & lust,

I could not resist,

I should have known,

it would destroy us,

Now those tables have turned,

my fingers are burned,

I know how you felt,

To be hurt,

Crushed,

I never thought,

I would do this to us,

If I could turn back the clock,

I would in a heartbeat,

Repair the damage I caused,

I'd kneel at your feet,

That one night of lust,

Turned love in to dust.

Copyright © 2013 John Bevan

The pain in my head,
As you push, 
pull and taunt again,
Wishing I'm dead,
as you punch, 
Kick and I bleed again,

The school bell rings,
It's time and I'm leaving,
At home,
I hear the screams,
Black and blue,
Reds on the floor again,

Another sleepless night,
the nightmare has begun again,
I feel so alone,
as people point and laugh again,
Hurting inside,
from feeling so alone again,

I'm dying inside,
from the names they call,
The punches they throw,
Bleeding inside,
Leave me alone 'cause I'm cryin'.
I'm losing my mind.



Copyright © 2013 John Bevan

To Be Remembered

I've been away for so long,
And now it seems to late,
As one door opens, 
Then someone shuts a gate,

I don't ask for much,
Just a way to succeed,
But it seems,
Every corner I turn,
I'm expected to bleed,

Sacrificing a dream,
for someone else's pleasure,
Queen once said,
"Who wants to live forever,"

Love must die,
And we all do to,
If only patience,
Would give us a clue,
And the sorrow,
That's led me here to you,

The mind play's it's tricks,
Spins you around,
The splitting headache,
As you hit the ground,
Tears are streaming,
As it begins again,
And again,

Sadness,
Feeling broken and alone,
Darkness,
A sense that no one has known,
Each individual,
Ceases to exist,
No darker moment,
As the one like this,

Perhaps one day,
They'll believe in you,
Giving your soul,
do they have a clue,
Do they know that I feel the same,
That perhaps one day,
They'll remember your name. 


Copyright © 2013 John Bevan

Ignorance Is Missed

The room is full,

but it's just me here,

There's things I say,

but nobody hears,

Nobody cares,

Nobody listens,

Only what they say,

is meant,

They try to deny,

but it's evident, 

The walls echo,

the words I've said,

Why do they ignore me,

is it my time to see,

What they truly are,

and who I should be,

To the people I've spoken,

with their blank expression,

The volume is raised, 

but there's nobody home,

Sometime it feels like I'm all alone,

I constantly,

Bang,

Smash,

Crash my head,

The tears, the blood,

the words that are shed,

Nobody listens now,

perhaps when I'm dead,

When nobody's here,

just an empty shell,

That's when I can say,

you can all fuck off,

straight to hell,

Take a good whiff,

of this rotting shell,

You're to late now Oh! Well.

Copyright © 2013 John Bevan

Pain

The pain in my head,
As you push, 
pull and taunt again,
Wishing I'm dead,
as you punch, 
Kick and I bleed again,

The school bell rings,
It's time and I'm leaving,
At home,
I hear the screams,
Black and blue,
Reds on the floor again,

Another sleepless night,
the nightmare has begun again,
I feel so alone,
as people point and laugh again,
Hurting inside,
from feeling so alone again,

I'm dying inside,
from the names they call,
The punches they throw,
Bleeding inside,
Leave me alone 'cause I'm cryin'.
I'm losing my mind.


Copyright © 2012 John Bevan