He smiles as he walks away
But anger is in his heart this day
People play their games with him, no reprieve
But a trick he always has, ready, up his sleeve
He’s tired of all the fights
Always is he wrong, not right
He does deeds that are good
Like he was taught and always should
But as always he’s pushed too far
His anger then burns brighter than any star
It takes a while to get like this
It usually takes months, even years
In his fury, he nearly took off
Packing a bag and essentials, out in the frost
But after a while, he did calm down
His anger did fade into a frown
Now doubt rings in his heart
Why do people have to start
Leaving him feeling this way
Ruining his week, not just his day
Why don’t people think before they speak
Putting all in with their size ten feet
Leaving hearts and minds angry and sad
Better days should always be had
So checkmate as it stands
No moves as yet to be had
Checkmate it’ll always be
Wondering what the next move will be
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Darren Greenidge
I'm a thinker, listener, a "question's pretty much everything" type of person. A seeker of knowledge, always restless, yet seeks the calm in life.
I love writing in all forms and am in the process of completing a number of ongoing projects. I love the craft of writing and the possibilities it holds. A magic carpet through the mind. I love pretty much all creative arts, music, film and theatre the leading ones.
Born in Hertfordshire in England, my family Irish, Welsh and English, I currently reside in Edinburgh, in Scotland. I'm drawn to coastal and mountain regions where I like to go to think and draw inspiration from. Ireland is a place that's dear to me, and I try to get back to see family and friends as much as possible.
My interests are wide and broad, too many to mention here, but history, archaeology, criminology, music and film are just some of those things I love.
I hope you enjoy my ramblings on here as that's what they are really. I'll let my fingers do the ''talking...''
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