Burning embers he can smell
The fiery inferno straight from hell
Seeing all go up in smoke
Ashes left, empty and broke
His thinks on those ashes
Like his long-held wishes
Burnt away by ravaged time
To him this a double crime
He feels his heart heavy inside
God, he has nowhere now to hide
All destroyed by forces unknown
Railed against him, always alone
A good person he tried to be
Tried to help all he meets
But fate kicked him when he’s down
Now he’s nothing left in this town
Ashes, all ashes, washed away
By the rain only today
Mingles with his inner tears
All he has left is his fear
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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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