Free Verse
A Sense of Peace
Dear Teacher
Death Can Strike Twice
Drunk Driver
Empty Dreams
Echoes of the Future
Facets of Life
Forgotten House
Freedom of Imagination
Hidden Danger
Hidden Truth
Huddled in a Doorway
Humanity Abandoned
Innocent Lives
Irresistible Force
Kaleidoscope
Legacy
Lunar Echoes
Merry? Go-Round
Mighty Weapons
Moment in Time
My Friend
My Journey
Odd Socks
Predator
Realm of Fiction
Released by your Touch
Remember Me
Shadows of my Mind
Shadows on the Edge
Spring has Arrived
State of Mind
Stones
Storm
Take Me As I Am
Tenerife
Thread-Bear
Tidal Wave
Touching Lives
Turbulence
Winter Numbness
Rhyme
Bullied
Computer Addiction
Dare to be Different
Hydraulic Arm
Hair Rebellion
Imagined
Life Is An Express Train
Loneliness
Related to the Addams Family
Words
Snippet Challenges
A Wintry Ballet
Acceptance Denied
Disarranged
Distorted Image
Homophobia
Jilted
Journey To A New Life
Lost Village
Memorial Candle
New Beginning
Nightmare Trip
No Compassion, No Dignity
Old Age
Opening the Book
The Estate
The Matrix
Huddled in a draughty doorway
on ground as hard as rock;
relentless cold, pervading,
through tired, aching bones.
A dirty threadbare blanket,
gives very little warmth;
drink, my only solace:
oblivion, my end goal.
I sit here non-existent,
watch people turn their gaze;
I wish that I could tell them,
inside, we’re just the same
I too had a home once,
family, warmth and love;
a purpose to my being,
joy in every day.
All that changed forever,
one fateful dreadful night,
when fire came a-calling
and stole from me my life.
The pain so overwhelming:
I drank to drown it out;
no job, no home,
no dignity;
no love;
no hope.
©Nina Simon 2005
