Best Hannen Poems
Isla Mae
By Nathan Hannen
My dear, Little thing, Who is young and sweet
You blessed my life by chance, Your little pattering feet
You fill my life with joy and love, My sweet, Your my love
Precious baby, With skin so soft, You were given to me, By the Lord above
Your sweet little hands and your small face, Filled with beauty
The best thing I have, My little Tooty
One day you will be older, But I don't want that yet
You will always be my baby girl, Please don't forget that
I love you my darling and my eternal friend
The End.
Kelly
By Nathan Hannen
When the shadows cast their dark shades on my heart
I think of you in my life, Holding my hand, Playing your part
Then your gone, Like a shadow that has dispersed
I walk in a dark lonely place, Treading on broken hearts, Their thoughts turn to
powder under my feet, Blown on a heartache wind
Alone with no voices to call for me, Deep black abyss, The darkness there swallows
the light
Then I see you standing there, Your face, Full and beautiful, No words are spoken,
Just you in my mind
Your hair flowing like a stream, Your stare, So intense, It feels like a dream
The contours of your body distort the light, a sunny beam, The strength in your
smile does'nt pass by me unforseen
Then darkness envelops me, No light strong enough to pierce my grief, Just my
heart, Longing for you
I love you
The End
Football
By Nathan Lee Hannen
I woke up on match day,The sun was gleaming bright
My kit was ready, My boots were perfect and the day felt right
I had always dreamt of playing in the top flight
My mind was focused, My foot hit with might
We were in position and ready to go, My heart pounded
I glanced around at my team-mates as the whistle sounded
The voices cheered as the keeper was rounded
There was a deadly silence as the ball rebounded
The whistle went and my heart still pounded, The feeling was sick
It did appear though, that the referee had given a free kick
I remembered at that moment the words of an old man with a dog and a stick
Control your shot and lash the ball right
The angles tight but the goals in sight
When you strike that ball you will see the light
I hit that ball with all my might
The trajectory was perfect, Three feet high
The ball moved in slow motion, The crowd emitted a sigh
Was it going in or was it too high
It was on its way into the sky
The keeper dived high and right, The ball was in his sight
I remember the old man and the angle being tight
The ball flew majestically in mid-air
As the crowd erupted, I knew it was there
The End.
Salvo
By Nathan Hannen
With the fire wind came the death givers, Cracked and demented, Floating in rivers
These putrid bretheren remained as one, Tortured, Hung, On the run
They swirled and span with something akin to joy, Toothless and decaying, But not
delaying
Back to avenge their own, There thoughts, Toxic and cunning, There blood running
They start to separate in this churning mess, Each wanting a hate filled direction, An
eerie bugle call, All in favour of the rule
Broken into shards, Staggering through the end, From inception to finish they remain
The End.
Winding Road
By Nathan Hannen
A winding road of many ways
You come to walk it on many days
As you walk your mind is at ease
Just you and your thoughts and the gentle breeze
The End.
Sporadic
By Nathan Hannen
In a place in time there were sporadic thoughts, An incorporation of psychedelic
colors
Deep within this majestically powerful place, A thought resided, Oblivion weathered
its membrane
Looking into the magnificent core, It focused on me, Only mortal I caught its stare
The End.
Destroyed
By Nathan Hannen
Hello, Hello, Are you there?, Said the animal to the human
Yes, Oh yes, Im here to kill you, Renounce your habitats
Ruiner of nature and all that's good, What do you think you are doing?
What I have been told, My lordship
But what is your vocation?, And what is your motivation to commit such cruelty?
Oh ease your bickering, My chimney's must smoke
I live in this world with you too, And I will choke my heart dead
T'is a shame, Oh little creation, Knowing you are lesser
My brethren will cull you, And extinct your kind with guns
Listen, Oh creature of damnation, The need for guns is void
Oh, Cunning minority with no strength, Why is this?
You will force upon us all, Black and disease, A vile putrid stench
You will be the smoke of your chimney, The poisoner of your offspring
Ah, So it seems you speak of caution and danger unto me
My earth poisoners will swipe their tongues, Acidic your homes
I scarcely believe your idiocy for there is no need for the end
My lord belongs to me, As does yours, Turn your bearings, Malice
I have no lord you creature of sin and spoil, He knows not me
Oh human, Oh human, He will come one day and pillage you
Foolish one with no normal heart and decrepit bones, Ebb away, Recede
My home, Oh my poor children, Playing in the chimney's, They choke
The animals are but dust, And the trees, Oh the trees, They are just rust
Human ruiner, You failed to take heed, Why so is this?
Oh lord, My vision in life, I have served in frivolity
No, This is what your service has amounted to, My lord what rubbish
The End.
For The Sea
By Nathan Hannen
There is a sea called joy and light, You let me know Im wrong and right
You live by this ocean of my thoughts, By the abacus bay with rows of noughts
Laughter heard, And laughter said, You are the thoughts in my head
The End.
Trenches
By Nathan Hannen
I look at the moon, Unaffected by superiority of height
With another bang a mortar explodes nearby, Loss of sight
Now the rain begins drenching our fragile souls, Never right
The silence only separated by human cries and terrific pain
The machine guns volley their assaults, Again more slain
On this pointless stage of war enemies hit hard and we are insane
As this terrible era of death continues, Our souls flood
The soldiers faces look blank and scared, Covered in mud
The scars of war cut deep inside me, Another dud
The attacks continue in their unrelentlessness, Our bodies are scattered
With downward spiraling thoughts and morale, The collective heart is shattered
Rain and mud combine to seep our energy, Blown apart, Sinews splattered
I pray this oblivion will cease, My hand touches my heart
This single thought racing in my mind, Of green silent fields and a fresh start
Bodies flung to the side with nowhere to hide, I have played my part
Amid confusion and chaos the noise stops, An all too familiar sign
Onward the enemy thrusts, Forcing us, Cries of pain, Resign
Many thoughts extinguished and expired, Except mine
Bayonets of unsparing mercy pierce us, The men I knew, Cut in half
The mind witnessing the the body laying still, An escape path
Then up with true strength we rise, With built up anger and wrath
Soldiers forgotten like the falling rain, Their souls, A battle long gone
I march forward, One track mind, It won't be long
The End.
Phase One
By Nathan Hannen
Half of my soul arranged in psychedelic patterns
Remaining, I don't know what it is that will happen
Concrete expectancy rate, A silhouette of void shades
The green queen, Or the one legged ace of spades
The acorn leaf, Devoid of respiratory functions
Arriving at multi exitable crossroads, With eternal junctions
A preparation of rumbling acidic downpours in vain
Around the corner, Zig-zagged in purple flame
A road continues through a three dimensional lane
Amicably, Enemies melting to death in the toxic rain
The End.
Where
By Nathan Hannen
In another time, Or even another place, Snow fell eternally
Where children played inside their parents fraternally
The End
The Fight
By Nathan Hannen
Here I am standing alone, My fist was bloody and raw
A beaten man, No more, That day I finally saw
The End.
Greed
By Nathan Hannen
Remember a forgotten thought, Or forget an inspirational idea, And yes, Such is life
Take more than could ever be produced in this greed ridden place, You have the
equation of normality
People are tools to the workmanship of an appreciation of unrelenting self gain
An obesity of the values we have cannot hurt true, Only greed can repay what we
have lost
The End.
Fragmented
By Nathan Hannen
In this gentle dream I glide through sleepy air
On through what is right and the devils lair
With no realization of time as a constant amount
The idea of reasoning, Paramount
Paralysed by the inability to see straight through black
Beautifully protected though in visions of attack
I wake
The End.
Touches Me
By Nathan Hannen
I have tried to reach her, But I can't grasp her flailing hand
The continuation of music from the unseen band
The contrast between desert, Sea, And rock, And land
Or those things that touch you, Unforseen and unplanned
A miracle in time, But I can't see her face
Shadowy doubts leap and bound, And leave no trace
The difference is the same, But no winner in this race
I can't see you in my heart, In this confusing place
The End