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Best Poems Written by Gareth Heslop

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The Jungle Book

This misty sky
a reflection of our misty life
in its sucked up, clouded vision
without any sense of perception, 
its hopes, its desperation, its life,
clinging, slipping, dropping away
from view, from all of us,
droids and prefects alike, 
too numerous
to see through the mess, 
too brain dead to think aloud,
 to escape from this sick world 
of profits in money not in hope 
or dreams or love or life,
created by our bosses to protect
 and huddle us from the harsh
realities of unknown centuries
and create our own 'civil'isation,
our life our hopes hanging on their walls

The misty sky is all in our sight
I want to be on the star shining bright

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Bernadette and Juliet

Bernadette and Juliet

Alone, alone in her mind
as she sleeps comfortably
now alone permanently
as she drifts away un-noticed

Was it Bernadette or Juliet
that flew away
as the designer was given 
a one thousand gun salute

As the glittering buttons
of a non-existent dress
grabs many headlines
allows many excuses to forget

So the role models fling their false tears
not speaking to, not noticing
the unplanned photographers, 
Tv cameras that the PR people sent

As our models of hope 
are wrenched apart
their love still untouched
by the ravages of the real? world

And all that is left is a world
that can't look smart, that will find 
something else to pay ten grand for
in a world with one fewer true love's passion

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A New Hope

When will it be time
For the sublime
For you to be mine
And Let love take a chance

Afford me a second glance
So fate can take a hold
And love can be bold
Our souls pledged to each other

No longer look at another
Only hope awhile
A hope for that smile
To show your feelings pure

Allow my heart a cure.
But my feeling are hidden
Absolutely forbidden
By my complete morality

My complete insanity
In not being able to confess
And stop the second guess
That goes on in my mind.

It’s just a hopelessness to find
A discrete inch of hope
At which I can grope
With my withering hand

Stretching out of the quicksand
Of my recurrent dreams;
Trickling like a stream
A little tear escapes

Forever drapes
It’s little trace of hurt
Makes its final spurt
Down the wanderings of my life

Built on insignificant strife
From a defective girl
Who caused my feelings to unfurl
In an un-natural way


Took her chance to make me pay
For her disquiet inside
Fermenting a thousand lies
And countless false attractions
 
So now my heart won’t sanction
A confession to your face
As I fear I couldn’t replace
The strength I now have inside.


And yet. And yet I feel
Relaxed in your presence
I feel your warmth and essence
Radiating from within.
Your laughter and tenderness, 
 And a heart that says ‘Yes’
Allowing my hopes to endure. 

There’s no need to hide my dreams any more;
I wish to wrap you up in my arms
To be dazed by your charms
And to lie by your side
Feel love that strikes at my very core  
Forge my soul with yours
And experience a happiness eternal.

By looking into the purity of your eyes
I see a reflection of all that I am
And wish for no more than
Your swollen heart to be mine.
No longer do I feel alone,
My insecurity has been disowned.
I am now able to say those heartfelt words:

‘I love you’

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My Sarah

Just a little note to say,
That I love you in so many different ways.
When I see your face at first sight,
When I dream about you late at night.
A thought of walking by the sea,
Another of lying under an old oak tree.
Your legs, your breasts, your supple skin,
Your perfect body matching that within.
A style, a grace, a dignity,
A feeling of deepening intimacy.
Our life that’s wrapped around you and me,
Our kids; its meant to be.
That smile that shows a thousand sides to,
The real you that’s hidden from view.
Your beautiful eyes, a mirror to your soul
Your dreams inside which make a perfect whole.
Your tender touch as you tickle my chest,
Your passionate kiss that beats the rest.
That dream of a cottage under the trees,
That provides a protective canopy.
Your laugh, your warmth, your care,
A lovely innocence laid bare.
I think of how I have become a better man,
And how I adore you, have become your biggest fan.
All of these are the reasons why,
I feel like I want to cry.
When I write this note to say,
That I love you in so many different ways.

Our love and trust deepens

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Filosofic

Is it me
or are thoughts alone
Constantly sought 
but never owned
Constantly bought
but never sown
Constantly brought
but never grown

And thoughts alone
should never die
To live inside
when concealing a lie
To live and hide
when we cry
To take no side
when we wonder why

Thoughts stream out
a brain displaced
A burning passion
no saving grace
A heart in love
no pulse to trace
A body on earth
no life in space

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Empty Baby

What sort of life
Is taken away
Without a word
Without a say

From a life unknown
Unsewn to her side
Just left to slide
Into an unknown tomb

Ripped from the womb
That lies empty
Surrounded by plenty
Of long, happy lives

So we strive
To burn our hurt, our rage
Turn over another page
And move on from the grief

Spilt out from that brief
Elapse of time
But I don’t feel fine,
Or know how to remember

How to dismember
This event from my mind
And I yearn to find
A memory to create

And abate
These feelings that I’ve left you alone
On your own
With no love surrounding you

No future to renew
No reality born
Just torn
From our empty lives

I’m so sorry (I will never forget you)

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Potential Gone

Trudge home
All alone
Can’t condone
What I feel inside
Can’t abide
What constitutes
My whole
My soul
My hope for
What is to come
What is to some
Their whole life
An allergy
An allegory
Of their whole existence
Their whole subsistence
In the long drawn-
Out years
Rolled out in front
Of you.

Dispensed
In time
A specious crime
Tempted to make
Tempted to sate
Your long lost dreams
That have been
Lent out
To someone new
To someone younger
Than you
And you are left
Empty
Left plenty
Of something?
Nothing
No excitement
No enticement
To that glistening,
Mist revealing path






No mirror reflection
Of your past
That blasted
And opened your eyes
To the addictions
To the fiction
In their bodies,
The illnesses
Created by God
As a folly
To our greed,
As a folly
To their seed
That created
A new psychosis
Ripping through
Bulldozing anything true
The crimes of insanity
Crimes of humanity:
Rapes, murder, assault
.
These are the genes
I wear
That have
Teared
Through my heart
Left at its core
A lust
For stardom
For brilliance
To save the world
To help wrap-up
Those curled-
Up within their
Beaten bodies
To help those
Whose
Luck turned
Inside out
Had cast a doubt







All this
Was my destiny
My reason
For being
For seeing
All the past
Destruction
Past obstruction
To happy
Functioning
Lives
But the poison
Has caught up
Within my brain
And drained
All the energy
Away
Paying
For the transparent
Sins of my past.

In my dark
Hooded cloak,
Soaked
Through
To my
Weary bones
Feet scraping
Across 
The ground,
I trudge home.

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Enormity of It All

Where do you start,
When this world opens up
In front of you,
When this hidden view
Reveals itself in one big bang.

I knew I wasn’t normal
From an early age
But when you hear it all, 
It still shocks.

The attempted murder, rape,
Sexual assaults, 
Suicides, attempted suicides, 
Addicts of all different flavours,
Take your pick. 

Adoptions, 
Brain tumours, 
Autism, 
Kids born blind or deaf.

Deaths? 
Nothing particularly special, 
Just aids, 
Tuberculosis, 
Pneumonia and the rest.

Thank god, 
Thank god for all this.
It saved me, 
It saved my soul from non-recognition, 
From thinking I was the only one screaming out in solitude. 

It explained what was inside, 
Explained why I felt so strongly any external hurt, 
Explained that I couldn’t cause any extra torment, 
That I had to get better.

So I started down the long, lonely path. 
Slowly strained to gain strength, 
From friendships strong and weak, 
From recognition of my soul, 
From mere platitudes given by empty bodies. 

Eventually I reached the point,
The point where I was strong and capable, 
Where I could convince others
Of their meaning. 

Later on, 
After years of cravings I realised, 
I became enlightened. 

I did not need to run,
Run scared of these pools of despair. 
They were vanquished, 
Within my control. 

They may not have disappeared
Completely.
To do that would destroy
Who I was, 
What I had become. 

Just had to somehow strap them down
Release their energy, 
Their passion when needed.
And find my soul-filled place.

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Nearly There

I step inside the gaping hole
And think back,
Respond to the attack
From those years gone by,

Create a living out of the unheard cries
Surrounding the dreams
Of a one thousand strong team,
Pushing on into eternity

Into the certainty
Of where I want to be
Of a life that needs the shining key
To peace, away from the drama

The long ending panorama
Of my ever glistening past.
Hoist the flag up the mast,
Declare what has been achieved

Declare what is perceived
To be a success,
To be better than the rest,
But my heart still runs on empty.

Always pours out plenty
At the sight of their ache
Slow baked
In god’s lonely world

That continues to hurl
My never silent life,
And its strife
Towards that one perfect dream

Of a stone blanket by the stream
Enveloped in calm,
A balm,
To the tortured leftovers of my soul.

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Lick Me

Lick me
pierce me
shoot me dead
pour out my heart
my spleen
kill life
strife
burn, torture
slice my heart
die, maim, endure 
permanent 
blame
hate 
anticipate
destruction of my soul
chip or explode away
at any remaining 
self confidence
self delusion
self, self,
self
love me 
love,
warmth, desire
please hear me
please see me
please hold me
for eternity
I need you
now