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Nick Evans Poem
Port Talbot
The city of steel,
Is the place where I belong,
Under its industrial cloak and working class reel,
Where talent is abundant and steelworkers are made from steel.
The city of steel,
The place where chimneys stack high out of reach,
And golden sand river from its arms,
Where identity and pride manufacture industrial charm,
The city of steel,
With its industrial predominate core nestled by the shore,
A heart pumping its flow with pride and identity,
And natures blanket covering close guarding hills smug with beauty,
The city of steel,
It's tomorrow shackled with greed and jealousy,
Tricked by fools promise sheltering black rats,
And caught by deadly bloodhounds hunting in packs,
The city of steel,
Whose children are forged not born,
Who will never repudiate but battle what you stand,
Until the safe return of their great land.
This is my city of steel,
Our city of steel.
Copyright © Nick Evans | Year Posted 2016
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Nick Evans Poem
Have we lost control
All hell follow through
Taking it to the edge
Slaves to ride
Can't do much more
Crying for the world
War and terror
Freedom risked on wager
Weary and tired
Lonely and bruised
Not yet defeated
But are we determined
Join together
Swallow your pride
Make the right choices
Things can last longer
The world, bitter and twisted
Speeding to an end
Try to hold on mother
But it's all slipping away
Your hearts are empty
Mine is full
Too many guns
Feeling exposed
See what's happening
No good news
It's all black
Open your eyes
What about it
We need it
United together
Come join and save the world
By Nick Evans
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Nick Evans Poem
Tomorrows sunshine a fingertip away;
A tentative soul willing to play;
A soul laid bare, fully exposed;
Formerly withdrawn, but now unclothed;
Through night to dawn;
Through black to white;
Through pain to pleasure;
Through death to life;
Merged and committed;
For your love.
Nick Evans
07 November 2015
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Nick Evans Poem
One Night Stand
My head shout it out,
My eyes clouded out,
My thoughts moved to treason,
My hands did not freeze,
I was brought to my knees,
My voice did not follow reason,
I stuck around,
Sitting on a flound,
Before I carried it out,
Parting my soul,
Fulfilling the whole,
Time I'd better get out,
By, Nick Evans
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Nick Evans Poem
When my heart is hurting me,
With the hit of reality,
All my feelings contractually,
Take me to eventuality
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Nick Evans Poem
Bottle of whiskey all alone,
Full to the brim reaching out,
When is someone going to take me?
Feed me?
The thirst calls,
Waiting, wanting, teasing,
Aborting all rational,
One last sip,
One last taste,
Feeding passion,
Releasing doubt into the night,
Old friends play,
Confidence progresses at time passes,
Am I thinking straight?
Everything seems clear now,
My mind at rest,
I am the best,
Take me to the land of dreams,
Take me to the place whereby control is compromised,
Freedom!
Sure,
Strong,
Complete.
Nick Evans
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Nick Evans Poem
Venom prayers cause deadly stares,
Majestic temples but nobody cares,
Preaching martyrs on past glories,
Brainwashed children from embellished stories,
Copyright © Nick Evans | Year Posted 2023
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Nick Evans Poem
Doff these shackles,
No longer I wish to tread the path of my forefathers,
Never again shall I sweat and toil,
And bruise and weep and bleed for greeds fulfilment.
Neither do I wish to grind this chore,
Or hammer thy pick against the rugged face,
Or wheel black gold for others glory.
Instead, I will live in colour,
To enjoy every minute until my breath fades cold,
Each passing moment in this mad place indulged on my own terms,
Without tariff and without exception,
Without question and without remark,
Respect me for who I am,
Understand me for who I wish to be,
Then will I have true freedom and be at peace.
Copyright © Nick Evans | Year Posted 2022
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Nick Evans Poem
When I loose control,
All hell is inside,
Taken to the edge,
A slave taken to ride,
Brewed to let go,
Explode into play,
Bursting rainbow of colour,
Sensitivity breeds decay.
Keep the euphoria,
Under lock and key,
Bottle it up,
A stored fantasy,
Too little or too much
Scared of running wild,
Gentle human being,
Needy attention seeking child.
Copyright © Nick Evans | Year Posted 2023
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Nick Evans Poem
I told you I love you, but never how much,
I said sorry, but never how deep,
And also thank you, but perhaps not how sincere.
You knew you were thought of, but not how often,
You knew you were needed, but not how you were wanted.
Always funny, but never told how much,
Of course, I never told you how much I loved being your son,
I told you to fight but not how dearly I wished you to stay,
Nor how comforting it would be to hug you again.
All of these words are reservedly for you,
Fragments of my heart, Fy nghalon wedi torri,
Never have any words been more true
How is from me with wholehearted love to you.
God bless you Mam
Copyright © Nick Evans | Year Posted 2023
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