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    Rhymes & Writings
    Rhymes & Writings
    Rhymes & Writings
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    Rhymes & Writings

    By Colin Griffiths

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    A collection of deep and meaningful poetry. Over 40 poems and writings, written over a 45 year period, many written as lyrics for songs.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherColin Griffiths
    Release dateSep 3, 2017
    ISBN9781370675784
    Rhymes & Writings
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    Colin Griffiths

    I wrote my first novel ;Never say Goodbye; at the age of 56 and self published it a year later. I was astonished at the way it was received and the positive reviews spurred me on to write more. I was over the moon to win an award as best indie read for my novel ;Someone Else;s Dream; I have written 10 novels to date. My genre I love to write in is paranormal or psychological. I read Stephen King when I was younger and I guessed he influenced me. When someone read one of my books and say they enjoy it leaves me with a great sense of fulfilment and pride. I hope one day to write full time. I am 58 now and still chucking those stories out. if you read them I do hope you enjoy them. Please drop me a line at colin131158@aol.com I would love to hear from you.

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      Rhymes & Writings - Colin Griffiths

      RHYMES AND WRITING’S

      By

      Colin Griffiths

      Copyright © 2016 Colin Griffiths

      Published by: Dangerous Heartthrob Publications.

      All rights reserved.

      ACKNOWLEGMENT

      This is just a short collection of scribblings. Some are from the seventies and some more recent.

      I was inspired to publish them by a certain Rainbow Lady.

      Thank you for that R.

      HEAVEN

      I spend my time in heaven looking down on you,

      It’s all I can do,

      ‘Cos up here every cloud has a silver lining,

      And while the sun is always shining,

      I’m looking out for you.

      I see you amid those dark clouds hovering above your head,

      I wish it was me instead,

      ‘Cos up here no one seems to be crying,

      We are all living, no one dying,

      I’m always thinking of you.

      Sometimes the Angels dance and sing a song,

      It all seems so wrong,

      ‘Cos up here if we want it to snow, it snows,

      And if it’s cold up here, it never shows,

      I’m watching over you.

      I watch you at night with tears in your eyes,

      Up here no one dies,

      It’s like living a life full of dreams,

      No one had an enemy it seems,

      I’m missing you.

      In the days ahead my darling, you must be strong,

      It is where you belong,

      I’ll be watching each day that goes by,

      I’m in heaven, I did not die,

      Always loving you.

      CELL

      Your words make me weep when I read them,

      Your pictures make me sigh when I see them,

      Those memories will last, they never fade,

      I just wish somehow, they could have stayed.

      Now that you left me, now that you’re gone.

      I keep on hearing our favourite song,

      I sing along but no longer in time,

      Oh why did you break this heart of mine?

      It’s my cell that holds the secrets,

      The secrets we told, the ones we kept,

      And when I read your texts I can only cry,

      Oh why did you leave me, why did you die?

      THE QUEEN WHO’S FORGOTTEN HOW TO SMILE

      She sits in the dark with her hair hanging down,

      As the candle light flickers in her eyes,

      Not impressed by the band on the stage,

      They look too old and too wise.

      The smoke lingers in the air as she puffs her cigarette,

      The men around try to crack her style,

      She sends them away and they’ll never forget,

      That she’s a queen who’s forgotten how to smile.

      She smells the beer that sits on the breath,

      Of the old man who walks glaringly by,

      Her eyes are staring at that smoke stained wall,

      Where all the stains seem to have run dry.

      A young man comes up and sits by her side,

      And says he’s been watching her a while,

      She fumbles in her chair and he walks away,

      Realising she’s the queen who’s forgotten how to smile.

      The candle starts to flicker and slowly dies,

      Just managing to catch a light for a smoke,

      The door slams shut as two people walk in,

      Who were laughing at somebody’s joke?

      The bar tender smiles and offers his hand,

      Asking her

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