Harry Is A Poet

No one watches tv anymore. We wouldn't dare. We've got real life if we want our scare We tell stories and tales of days gone by Of the lost generation, of those on standby It used to be, we would stare long into screens It would give us laughter. It would give us screams We'd plug ourselves in at the start of today Put on our boots-up, and then press play The key was never to acknowled...

Here's the answer to a question that you weren't even asking There is no such thing as a perfect casting For that book you adore that fills you with amour When put on screen just leaves you wanting more See this is the issue with our imagination We fill in details and cracks with no hesitation There are no seems, just seamless transitions Which never even endeavours to require our recognit...

I've done this before. This day to day Waking up in dismay The repeat and replay To all work and no pay I've done this before. I've done this before. The eternal tired The never inspired My headache is fired My nerves are wired I've done this before. I've done this before. The ever-fake smile And yet all the while A face in denial Of internal trial I've done this before. I&...

It's time that this world did not forsake me No lie, it's tried, to bow down and break me It fried me inside as it tried to bake me Wanting to expose, but finding no fakery It would never hold back So I weathered attack Of smacks front and back That would felled any hackThough not framed in my favourThis game's to my flavourThe danger, I'll savour'til I emerge slave or a savior...

Your own experience of the world is not invalid. The emotions you feel are very much real There is no bubble that is more real than any other No possible interference of anything but a real experience It is not only they who have it worst who has a right to complain Anyone can feel depression or anxiety or pain or PTSD And yet, we must also, as always, acknowledge the inverse We must be kind, not...

Never forget your youth, dear reader. By which I mean the truth. Not of simple nostalgic flights of fancy Your days were not that angelic Not, simply of this fact, good friend You'll realise if you think back That you were made to conform each day You were dressed in uniform You were made to parade in dress That was only ever a façade There was no reason, though I say To suggest so was treason...

We, as a country, elect a leader (Near enough we do anyway) This leader is sent to live in London And in London they'll tend to stay A five minute walk from work What a beautiful place to reside And if you go to Downing Street You can see through the leader's eyes See, what's telling is not the gates The security looking the part What's telling is the surroundings The feel, the loo...

I look out for myself, in my own way, I try to take care of the day to day I watch for trouble, look for danger Every other human is essentially a stranger So I keep myself aware and healthy For this is a tie that binds me But I can't just watch out for myself blindly Throughout my life I've loved my family They've supported me since I was a child Now I give shelter away from the wild...

Dear human, Rest assured this letter is not of the form I would love to write I would love to claim moral height of what is wrong and right I dearly desire to dismantle and dissent of all that you do But I can't. The truth is, I don't even know you. Dear human, You untouchable being separated by electronic waves and wires One of humanities many enragers, saviours, liars or criers The fact...

This was a five part poem. Only the first three fit in the description, links to the other two are below. Stage 1: The Gates Are you really alive? Are you really awake? Is all this real, or might it be fake? Do you know for certain, can you be sure? In which domain you dwell either side of dreams door? Let us propose to postpone pomp and pretence Stop with the certainty, admit self-synthesised sen...

When I was born And when you were too Some sounds were uttered Then given to you You held on tight Still do to this day To that utterance Which you portray The sound is not unique To you or another Yet it's certainly yours To be learnt to a lover These sounds are you Pick you out from crowds Yet mean nothing more Than what you allow They are arbitrary But that doesn't mean They can't b...

IMPORTANT: THIS IS A PSA IF YOU'VE RECENTLY FOUND YOURSELF DOWN ON A MONDAY LESS ENTHUSIASTIC THAN MANY OF YOUR BUSINESS COLLEAGUES UNABLE TO FOCUS ON ANY CIRCULAR OBJECT WITHOUT WANTING TO THROW IT TRYING MOTIVATION CHANTS BEFORE IMPORTANT MEETINGS SPIKING ANY REPORTS DONE ON TIME TO AN ACCEPTABLE STANDARD OR EVEN JUST RELISHING CRAMP FOR THE MEMORIES IT CONTAINS THEN YOU, ARE SUFFERING, FROM...

History is written by the winners, as you know. By the victors, the ones who come in first. Usually, rightly so. They fight and battle so when it matters they don't end up as worst. With great respect we honour their names. Learn our lessons from their paths They're showered in riches, respect and fame. We study their skills and mimic their craft. Winners are two a penny, as far a history...

I am not a smart man. I was never even a smart boy. What I am, is curious. Curiosity leads to preoccupations. Which leads to you forgetting whether or not you've eaten lunch. Alternatively, it also leads to finding out some rather cool things. The issue I have is, there are so many things to be curious about. The world has so many wonders, lots of which are distressingly difficult to discover....

The aliens came to destroy us, which was only fair We'd been instituting polluting without a care We'd been renegades of morality, aka the human race The rest of destiny would not be ours to face However, before we were vapourised to just a residue The aliens were of a kind mind to give us our due They gave us an offer which we couldn't refuse The single message of our legacy was soon...

Once more, my friends, is all it takes Muster energy once more for all our sakes Once more is all it needs to be Until we shall be once more free Once more, those old words of inspiration Just once more with effort and perspiration Once more and all will be over and all will be done We shall once more be free to be someone Once more, I promise, I swear it's true Marshall energy now and you&#39...

The greatest of all sins is pride. And so I must confess That, deep down inside, I felt great duress That I found the scene before me impossible to explain To not be able to say what I had seen caused me great pain Alright, let me clear my mind and at the very least try To explain what you see when you go above the sky The setting is made, I'l give you my angle The beauty displayed out of your...

Run, run, run, run The time to move has just begun Though to some it may not seem fun You'll change your thoughts when I am done Ok, let me paint a picture for you You are young, energetic, and lively too You love the grass as it flies past your running shoe Each rushed breath you breath is life anew Then suddenly, from out of the grass A branch sticks out, makes you fall on glass That step yo...

He was the magician, his tricks you'd never realise You could get an optician to double check your eyes You could see a psychiatrist to examine your brain Who'd heartily insist you were indeed quite sane A philosopher you'd see, and debate the nature of man's being A scientist in biology would confirm the magician a human being A gymnastic trainer to confirm the impossibility of su...

It's one of the few times in its insanity, humanity hasn't lied When it acknowledged as homage our greatest sin is pride We like to pretend our philosophy is unique, it's hypocrisy That our culture has the only properly practiced clique of democracy This hypothesis is preposterous, but it's argued in absentia From our monstrous cluelessness of kingdom animalia insecta You heard me...

Y'know. For a population so diverse, so varied, so fantastic. We use a lot of labels. Wherever we go, with whomever we converse, we like to keep our reality stable. We make matches, avoid mixes, we categorise people's personalities with care And it catches, because the trick is, it simplifies humanity so we can socially prepare This world is confusing so we strive to be the first to make s...

If today is not the day we die, then let it be a day worth living Before the world should pass us by, for time is unforgiving There's action we can take, paths that we may choose There are smiles that we can make, hours that we can loose If today is not the day we die, let it be one we remember Let July not pass us by, so we can't recall it in December We all have dreams, we all have goals...

I would like you all to realise how fantastic democracy is And yes, I know it's flawed. I know there are many different democratic systems. I know there are those whose voices I do not want governing me I know there are those who do not want my voice governing them. But voting. Ah, voting. It's the great equaliser. No matter how much money gets spent, in the end, you get the choice You. No...

Don't get me wrong. I'm amazed at the Sun. I really am. I don't really understand the physics. Or the chemistry. I just know it as a big ball of fire in the sky above me. I know it's been here from long before I was born. And will probably be here long after I die. It provides plants with energy, to produce the oxygen we breath It lights up our life so we can see our lover's fa...

Stop if you've heard this one a few times before The re-tale of those who clean and mop the floor The deja vu of the cashier's day Just sit back and press "replay" I said stop me, if you've already seen this scene Analysed all the wall you're appalled this is mean There's not one task to do you haven't done prior Your brain goes insane as you know this world entir...