welcome.

HI and welcome to a world of truths, horror, & laughter.
Sometimes sprinkled with some fiction.
But mainly fragments of my life put to words.
Freedom of speach is the princaple.
Please feel free to leave comments,good or bad.
As i wont be affended.
I truely hope you enjoy my poetry and hope alot of people can relate to what i am writing.
So happy reading
Much love to you all
Kind regards
Kenny xxx

Friday 2 December 2011

The Filthy Man

I dont like to wash.

The soap has a stench
Of which makes me feel foul.

The shower , the bath, sink & all.

Imay aswell be swimming in pig shit foul.

I hear peoplesay very to often ,i stink.

A cleaning is due againe.
A gun holds him down.

They bring out the hose pipe.

Full of bleach.

It burns to the bone & makes him rech and vomit.
Vomit all over him.

A ceaning is due once againe.

And the poor minging man.
Does all he can to avoid his wash.

With a push and a shuv .

Hes off to his humble abowd

Which is full of beutiful white doves.

He sees his chance.
But no one sees him.
What ever happend to the stinky old man

Wednesday 30 November 2011

TWO IGNORANT RUSSION WOMEN


I climb the stairs
of the double decker bus.
only to hear this
russion say

"hes a junky or alcoholic."

I pause
&
gather my thoughts.
then

I explode.

What did you just say.
nothing (shes in denial now")

If youve got something to say,
say it to my face,
fucking cheek.

i put my ipod back on chilling,
beer in hand,
listening to the

Smiths and Chillies.

I sit,

Chilling..
 but cant let this go

WHERE?

you from
she ignors
me.

Russia i say,
she nods her head

"yes"

Well when your in england  darling!
have some fucking respect.

Tuting
to herself.

AND IF YOU DONT LIKE  IT THEN
FUCK OFF BACK TO RUSSIA.
WHO THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU ARE, YOU HORRIBLE UGLY LOOKING
C  U NEXT TUESDAY
I get up to leave its my stop


C U Next Tuesday!!

I Think 2 myself,

Im not a rascist
but right now
I am angry!!!

And dissiopointed at this so called ladys attitude &
prejudice

Tuesday 29 November 2011

the lenght of silvie

utopia247
You thought you was so clever.
you brought yet you stole forever.
you steal for what.
 To buy your daghters love.
for what cannot be brought.
The only thing you tried to buy didnt happen.
what came from it was you stole againe.
you stole your daughters innosence, and planted devistating seeds of darkness in loises beutiful, pure, and innosent head.
enough has been said

Monday 28 November 2011

Sleeping 12hours aday

There was once a time.
when all i could do is play.

Now those days are long & gone.
And the time to play seems so so far away.

I wish as do most of us do that i or we
could unlock the clock.
And tic tok that fucking clock.
To bring us back to where we was at.(happy times)

But time isnt on myside anymore, not even by myside.
its pushing me down and all around.

I feel so dizzy.
but elated.

as time if you take the positive form the neg.
wont break a leg.

you can manipulate time just like you manipulate everything.

your boss, people on the street, your family, any one or anything can be manipulated.

you see time cant be manipulated, we can imagine trying to but no it wont happen.

my point is.enjoy the time you have because youl never know when time not GOD will reach for you.
And thats when your time is up.

up to where heaven ?