Born 1964, (Liverpool, England) difficult birth, didn't find my voice until my youth. Years of thinking I was nobody and treated as such. However, hit the paper papering over the scars. Found understanding and belief through words. I have been published and performed widely from the BBC, The Tate, galleries and pubs and everything in between. My poems autobiographical, others topical and several my take on life. Hope you enjoy reading as much as I have enjoyed writing. Please feel free to share your thoughts on links below. Contact: David R Mellor [email protected] Website (wix) The Poetry of David R. Mellor (Facebook) The Poetry of David R. Mellor (Twitter) “olunikat” The Poetry of David R. Mellor (YouTube) MellorDR This Life is Scaring The Life Out of Me This life is scaring The life Out of me Whether it’s the neighbour banging Or a bomb on the road This world is Taking the life Out of me Droplets of tears flow From the screen Whether from Pakistan Or Paris And all places in-between This world Is scaring Life out of me Look at the stars They abuse and titillate and make us Think “what the fuck” We follow their every word And photo shoots Bigger than Jesus and Allah combined These stars and celebries Mingle like trash in our minds Bieber posted farting Kylie looks a bit tired Knightly lost a bit Cowell put a few pounds on And we bask in this insanity... Buy copies of “Hello” When we should be saying “Goodbye” To these no marks Has beens And celebrate The real celebrities... You and Me YOU STOP TIME Time heals Time kneels Too quick Too fast Too slowly Over painful moments Quicker… At the moments We want to last It opens the day And closes our eyes. And I’m happy at Every beat of our day And the moments Spent… In your eyes our mourning fate We grieve like melted snow Nothing to hold on And they will never know How the warm tears gathered On our mourning fate To repeat this sad snow storm On each and every face Time wasted, time wasted, time wasted me I didn't realise how bad life could be Until I realised I was me Naked in front of the mirror Bulges where there shouldn't be Time wasted, time wasted, time wasted me I didn't realise how quickly the clock of time could Cover me, leave me, breathless, and not how it should be Me up a tree Me with you Carl creating Marvel figures before tea Time wastes, time wasted, time wasted me And you my father and mother feckless and insecure Gave me a back bone of a cripple always to spend my life on the bottom of the sea, for sure Time wasted, time wasted, time wasted you and me
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