People.

People are funny things.
They can change your world in one word.
They can ruin your world in one word.
The question is who should we trust?

Should we trust our lovers?
Should we trust our loyal friends?
Should we trust our loving families?

Or are they all trying to achieve their own aims through us?
They answer is:
Do what ever you want, but don't trust anyone.

Copyright Benjamin J Jones. ©

BURN!

We are protected
By fractured walls
And through them
Seep our flaws
As Day turns to night
And Decay tears at our skin
A ravaged world cries
And a disheartened universe dies
A lifetimes work
Is scorched to ashes
All in the lost cause of life
Laughter rattles
from demented lungs
As below our feet our planet burns
And the blood of millions boils
A dust ravaged shell is all that's left
A barren waste, lifeless and deserted
scarred only by bones of billions
And the monuments of memorys
Left behind

Dale innes Wylde Hughes ©

From The Sky.

It can be covered by dark clouds,
Full of rain, full of sorrows.

Rays of sunlight beam through.
Bringing with them:
Happiness and nostalgia.

Snow can fall from the sky.
Rain can fall from the sky.

You fell from the sky.
You fell into my life,
Made me laugh, made me wonder.

Copyright Benjamin J Jones. ©

Sailing Island Part 1

Im sailing
On my own little island
My litle rock of sand and trees
I sail it
Through trecherous waters
And salty seas
I sail it
where no other island should go
Through illegal waters
And to lands with magic trees
My little island
It lives for the present
Ignores the past
And molds the future
Its path is torn and twisted
Its direct and logical
It chimes
With the sounds of stars
Brushing against each other
Lost in the cosmic dust
They snort in through their craters
My little island
It races through the world like the wind
And strolls over the land like a walk in central park
I lay back on my sandy beach
The stars fill the waves and chrash to the shore
Comets cut through the black vail
And tears fall from the gash thats left

Dale innes Wylde Hughes ©

Love aftermath

A drip off a roof
Makes me realize
That love is only seen
Through false eyes
The melting snow
Like loves bane
And we take solace
In the pouring rain
As sunlit skies
And bleary eyes
Guide us down our rugged path
We hide away
From a love lost aftermath

Dale innes Wylde Hughes ©