Bryan Deakin

Scottish Poet / Blogger / Community Activist

What Would You Do

What would you do, If I told you that I liked you, Held a crush, For a few years. Afraid to let you know, In case of rejection, Failure with another, Girl I liked. Insecurities, From past mistakes, Mistakes I have made, In this life. What would you say? If I admitted my feelings, Would…
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Sky Is Black

The sky is black, Storm begins, Crack of thunder, Flash of light. Silhouette, On the wall, Man at a piano, A rose stands tall. Murder, Mayhem. Love and Romance. Life worth living, taken at a glance. His heart was torn, took a chance. Something happened, he did not understand. The fire dances, Shadows on the…
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The Same

Closed my heart, To the one I love, Claimed I had moved on. I will meet someone new, Years have passed, My heart is in same place, But I still sit alone, Till I can see her again. Closed my heart, To the one I love, Claimed things got better. That I will find someone…
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The bricks show, Through the empty room, A chair unused, As the light shines through, The broken window pane. Pipes on the wall, The floor covered, In pigeon excrement, No life can be seen, In this once useful room. Decay on the walls, As the plaster peels, The wine rack stands empty, Waiting for the…
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It started with a whisper, A feeling, a glance, I asked her if she had any sisters, While I stood next to a fan. I smiled as she said no, The ice was finally broken, Step one of my master plan. Step two was a bit harder. Didn’t know if she felt the same, Invited…
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The Note

I found the note, Hidden in a book, Read it once, Had to take another look. The sides were crumpled, Ink beginning to fade, Lines were smudged, My heart began to race. I read it thoroughly, A tear did form. Another soon joined it, Tried to hold back the flood. The more I read it,…
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Memorial to the Pagan Boy

Its been 7 years, Since my Pagan Boy, Departed. Life moves on, But by Allah, I miss him still. I count each minute, Each day, each year, But now I am married. I love my husband, Adore our kids, I know this. But they do not know, the Pagan Boy has my heart, And I…
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All Is Not

A smile, A kiss, A heartbeat that skipped. A laugh, A cry, A secret and a lie. A sigh, A feel, A dream, becomes real. A wish, A hope, the memories, we hold. A lie, A dream, All is not, as it seems. © 2014-2016

Why Do You Ask

Why do you ask? Of course im fine! The tears are just releasing the pain. Why do you ask? I don’t want to say. Its better than what I did, back in the day. Why do you ask? The reason is mine, Ill tell later, when all is fine. Why do you ask? Oh crap…
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Fire Ants

I stopped my medication, To try and clear my mind, It was the advice of the doctor, To clear this matter called my brain. This is my second attempt, First one was real tough, Didn’t last that long, This time I am fighting the rough. It feels like I have a nest of fire ants…
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