The Dark Side E-Book

Allan Younger

• Herausgeber: BooxAi
• Kategorie: Poesie und Drama
• Sprache: Englisch

Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2022

Beschreibung

Life comes in a variety of shapes, tastes, and colors – usually not of our own choice.
The Dark Side will take you on a journey to the most private corners of your mind. It will make you smile, cry, or perhaps even identify with the writer’s thoughts and feelings in a way you never knew possible.
They may be his musings alone, but what if you’ve met him on your own journey through life? As you delve deeper into the writing, you will surely meet yourself in one or more of these musings; be prepared to look straight into the mirror.

Leseprobe

ALLAN YOUNGER

THE DARK SIDE

ALLAN YOUNGER

THE DARK SIDE

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Copyright © 2021 by Allan Younger

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Publihsed by BooxAi

ISBN: 978-965-577-903-5

The Dark Side

Allan YOUNGER

Contents

1. A Fathers’ Love

2. Flotsam And Jetsam

3. Leaf

4. 80

5. Memories

6. A JOB is a JOB is a JOB

7. The Visit

8. You Are Better Than Them

9. Mess

10. Virus

11. Man Ant

12. Freedom

13. Nowhere To Go

14. Cowboy Story

15. Snowflake’s Tale –Wwi

16. Spare A Dime

17. Bright Like A Diamond

18. Rise Up

19. Snowflake’s Visit

20. The Salmon’s Tail

21. Nothing

22. Don’t Judge A Book By Its Cover

23. Writers Block

24. If

25. Savior

26. Tie Rack

27. My Perfect Day

28. Happy Birthday

29. Lovers Dance

30. Sacrifice

31. The Last Dream

32. Year Zero

33. Awakening

34. Welcome Home

35. Pressure

36. Back Again

37. Boring

38. The Silence Of The Witness

39. End Of Night

40. Menu

41. Crowning Glory

42. Prayer

43. Ecstasy

44. Through My Eyes

45. Game

46. Vini Vidi Vici

47. Finished Symphony

48. The End Of The Rainbow

49. Your Meat, My Poison

50. Owl

A FATHERS’ LOVE

* * *

Listened to a song today – can’t get the lyrics out of my mind.

They fly around and won’t go away,

soaring high inside my head seems unfair to be emotion led.

A song about fathers and of their sons.

Of pain and anguish over loved ones – you want them like you, just as you are, but be honest did you really go far?

Were you like your father or did you break free?

Did you ask yourself where would you rather be?

You made the mold and fashioned the clay,

but what of your ego, did you have it your way?

Did you tell him you loved him when he was a child?

Did you show him your love, did you let it run wild?

That being a man is about caring and crying, and if you want then you can?

So, on goes the music around in my head along with the tears as well as old fears.

Does he know that I love him as he walks away?

I whisper it softly but I know he can hear when his pace starts to slow and he looks back with no fear.

He seems to be saying ‘Don’t worry Dad I’m on the right track. I know that you love me – one day I’ll be back.’

It’s what I said to my father as well, so now I just wait for time to tell.

FLOTSAM AND JETSAM

* * *

I lie in the dark eyes open

My eyes, like a man hanging desperately from the edge of a cliff, grab at the light trying to focus as if….

But there is no light save that in my head growing ever brighter then suddenly dead.

My eyes greet the dark of the night.

I lie in the dark eyes open

In the dark of the night, time creeps so slow – forever lingering, refusing to go.

Ever loud, the beat of my heart fills my ears.

Cold blood flows, visits old friends – awakens old fears then slowly but surely brings on my tears.

Like flotsam and jetsam in rivers flow, memories surface then sink with nothing to show.

I know they were there but where did they go?

I lie in the dark eyes open

I remember my love – taste the salt in my tears.

We ruled the world, had perfect years.

Then I sigh as I welcome the warmth of the sun as with one final breath, I go forward to meet her as we become one.

Finally,

I lie, eyes closed.