BABY

He watched and he laughed, and felt more alive
As a young un-born baby was growing inside
His eyes lit up, with constant joy
With each morning after filled with, daddy is here
When the words left her mouth, his smile appeared
With all so much hope, father of the year
But sadly this was not to be, his baby was gone
No father of the year
The loss made him weak, too much to bear
He could hardly breathe there was no longer air
As his heart split in two, and shattered around
He lost the one thing that was never around
The wrong time, the wrong place
Not ready to start
No money, all fear this was not in his heart
He come to his head, and thought out aloud
This child was mine, and know it is gone!
So with every tear-drop, that falls down his face
He thinks of the good times, the glory and grace
For when it is time, he shall be whole once again
Father and child, together once more
But not till he’s ready, to do it again further-more
By: Ashley Smith 13-09-2010

THE GAME

to stay alive, we all play the game
with all to risk, but nothing to gain
with matters of the deepest heart
jump off a cliff, get a running head start
for this is no game, no fun to be had
and others misfortune’s of blood and of death
for the creature within, is no foul beast
but a caring old soul, who is out just to rest
Written by: Ashley Charles Smith 13/09/2010

CROWN OF THORNS

Another pain, anothers great loss
for this is not mine, but a fools silly cost
she is no more, my heart is blind
for where she stands, leave’s a mark of desire
she flirts and move’s, around the crowd
till her next victom is here, to wear the crown
till death do us part, isn’t close enough
for whatever you are, you are not in my heart
a fools game of wisdom, isn’t wise at all
when both partie’s loose, there is no fair call
Written by: Ashley Charles Smith 13/09/2010

MY DAY

My heart, my soul, my muse is back
With all her grace, behind my back
Pushing forward, so one can see
The future laying so deep within me
So for what’s it’s worth i hope you burn
My love is gone, and shall not return
The hate is gone and nothing to fear
But fear itself, this is all my dear
The burning hate, that fueled my fire
Is no more but anothers desire
So off you go and burn you shall
For this is my day, my day for cheer
Written by: Ashley Charles Smith 13/09/2010