Life-Jackets Instead of Angel Wings

Life-Jackets Instead of Angel Wings

A Poem by Sweet & Tender Hooligan
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Eyes to the sea. Escape is out there somewhere like our dreams. Memories leave pieces of ourselves behind in the places where those memories were made. We're all strangers on the edge of the sea.

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Forlorn silhouettes the world closes in on us,
Daydreamers pulled away by the tide of reality
(Sick to the heart with love) Give in cause there's no sense in love.

All too many thoughts (no escape from ourselves) I just can't switch myself off,
Toing and froing of the mind, I should learn to be less sensitive.
Wave upon wave begs you to 'be less beautiful' - its natural to be ugly.

Everything I like always seems to get taken away,
Wrapped up in wrinkles and wounds, I need to be loved and forgotten.
Has far as I can see we're all strangers on the edge of the horizon,
Tourists of life swept to sea (I am not your shore) shackles of love erode the mind. 

The tide turns and says this is not your day,
Lonely sea colours paint the skies tears. 
The moon searches the sea and says this is not our year.

Coming and going waves crash on rocks, suffocating individuality
Life closes in on us, like grains of sand we're swept away.
Forget angels wings we should come with life-jackets. 
We can't be different, we can't be nothing, we can't do nothing
Life consumes us to death, death lives us and life is the death of us all.

Time doesn't like anyone,
It would be a relief if the universe didn't f**k with us.
The sea is the eye of lust, the sea see's via touch
The same way a blind person does to see things clearly.

Shadows of trees proclaim we're still here, 
Shadows of people scream why am I here?
Dreams taken by the invisible, 
You're what kills me and we're all heaven and hell. 
Needing only to die like a bad dream too heavy for the clouds,
Asleep on a shore just let the sea take me and your pain away.

We choose to not be here,
Time in a bottle we all need to cling to something.
Living within layers diving deeper into darkness 
Falling in love with the sea, I lost my strength
And turned into a reflection of the tear-stained sky.
That asks to be your death-wish.

People of the sea, 
Watching the tide go out is such a sad sight of love been and gone.
Do we leave pieces of our minds in the places of our memories?
The heart is not a sketch that can be filled in with the sky or the sea. 




© 2011 Sweet & Tender Hooligan



Author's Note

Sweet & Tender Hooligan
Forgive the length. It took me over and I got carried away lol It was partly inspired and written whist on holiday recently for my birthday. The sea is inspirational, it can be sensitive, lonely and so cruel like people.

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The length is perfect, no need to apologize love. I loved this, the imagery, the diction everything about it. The words were so vivid I felt the sea, I felt the tide rolling over me, and I felt as if I couldn't resurface until this one particular part: "The tide turns and says this is not your day,
Lonely sea colours paint the skies tears.
The moon searches the sea and says this is not our year."
And after that it was even more amazing. Beautiful words, you've gotta love it when you get that right amount of inspiration shooting up your veins like some kind of addiction you thought you'd over come. Loved it =]

~Adora


Posted 6 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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I don't mind the length. I got carried away while reading it. I love how you write. I love everything about this. Another great write from a great author.

Posted 5 Years Ago


Wow so descriptive and well written

Posted 6 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I find many ugly things beautiful.I hate to admit it in the moment.I love your poem and I can relate to it

Posted 6 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

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you reach in so depth and pull out something spectacular..

Posted 6 Years Ago


"Wave upon wave begs you to 'be less beautiful' - its natural to be ugly"
My personal favourite line.
I agree with the others, the length was perfect for the piece, any shorter or longer would have ruined the flow entirely.
Its a great poem, and I love the 'f**k' you snuck up on us. Until I read that the poem had a really soft velvety read to it. After it, there was more gravity, I took more notice to the words.


Posted 6 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Absolutely powerful, excellent poem my friend.

Posted 6 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

The length is perfect, no need to apologize love. I loved this, the imagery, the diction everything about it. The words were so vivid I felt the sea, I felt the tide rolling over me, and I felt as if I couldn't resurface until this one particular part: "The tide turns and says this is not your day,
Lonely sea colours paint the skies tears.
The moon searches the sea and says this is not our year."
And after that it was even more amazing. Beautiful words, you've gotta love it when you get that right amount of inspiration shooting up your veins like some kind of addiction you thought you'd over come. Loved it =]

~Adora


Posted 6 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

It's not too long, or too short. It's perfect.
"Time doesn't like anyone, It would be a relief if the universe didn't f**k with us." Is my favourite bit. I really love this poem.

Posted 6 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

ohhh i don't think this is too long. at all. in my opinion, one word more or one word less would have taken away the beauty of it :).
"Time in a bottle we all need to cling to something" - brilliant!!


Posted 6 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Tags: alienation, despair, sea, waves, memories, dreams, sensitivity, escape

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Sweet & Tender Hooligan
Sweet & Tender Hooligan

Newport, South Wales, United Kingdom



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