Nicky Sarti : Writing

Play the Game.

Play the Game.

A Poem by Nicky Sarti


Games and lies ~ it all adds up!
The e-mail.

The e-mail.

A Poem by Nicky Sarti


Hurt by the lies ~ an e-mail causes trouble.
Facebook....

Facebook....

A Story by Nicky Sarti


The world’s biggest legal crack and w***e den! You might laugh, but only because it is true! Yes, you might think I tell you this in jest; but..
Its The Game!

Its The Game!

A Poem by Nicky Sarti


You constantly feed me with you lies. False promises that it will be okay. That it will all turn out alright in the end. But I know the truth..
Mr. Greybeard.

Mr. Greybeard.

A Poem by Nicky Sarti


His eyes are the first thing you notice. Cold and steely blue. They have seen much during their lifetime, no doubt about that. They can say ..
Health Failed...

Health Failed...

A Poem by Nicky Sarti


You don't care about me, or the pain you'll cause.You just want to fill in your tick boxed check list and make sure your bloody quotas are met.You f..
Who Are You When I'm Not Looking?

Who Are You When I'm Not Looking?

A Poem by Nicky Sarti


Questions haunt my mind all the time. Questions I can never ask. Questions I need answers to before I can find my peace...
I Kissed a Tory, and I Liked it.

I Kissed a Tory, and I Liked it.

A Story by Nicky Sarti


She kissed a Tory, and she liked it... and for a Liberal that was just not the done thing!!! Short little story, bit of fun and done as part of my fi..
One Thursday Afternoon

One Thursday Afternoon

A Poem by Nicky Sarti


I actually don't have anything to say, or that I am willing to say about this yet. Talk to me nice and I shall see what I can share!
Tribute to John Clare.

Tribute to John Clare.

A Poem by Nicky Sarti


I love the poem "I Am..." by John Clare, also the fact he spent the last years of his life in my home town. I think his work (especially the piece m..