andrew mitchell : Writing

The queue was bigger at end of the line.

The queue was bigger at end of the line.

A Poem by andrew mitchell


The queue was bigger at the end of the line.I was no furtherfrom the truthas I was to birth,but I was getting closerto death with every breath.I'm luc..
There's a shine on you and me.

There's a shine on you and me.

A Poem by andrew mitchell


There's a shine on you and me.Your approach,upon me,a rainbowturned a frownupside downsmilingand the shadow was gone.
Now!! Which one do you want? That one please!

Now!! Which one do you want? That one please!

A Poem by andrew mitchell


Now!! Which one do you want? That one please!When she said." I've got thirteen different personalities."I said." Yeah! Right!So I married one,HappyBut..
Rules of life's engagements: you get what you paid for.

Rules of life's engagements: you get what you paid..

A Poem by andrew mitchell


Rules of life's engagements: you get what you paid for.No longer mainstream,only wealth attractedyoung beauty pageants,anything else, justan optical i..
Leaving my prism blue.

Leaving my prism blue.

A Poem by andrew mitchell


Leaving my prism blue. On riding my colours,bright; She left me coloured blind on the dark side of her moods.
What made her tick, her time piece exquisite?

What made her tick, her time piece exquisite?

A Poem by andrew mitchell


What made her tick, her time piece exquisite?She was introducedas very complex,layered....with flavours and textures.Being high quality,I always pushe..
A balloon of thoughts leaked!

A balloon of thoughts leaked!

A Poem by andrew mitchell


A balloon of thoughts leaked!As the circumference heldthe rally of thoughts together,it just took one prickto burst the bubble.Letting go all ambition..
All aboard her ghost train.

All aboard her ghost train.

A Poem by andrew mitchell


All aboard her ghost train.As the train of desire,old 'n' rustypulled into the stationof possible opportunities;with no oncoming thoughts boarding,no ..
No strings attached.

No strings attached.

A Poem by andrew mitchell


No strings attached. Two strings met vertically, horizontally becoming entwined, tying the knot, they ran until one cut their ties. No string..
The sign said road works ahead.

The sign said road works ahead.

A Poem by andrew mitchell


The sign said road works ahead. There was no right of way to make amends on wrongs spent. He was left. She was right ..