People Are Worn Out Shadows

People Are Worn Out Shadows

A Poem by Sweet & Tender Hooligan
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From hours of listening to dark music, from hours of watching dark old French New Wave and British New Wave films, and hours of reading dark poets that are no longer with us.

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People wearing phones out (like bits of misheard life) at fault all the time.
Real life forced out by design (makes us talk about endless random s**t)
Just to feel comfortable whilst most of us feel awkward.

Stars are the footsteps of dreams (like unspoken feelings) in all the wrong places.
Nothing goes right (feeling a part of something even though we're all apart)
Tears fall into place where shadows dance to dishonesty.

Wherever there are other people you can guarantee there is hell,
Death comes from life and humanity seems as worn out as tired shadows.

Even s**t shines on grey streets and burns brightly in the right lighting,
Between the present and the past rain makes colours run and dreams fade.

Far away houses and retail parks are just shoe boxes stacked over trees,
Close up tears sting and dissolve the face like a once treasured picture in flames.

Dreamt so much, walked so much, thought too much
Why do we keep repeating ourselves over time? 
Can you go away? It's always the same things all the time just in another way.

Can't you leave me alone? We're all alone all of the time with or without thinking.
Why do  you keep coming back like shadows on grimey walls? 
Miles apart even when together, people are just worn out shadows.

© 2011 Sweet & Tender Hooligan


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'Death comes from life'- that's a line I'm never going to forget. I love poems that stick with people, and this poem will stick with me. It sounds like music inspires a lot of your work- have you ever listened to Green Day's Boulevard of Broken Dreams? It probably isn't your type of music, but it is dark.

Posted 8 Years Ago


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People are generally disconnected from real life...this poem is dark and yet this is reality for so many.

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

The poem lacked a rhythm to me, which is generally something I like about poetry. I think it may partially be because of having some words in brackets that breaks it up.
Aside from a lack of rhythm though I think this is a good poem. Dark indeed. well done

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 2 people found this review constructive.

the second poetic I've read from you today and love the no nonsense revelatory complexity of your pieces imbued with the gorgeous use of language~you peel back the plastic gloss and reveal the true nature of layers underneath this make pretend world of mankind~

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I love, ' People are worn out shadows' thats a catchy title and has stuck with me, as i read on, this piece is superb! it's so true though we are worn out shadows...

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This reminds me of how shallow and disconnected from our inner self we have become. You portray it well with a raw energy.


Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Kendra ~ it is me but its also meant to be in general too.

2Real2BTrue ~ thanks if it sticks in your mind then I'm flattered and honoured. I have heard that album. I am familiar with Green Day though I ain't a big fan I do like some of their songs. Music does inspire me a lot. Some lyricists I admire inspire me just as much as my favourite poets. Though I hope my own voice comes through. As poetry to me is a personal thing that is like sharing your soul.

Posted 8 Years Ago


'Death comes from life'- that's a line I'm never going to forget. I love poems that stick with people, and this poem will stick with me. It sounds like music inspires a lot of your work- have you ever listened to Green Day's Boulevard of Broken Dreams? It probably isn't your type of music, but it is dark.

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

A reflection, in more ways than one. Though I must ask, is it someone else, Or yourself?

Posted 8 Years Ago


Awesome writing, it reminds me of a detective in one of those noir movies, like the detective's monologue as he looks through his office window at the street, watching all those pimps and prostitutes, the low life. Excellent writing.

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Tags: feelings, felt, shadows, tears, people, humanity, smiths, french new wave, british new wave, old poets, edward hopper, dark paintings

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Sweet & Tender Hooligan
Sweet & Tender Hooligan

Newport, South Wales, United Kingdom



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I'm Russell from Wales. I've been writing for many years. Writing is important to me and its my only reason for being on this site. I like to take my time on my poems and I hope to keep learning an.. more..

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