I work for National Grid as an Emergency Gas Engineer.
I live in Nottingham.
I have two wonderful sons.
I enjoy reading and writing poetry..
I just wish i had more time to enjoy it.
The last few years have been a real journey of life and soul searching.
These poems represent part of my life...all are
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christopher murphy Poems
A new love.....
The smouldering ashes relight, as love kindles and nurtures the new flames of desire. Slowly they turn from ash grey
i see your lips moving yet i hear no voice i see your eyes looking yet see no emotion
so the chains finally break i am set free it is no longer us but back to being me
I stood and watched....
Unable to offer any directions, i stood and watched her drift away. Tacking her way across the ocean, with a heart shaped sail.
i know your out there...
i know your out there searching for me as i search for you i know your out there
a search for love..
am sick of crying all these tears since i left my home its been a few years all i want is someone to share
The Howling wind
The Howling wind, outside my window. Rounding up the autumn leaves, like wild horses.
can you love me can you mend my broken heart can you be there when i break down can you be my support when i stumble
oh my love
oh my love, my fair sweet love. how i miss your tender kisses, each one reminding me of a reason i love you.
Revelation (part one)
Do you really exist my dream of a soul mate? I feel you, as i feel the fresh breeze in my face
Nirvana stirs inside of me, yet i still cannot find my way. Will it be tomorrow, will it be today.
dont be sad
dont be sad, the love is not lost. the dreams we made, of days much longer,
i can sit and talk, without the need for words. i can hold your hand, without the need for reason.
The burning embers of love surround my heart, still smouldering, but dying slowly. Starved of oxygen, as i am starved of your love. Gone are the flames of desire, that once lit up my soul within.
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A new love.....
The smouldering ashes relight,
as love kindles and nurtures
the new flames of desire.
Slowly they turn from ash grey
into a glowing ember.
Reinvigorated by a caress of feelings.
As the embers glow,
so small flames from within are lit.
Each one reaching for the sky,
as rekindled feelings flow over them like oxygen,
breathing new life.
The feeling of rebirth fills the body.
Like a phoenix rising from the flames
and so love rises from them,
in all its splendid glory.
The ashes of the past forgotten.
New life, new feelings.