Biography of Alan Leamey
From the gift of the curse, my life in verse...
The mirages that the world failed to heed
The prescience had planted the seed
For what the world now holds in store;
I pray to god, I have it all.
My poems are about life, death and all that's
A collection of thoughts and feelings, memories and
Dedicated to the open flower on a winters day, the
Rose without a name, that grew from the gutter to
stare at the stars.
To the people and places that made me who I am,
In my life.........
Alan Leamey Poems
I am the greatest sob story ever told I am the only piece of wisdom never sold I am not that young or yet too old I am everything that never broke the mould
As the clocks tick a new baby is born and a mighty oak tree is cut and sent crashing to the lawn
I seen it my way I seen it today I watched the sun say hello to the day I dreamed it was you
I forgave you and forgot it, Tried to bury it away I didn't think you would lead me, Again on a stray
Trying not to reach you You're fighting with your demons Talking in your sleep and Seeing you around.
the green light has gone too fast oh how I wish this was the past to go back, past the white light to get things going right
Yesterdays Tomorrow Is Today
To be able to change time Is a sort of wish of mine But I cant and it forms words And the words form a rhyme.
My Hand, Please……..
Take me away From the times I’ve cried When I seen a sight And remember you lied
Stones On A Mountain
the twenty nights that we spent by the sea turned into nothing between you and me
Over To Me
On a cold and frosty winters morning with the sun barely awake all the grass blades break with each footstep you make
Seek And You Will Find
At what point did the stars fall from the sky To spend their whole life, sparkling in your eyes When did I stop caring that the world was at war? Because you closed all the windows and locked all the doors
My Own Beach
Dusty shells as far as the eye can see the suns rays blind you as they glisten on the sea
Drifting through life Lost in it all Protected by heaven So you can stand tall
This thing in my mind it's amazing the rage that's inside is engaging the thoughts that take hold whispered words that are cold,
When life presents what you could have had,
is the moment you become truly sad,
an a fire erupts to make you mad,
is when you finally change your ways.
When you awake to a lost cause,
and during the heat you stop and pause,
and think of what prods the sores,
is when you start to count your days.
It's only when one appears to you,