Biography of Bron Kozakiewicz
I was born in 1962.I went to boarding school for about 6 years. I have lived most of my life in my Home town of Newmarket. Getting older by the minute.
Bron Kozakiewicz Poems
A Really Short Poem With Quite A Long Ti...
A Memorable Day
A long time ago, At least it seems that way, I met you on a bright sunny day. When our eyes met I knew it was right, And we talked and talked right into the night.
Down And Out
I have lived on our capital's streets, And spent my days begging at Londoner's feet. They won't help you up when you are down and out, The only way back is to shout and to shout,
Poems Of Pain
I am not sorry for my poems of pain, It's what I know best and my sources won't drain. Wherever you look there's always some hurt, Whether it's here in our land or the dry African dirt.
A Good Friend
You are a good and true friend indeed, Which is exactly the kind of friend I really need. You're such a tonic when I'm feeling down, And I always feel great when you are around.
Here I go, on another trip... A better one this time? Well it started at six, or was it seven? And now it's half past nine. Just look at all those silver leaves dancing on the trees, They shimmer in the moonlight and play upon the breeze.
Trees swaying, Hounds baying,
A Nation Of Animal Lovers?
Some devote their lives to God and to Christ, But mine is devoted to animal rights. Some people don't think animals have any rights, But then some think rights are only for whites.
A beauty like yours is hard to compare, So I shouldn't even try. But when I am with you it's like walking on air, And I'm so happy that I could cry.
I'D Like To But I Can'T
I'd like to be cruel, But I don't know how. I'd like to hurt you,
That Special Someone
Someone to share the good times and bad, Someone to cheer you up when you're feeling sad, Someone to listen when you need a good moan, Someone to say " I love you" over the 'phone,
How Many More?
How many more fiends must I lose to drugs? I am tired of being told that someone has just died, Because in their lives there weren't enough hugs, And because they craved happiness from the drugs they had tried.
Oh, How I wish it were night, So that in the darkness I could hide. And no one could look and see my tears, Or tell by my face that I am so full of fear.
Behind Closed Doors
There are thousands of carers Hidden behind closed doors, Who never get a notice, Or even a thought.
Don'T Say You Love Me
Please don't ever say you love me,
Because I just couldn't deal with that.
It's not that I don't want your love,
I could take any amount of that.
It's just that I've been told those words before,
And nothing came of them then.
So to me those words are like the kiss of death,
And they mean so little when it all comes to an end.
It's far better to have love shown in different ways