I am a UK-based poet exploring the raw intersections of life, loss, and the slow climb toward healing. My work often touches on the heavy realities of addiction, the sting of betrayal, and the resilience required to find 'a different whole' amidst the shadows.
I am honoured to have my work, 'Nothing But A Game, ' selected as the Poem of the Day on June 4th,2026.
Writing is my way of navigating the world's complexities and finding the light that breaks through even the darkest clouds. If my words have moved you or mirrored your own journey, I would be incredibly grateful for your support as I work toward my first full collection.
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You look me in the eyes and speak my name,
As if my life were nothing but a game,
A kingdom built on foundations of grief,
Where you find your joy and your relief.
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A line, a spark, a fleeting thrill,
The start of a climb, then the drop of the hill.
From a single taste to a heavy debt,
A life now framed by deep regret.
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To the world, I am a pillar, standing firm and tall,
The one who holds the ceiling up, the one who will not fall.
'She's the strongest, ' so they whisper, beneath an open sky,
While they miss the rising water and the shadows in my eye.
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If the vessel is shattered, the wood split apart,
Can it be mended—this beat in my heart?
I've spent a lifetime in 'what comes next, '
Dredging the spirits of a long-faded wreck.
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A boy cast out when the shadows grew tall,
Shipped away at the first sign of a brawl.
He drifted through life with no place to belong,
Where the walls of a prison became his dark song.
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