Biography of Danny Ballan
Danny Ballan Poems
Being A Woman
One time I said it was you I loved, And all the threads of my life were drawn. I never said it in a way that I bluffed, and for once no lies carried my life on.
A House On Fire
The house is broken down and fire Spread where nothing was left to burn. What was in this scene left to admire? And what lessons were there yet to learn?
Before you fall, Stop! Wait for the malignant civilized bits in me- To wash away with your natural civility. And mind each drop that tells
For If You Go
Don’t go Into an oblivious world, And you leave us all alone For the new demons to fight;
I Am Not Old
I am not old; It’s just the wrinkles on my face- That tell the storyline of humanity. And the gales left my skin dry;
A Morning Street Scene
Wearied by their backpacks on the move; To go or not to go is a point they yet must prove; And so life goes.
I Could Not Afford To Love You
I could not afford to love you, I would have no heart; And no heart with which to float With my face alone facing the blue.
If you can walk through the ranks of men Stretch their lives to a fatal loose end, If you can talk in the world's deepest den- Some words that no one else can comprehend,
A Book And A Woman
She turns yet another leaf- Another story she revealed; Another secret is deeply sealed, And more deeply she dives
Caught In The Mad Trance
Stop or get caught in the mad trance; For none in there really understands What they stand for and what they do; For mostly in every chaos found in you,
Have you gone there, and there you have forgotten That every day away from you is nothing short of hell? Have the roses ceased to blossom, their scent been rotten? Is the news of your glory true that you rose up high and fell?
Stop talking about love, Just love and be loved And let the world around enjoy A life in love has formed a symphony.
Stop staring, Your eyes are tearing my heart apart, And the very ground beneath is shaking;
Her voice can soar up high in the sky, Can her soul fly with her, too? With a moment of glory she stood, Will her glory shine all the way
Being A Woman
One time I said it was you I loved,
And all the threads of my life were drawn.
I never said it in a way that I bluffed,
and for once no lies carried my life on.
The picture I had for what you once were,
And the dreams I had every day of my life;
And I would wake up in delight and ere
The sunrise I would imagine I was you wife.