Nathan Strange

Rookie (14.1.83 / Luton / Dunstable)

Nathan Strange Poems

1. He Shagged Fatty Patty 11/20/2006
2. It Doesn’t Really Matter 11/20/2006
3. Nostalgia 11/23/2006
4. Remember Your Broken Dreams? 11/25/2006
5. My Heart's Always Changing 11/25/2006
6. That Little Girls Eyes 11/26/2006
7. Thoughts (Random Ones) 1/2/2007
8. New Years Resolution 1/2/2007
9. The Barroom Philosopher 1/6/2007
10. One 1/6/2007
11. News Flash 1/6/2007
12. Summer Time 1/10/2007
13. One Moment 1/12/2007
14. Suffering From The Loss Of A Hat 1/12/2007
15. Writers Block 1/28/2007
16. Letting Go 1/28/2007
17. Different 1/28/2007
18. (part 2) Imagine (Surreal Thoughts) 2/1/2007
19. To The Paranoid Boyfriend 11/23/2006
20. The Flickering Stars Shall Lead The Way... 12/9/2006
21. I Thank The Writers Of The Past 12/11/2006
22. I'M Young, What Do I Know? 2/12/2007
23. Bravado Vs Wisdom 2/20/2007
24. The Devil At Large 2/20/2007
25. Spring Time 2/20/2007
26. The Spirit Of Youth 11/20/2006
27. Silver Spoon 11/20/2006
28. Brain Frozen 11/23/2006
29. The Pain Inside 11/23/2006
30. Pride 12/18/2006
31. We Can Be Together 1/30/2007
32. (part 1) The Norm 2/1/2007
33. The Melodious Cry Of The Human Soul 11/26/2006
34. As The Night Wore On… 12/11/2006
35. The Poor Girl Named Fanny 11/23/2006
36. Alone In The World 11/25/2006
37. Dreams Of Passion 11/23/2006
38. The Quick And The Dead 2/20/2007
39. Lost Soul 11/23/2006
40. Waiting And Waiting 11/23/2006

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Best Poem of Nathan Strange

Money Money Money

But which came first?
Money or man?
Yes man!
And now money rules man, doesn’t that tell you something?
Money isn’t natural.
Money is worthless in the eyes of nature yet money rules the world.
Money is the God that man worships.
Money is metal, paper and numbers.
Money is what we spend all our lives working for.
Money is what we spend all our lives spending.
Money is what keeps us going.
Money is what keeps us down.
Money is power and greed.
Capitalism is the new religion and
God has been sold out for the pound.

Money is what makes ...

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Waiting And Waiting

It’s like I can see the door now, I just want to beat it down,
I wanna kick it in! But it won't open.
Then I cry because I'm in despair, I'm lost.
Then everything is calm and tranquil for a while.
The storm is over and a higher force picks me up.
I float for a little bit.
I float until the gale force picks up again,
It slows me down when that damn storm starts again.
I'm just waiting and waiting and I don't know what for...

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