Poet Jordan
Volume 11
Jordan Neininger
PoetJordan.co.uk1
Contents: Poem Title
Page
Never Give In
3
Time to Dream
5
Lost
6
Common Earth
7
‘friend’
8
School
9
Further Ideas
12
Why that hill?
13
Mr Cooper
15
Running Back
17
That Night
18
What more
19
Sadness of the Heart
20
Admire
21
Figure in the shadow
22
Sinking Stone
23
Across the Room
24
Walk away
25
Thrive
26
Parallel World
27
Crash!
28
Words that don’t mean a thing
29
Heart in a Frame
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2
Never Give In
I always say to myself to never give in, Hope is always on the horizon, I just need to travel a bit further to reach it, Never give in, never! I tell myself,
There is however so many times I can tell myself this, Knowing as each day goes on, A little more doesn’t happen, More words aren’t said than are said,
If it were to be it would have happened by now, If the enthusiaum was even, What was hoped for would have occurred by now,
It’s such a shame to give in, never give in I say, Not on a soul I may add, Just what is promised but never delievered, For reasons out of my control, If it were meant to be, the world would have let it happen,
I know deep down I have given in, I have believed for too long now, Yet without a return from my shouts, I know what is done is done,
I always believed I would never give in, But the pain has become too much,
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Every thought and every day, I pray it would be the day the promise arrived,
After so long the heart cannot take much more, So much to say but the one not to say it to, I have given in on the hope that two hearts could collide, Yet I haven’t given in on the soul that helps my soul,
The soul I speak of will never see what I have felt, Gone through the thoughts to be at that point to share the heart, It lays dormant now, the heart, It beats to keep the body living, not much else,
I have given in, let the wind take my thoughts, Ready and willing for someone else to use them, Some promises are kept, some are just all talk, But like myself not all can be kept.
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Time to Dream
I went to sleep, Ready to dream, Of you, Because I love, You, With every part of my heart, I went to sleep, I dreampt of you, It made my day, Because you, Are beautiful, No dream is as good, As seeing you, For real, I went to sleep, Knowing I would dream, Of you, And about you, Beacause I love, Dreaming, Of, You.
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Lost
Once a hope, Now a lost dream,
Gone is the hope, And lost is my soul,
The sight ahead, Blurred and unclear,
I’ve lost the hope, And gained no dreams.
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Common Earth
The only thing we’ve got in common, Is earth that we walk, How could I think that there was ever more, We walk the same paths, But in different directions,
The only thing in common, Is the air that we breathe, Invisible to the eye, Just like the thoughts, That are within in my mind,
The only thing in common, Is the same sun we share, To live our life under, The same sun that burns our skin,
The only thing in common, Is the silence we both share,
Common earth, Walking under our feet, It’s about all that we have.
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‘friend’
Facebook says that you’re my ‘friend’, So in the street, Why don’t you say ‘hi’?
No need to turn your head away, Or try to look away from my face, In an akward stare at the floor or sky, All I would do is say ‘hello how are you?’,
It would seem, That just because something says, We’re ‘friends’, Doesn’t actually mean we are,
I could walk past you time again, Look over to say ‘hiya’, But it would not matter, As we’re actually not real ‘friends’,
Is this where we are at my ‘friends’? It would appear so, My lost friends.
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School
A place that taught so much, The basis for life, The life I was to lead from here,
Yet the day finally came, When the school closes for good, The final chance to see where I learnt, Where memories will forever have a place in my mind,
For I did not take the chance to see the school again, What good would it have done? I have no bad memories I may add, But now it is a place I haven’t visited for many years, And will now never visit again,
It however has made me think of the times had, The day that I gained my GCSEs on that hot summers day, One of the most joyous days I can think of, To where I first saw the sight of my first love, (Not in the curriculum, but we all have to take a break from the work),
From the start of each school day, We stood and met by the design technology block, Day in day out without fail (unless ill), We would meet there and pass the time talking,
Some of us had an affinity with the teachers,
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Speaking to them on a human level, Rather than a teacher only level, Mocked for who we were by some, A small group of friends, Who got through school together,
School was all one way for me, Learning, Just like the one way system they introduced from year 9, What a havoc that was, what day did that idea end!?
The place taught me a lot, But maybe I left too soon, I admit, It was my level, my level of understanding, I could have achieved higher marks here than where I was to move,
I look back and there were bigger and better characters than I, For I only wanted to achieve the best that I could,
I look back and have little regret, Maybe to stay and continue my and achieve where I started, It would have been a thank you for the previous years’ support, But that was a choice and a choice now laid in history,
Going back now would have done very little, From what I have seen, not many a face do I remember, Yet the school I learnt from, Has fewer days to remain as a school, The day is nearly here to demolish the bricks that stand,
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I never thought about school as much since being there, Now it’s going I have more fond memories than I thought I had,
My first poem written in the English classroom; ‘Let Me Be’ From here led me, Inspired me to write what I feel, Convey the world and what I feel into words,
Hearing of the bricks to be brought down, It has made me think a lot of the time there, I enjoyed my time at school, Even through the tough days, tough times,
All I can do now is look back, Smile and remember,
I wish you farewell, You taught me well.
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Further Ideas
Any further ideas I may have, I may just keep to myself, A lonely world I write in, Just isn’t worth the words I write,
Any further ideas, Will just be ideas,
There is not a need, To write them down.
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Why that hill?
No one will ever understand why I like this hill so much, It is after all just a hill, with a view of the city below, The larger hills in the background as clear as I have ever seen them, It’s peaceful up here, only a dim hum of the cars on the motorway,
The view is in my eyes spectacular, Especially on a warm summers evening like today, The sun shining and a slight cool breeze, but not much more,
Through the trees I walk in the shade, The ground is dry unlike the last time I was here, Back then there was a foot of snow upon the ground, A sharp cold breeze and a much tougher walk than today,
Through the shade of the trees you wouldn’t think it was sunny, Then as you walk the trees part their way, The world opens up into a sunny glorious view,
I sit by the edge of the cheese roll and I look out at the view, No one will ever understand why I like it so much up here, Always something new to look at, find, admire,
I have fond memories of here, first starting with scouting up here, Since then I have always more often than not been a lonely visitor to here, The walk clears the mind, the heart gets a work out from the ascent, It’s not mountain nor is it too easy, just a nice pleasant walk,
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With rewarding views at the end of it to help the mind think a little bit more,
With the hill just on the doorstep I could visit so much more, However it makes it all worthwhile when I do get to visit, With the camera in hand each photo I take differs from one to the next,
It will always be a part of me, although I will never understand why, A place I can call my muse shall we say, a thought provoking place, Why that hill I may say? I do not know, or need not worry why.
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Mr Cooper
Mr Cooper was an elderly man, He was tall and had a good view on life, His eyes were in perfect vision, But his hair was thin on top, With a strange straight line of baldness on top,
People went to him to visit him no matter what the weather, He was peaceful and had many stories to tell, He often liked a walk to the Black Horse Inn, But he was better known for looking out at the views,
Mr Cooper is like a guardian to us all, He stands tall, proud and ever willing to give a helping hand, Like a branch of a tree, there to support and forever hold on,
As the spring changes into summer, people gathered at his doorstep, They brought cheese but never any biscuits, He at times was overwhelmed with many visitors he received, But as quickly as they arrived they soon departed, Leaving him to be alone once more, Yet he never felt any loneliness as he knew they would be back,
If you ever needed to share a pew he always had one, Often sharing his views on life with you, However leaving you to make your own mind up, Letting you be in silence, he would give time to think,
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Many people who visited stayed for a while, yet many were just passing by, Mr Cooper has time for anyone as long as they were polite, Just remember to say hello when you see Mr Cooper, Give him a smile, he’ll always wave back and wish you a good day.
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Running back
Running back, I realise what I had, Depsite running so fast, I could still see you, Looking back at me,
Running back, Up the hill so fast, It took all my breathe away, This is my muse, This is where I need to be,
Running back, To the era, place and time, I know what I had, And all I have now is my muse,
My muse to keep my mind alive, There’s not many who are a muse, Nor a fool would think of me,
Forever running back, From the modern day, To the place I know I could be.
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That night
That night, After our first kiss, I lay there thinkning of you, And wondered what you thought, My heart was screaming out for more, More answers, than kisses,
That night, I didn’t sleep much at all, My heart racing, And wanting the world, To turn so I would fall to you,
That night, My world had changed, Forever more, No night was ever the same,
That night, I knew, It was you, Forever more.
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What more
Kiss me, What more do I have to say,
Need me, What more do I have to say,
Feel me, What more do I have to say,
Believe me, What more do I have to say,
Love me, What more do I have to say,
Want me, What more do I have to say,
Hold me, What more do I have to say
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Sadness of the Heart No one hears the sadness in my heart, [imagine a still figure sat on a bench staring blankly straight ahead] I could be sat next to you screaming out, [imagine that person sat like before but with you with a microphone screaming into their ear] Holding a sign to tell you all I feel, [imagine me holding a sign next to you on that bench and you looking straight through it] But you wouldn’t hear the sadness in my heart. [silence]
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Admire When you admire, Someone from so far away, For so long, I wonder, What they would think, If I shared my thoughts, So many thoughts, Of admiration, Butterflies in my stomach, When I think of you, Telling you my inner thoughts, Releases an area, Of my mind, I thought I’d never let go, But at least you know now.
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Figure in the shadow The shaddow I create, Is a taller, Stronger, Person than I will ever be,
The shaddow may be dark, Looming in front of me, Or even following me around,
The figure in the shadow, Always there looking on, Not always one to speak out,
Just quietly seeing the world go past, I may not always say much, But I still care for you, I’ll always will be there to care for you, Maybe just not in the way I would like.
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Sinking Stone I never thought I’d feel like this again, My heart has sunk like a stone, Sinking to the bottom of the sea, I knew my feelings for you were strong, But now I realise how strong they are, The last time I felt like this it took time to dissolve the feelings, Now I feel the process of doing so starts again, I’ll see you at every occasion I can, It’s just that I won’t be able to tell you how I feel, My heart will be forever sinking, But buoyed by the fact you’ve seen the real me.
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Across the Room Our eyes meet from across the room, The world around me becomes silent, All I see is the beauty within your eyes, And at that moment nothing else matters, Until I have to look away, I’ll look into your eyes and see the beauty within.
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Walk away Time to step away, Leave the thoughts to what I have, At the bottom of the stairs, Walk away.
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Thrive My mind can’t cope, Cope with the thoughts of you, You make me want to shout out, Out to the world in joy, Joy for the feelings, Feelings I thrive upon, Upon my heart they lie proudly, Proudly I would give everything for you, You to be near me.
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Parallel World I was never meant to be in this world, There was a time shift in a single moment, That caused a change in the timeline of life, Something only equivalent to a nuclear bomb, It rocked my world until this very day, How life is now and what it could have been, I don’t live in regret, In the life that is now, But I can’t think what life would have been like, As it’s in a parallel world.
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Crash!
Crash! I fell to the floor, fists were thrown, Many brusies were laid upon our faces,
It all started when I realised, You weren’t good enough for her,
My heart was beating out of my chest, Ready for you to throw your next hit,
No man shall ever hurt her again, I tell you now I have never felt so angered,
Crash! Each hit is another reminder, Why you aren’t good enough for her, I will fight for you.
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Words that don’t mean a thing I love you, Can’t you see that, My heart throbs, From my chest, For you, I love you, Words that don’t mean a thing, To anyone else.
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Heart in a Frame Put my heart in a picture frame, & that will be your present.
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