Midnight Dream

Midnight seems cold 

in the arms everything is old

the divider has moulded

the love which was told

eligence in her eyes

i would tell rather

makes my heart cry 

inviting me to go further 

surviving with a try 

makes things become a disaster 

flowers cannot buy 

the loving spirit , the spell caster 

Joel Lennon W.A.D.

Littlefield road { Burnt oak , London }

you live near edgware
in a small town called
Burnt Oak

with your beauty
you always snare
people who have
long hopes
a community driven
library
at the edge of the
watling avenue
guiding me to the
calm and quit fairy
a perfect place to live
in a pacy city called london
in the otherside
you'll find colindale and Hendon

Joel Lennon W.A.D.

Unedited reality ...

London is so cold 

people going around are sometimes bold

'it's a tough thing to live " i was told

five months have been spent , 

more than twenty to  hold

see me with the white chicks 

they laugh , they shout useless bricks

pretty lives pretty hell stubborn gigs

they don't care , they are really like white pigs

Joel Lennon W.A.D.

තනිකර දැමුවෙමි මා මගේ සිත
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