when we meet again

time needs no measures
in all the depths of love
two hearts today treasure
a past , a shadow of pain

lady you have to be alone
in the destiny of a new love
the drama is forgotten and done
though we are happy in no love

life is still a ghost
in the shallows of lost
the golden era of the trust
was for someone a must


W.A.D. Joel Lennon

Puppets

Time speaks when admirers vanish 

God greets but alone in the parish 

another lonely day walking to the station 

hands free , heart is heavy , an odd animation 

to the rest this is nothing 

but the agony and alienation

for some are everything 

life is happy with materialized comforts 

in a high rated show we are all puppets ! 

29/05/2012

W.A.D. Joel Lennon

A winter Morning ....

Light dark shade of this morning 

tarnishes the energy 

but backed with yournings

half a dozen heads 

stands in front of though

it is freezing ;

now and then among them 

one is sneezing .

" oh ! you'll catch a cold "

some heard as it was told 

a rigorous smile,

it was the old man " bold "

they move their hands 

they smoke , they laugh 

and for a bus 

they are awaiting 

mild and soft 

thousand secrets unstopped

isn't this winter morning amazing ?

W.A.D. Joel Lennon

A sweet Heart break

Some unsung songs
Thrive my heart as I wait
Dim glow of her smile clones
more hatred for me
with what I already hate
the most loving things
I let be by gone
smile at me though I am late
I see, I smile and i feel the gold
hence my senses still pay
homage to your love .....


W.A.D. Joel Lennon

A world for them all ....

White Hair ....

Is it to say that ;

I am getting old ?

or is it to say

you are different among others

or else is it to say 

" I don't care about you "

or to show how intelligent  I am ;

Else to tell others 

" This is a attention seeker "

W.A.D. Joel Lennon

Time will come ......

He smiles hence it is his duty

They cheers for all the work done , a beauty

a plastic tray seriously balanced on a hand

The kitchen sink is the final destination to land

why does he want to be so down with what he gets?

A mistake still counts though the other never lets

confusing , heart breaking , lamenting inside

a tiresome hand needs a rest a while

he walks , he walks and smile

they smile , he smiles like a small child

fate does not count on what he does

a time will come for him to stop what he does .....

W.A.D. Joel Lennon

A person from the public ( Acknowledging all the hard working people ) ..

High mountains of the distinguish phenomena
Have no fountains , a dilemma
legs shiver and heart beats for
never fears though this is not what was asked for

between the day and the afternoon
arises to the occasion like the new moon
on his way he is marooned
but never regrets what he has owned

outspoken words rarely amalgamate
the situations and the tasks he creates
smiling as he speed up life's fate
among the millions isn't he the grate !



Joel Lennon W.A.D.

Take me Home ......

Westerham (Kent, England )

Oh dear Westerham green 

I've been searching you 

where have you been ?

In the sonic world 

you are the unseen 

I did not want to 

but now i am keen 

though miles to get 

what we want 

you treat us all , fair 

BigginHill is the lovely enchant 

Not only me anybody will stare 

the unharmed breath you give 

I cannot give a measurable value

the mighty sun sparkles

on the lady " Morning Dew " 

W.A.D. Joel Lennon

A long waited time ....

In the air which guards the lamenting butterflies
It never showed sympathy for a while
no one can watch how it slowly dies
Pain, triumphant in style
A naked pleasure cherished for unborn
slithering through the deep dark frames
your highness made mad flames
a long way from home he is alone
in the air which guards the soft feathers of larks
you breathe pleasure ; hath he doesn't
a pleasant dream dressed up for Christmas
he is alone waiting for a golden present !

Joel Lennon W.A.D. [ 11/12/2011]

Her Name is kyle

Walking a mile
with a small file
Hath, she has style
her name is Kyle


her hair is clumsy 
She swings ,plumpsy
energetic, quick and bouncy 
beautiful, slow and fancy

Early morning walking to the college 
to be at the top with knowledge
Evenings to share with all aged
all the lingeries, a black footage 


W.A.D. Joel Lennon

Sleeping stars ....

sleeping stars in the dark sky , i want them so badly dont ask me now " why ?" , they persuade me little by little .. i hate this universe , wel not fully but a kind of a hatred.. i'm used to the most of thier glittering stares.. hell now i know how they feel in the lonely sky, dark , freezing with disco lights... cinematic , isn't it but sleeping stars do drop sweat like me .... they sometimes shout to others like me ..recently i got to know a one .... sleeping and glittering , it does shine .. it does cry i think ... i like it  for a great extent i'm feeling the grace of it for a certain extent ...

Joel Lennon W.A.D.

somewhere ....

May they not see I cry 
in the depths of loneliness 
faraway somewhere in the sky 
when indeed his lips lock yours
remove my image from your eyes

beyond legions and deep sees


let my juvenile love left freezing
seconds and minutes I'm surrendering
not to make you feel
guilty for a one coloured love
lamenting , i have tighten , locked and ordered
my mind not to see you in my dreams 


but I cannot stop the heart 
with love you boarded 
everytime in front of you  I release 




W.A.D. Joel Lennon

dont ask why ...

sleeping at night
won't stop this fight
if you can
i guess
it might say this
with delight
you may squeeze
and hit twice
but when
this was heard
you won't try thrice
it awaits
it never dies
for a guilt
oppressed
sometimes it may cry
i know its' odd
but don't ask why
i pray my love
please don't deny ...


W.A.D. Joel Lennon

Red Rose Of Camden

Oh this red rose of camden 

forced me to smile on my way to hendon 

A prity face , an innocent in London 

order me not to leave her abandoned

When i stare my eye lids strip

her eyes , her fragrance ,

slowly my heart grips 

in this summer evening 

at the end of my long trip

A feeling is ridiculed 

with hand full of images to slip

             W.A.D. Joel Lennon

Life goes

They cooked what I had
wrinkles sparkled
unwillingly, unfair
multi functional
true desire
has no option
this is true
he is not a lier
in a corner
on the unconfortable bed
covered with curtains
the privacy
hillarious disaster
their sympathy
no one chose
as this is just
how life goes

Joel Lennon W.A.D.

No Angels ..

When you beg
on the ground
they may
gather around
it is encouraging
the wisper of their sound
you are not born to ;
but forced now
they do exist 
when you become 
no more a guest 
one can blame
it was theft
but, what if
it was the curse
of what you left
they do exist 
when you become 
helpless, Accept .....



Joel Lennon W.A.D.

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.