I Was And Am

Medication can be tearfully unkind

Messing about with my insane mind,

And as I slump into depths of despair

I am prone to sit quietly and stare. 

A paranoid mentality of nurses after me

After a lifetime of extreme insanity:

They are organised and are forsaking

To my reluctance to unkindly pill taking. 

I think I am being scrutinised, analysed -

Which can render I to be mentally paralysed,

But I still exchange pleasing pleasantries

Regardless of my unending mentality. 

Oh, woe to I and my stupid beliefs

Synonymous with psychiatric grief's,

As I'm sometimes rendered incapacitated –

An insane, grave position really hated 

I have times of being quite well

Where others can observably tell

That I’m taking care of myself,

As I look and sound in good health. 

© Andrew Stevenson 22/03/2017

 

A re-edited piece.

 

I wrote this when my meds didn't suit me.

 

Thank you. Love love, Andrew.

Delusional

I fret with a paranoia feeling

With a history of seething,

And a future of uncertainty –

What is to become of me. 

The public is under scrutiny

And madly and stubbornly

I assume and also presume

In a sad, psychotic gloom. 

Who is spying, watching,

I am constantly wondering,

And what is their pleasure

From this prying endeavour. 

Who is acting and who is real,

I mentally suspiciously steal

Away my sane rationality

To this inflammatory insanity. 

© Andrew Stevenson 21/03/2017

 

A re-edited piece.

 

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Who Am I

Hurrying here and scurrying there,

Ever watchful of people that stare

At a lunatic going about his business –

And a person in deep, mental distress. 

Trying to stay stable, in and out

Of a maddening psychosis bout,

And I may be madly inclined

To worry you out of your mind. 

But I'm mindful of who I am and how to cope

As I'm also charitable to the aid of some hope

Of my being a gentleman with wise chivalry –

I can also be quite humorous and witty. 

I am a multitude of characteristics, an enigma,

Alters to cope with while suffering the stigma

Of being mentally insane, a reject of society

And a person of considerable notoriety. 

© Andrew Stevenson 21/03/2017

 

A re-edited piece.

 

This poem was written when my meds didn't suit me.

 

Thank you. Love love, Andrew.

 

New Life Flourishing

Spring has truly begun

With having some sun,

Wildlife will flourish

With food to nourish.

Life is aptly blossoming

With a new beginning

Of sprouting and growing

With aesthetic appealing. 

Mother Nature’s love

Is like God’s up above,

She is lovingly nurturing

In the season of Spring.

We also need lots of rain

So life can bloom again. 

© Andrew Stevenson 28/04/2018

 

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Found Then Lost

I walk but want to run, as I am eager for expression of mind,

But I am on a leash, as medication can sometimes be unkind,

And during this lapse of my true faculties, I drowsily think

And understand sorrow of heart that can cause a bad stink.

Despair can be blood thirsty, and eat up your consciousness,

And as you feel faint with the pressures of some seriousness,

You can understand my daughter’s worried perspectives

At a seemingly 'alter' of character in my insane objectives.

I like to sing, laugh, and enjoy friendly banter connotations,

And have come out of my shell of sluggish palpitations –

A paradox of a duration that flowed with a fast beat

As I endured fearful relations in a mad, paranoia heat. 

© Andrew Stevenson 17/03/20`17

 

A re-edited piece.

 

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My Best Friend

As you joyfully explore the time of day, you are inadvertently imparting wisdom,

Which can be read in your happiness, and absorbed in your playful memories.

I reap what I sow in you, and am nourished by supplements of growing love,

That you display in your devotion, bodily motion, and expressive emotion. 

You strive forward in leaps and bounds, often surpassing my expectations

By climbing heights I thought were above you, that you now look down upon.

Take the lead and I will follow - tailing your trailing to alleviate possible failing,

And I will beg, steal or borrow, to see you safely into tomorrow devoid of sorrow.

I marvel at your intellect, and research and analyse your common sense and logic,

Which are reasoned with innocence, as you are guilty of a lack of understanding.

Life isn't always a 'walk in the park', as 'swings and roundabout's' often occur,

So, when you 'bark up the wrong tree', toy around with different concepts. 

Sometimes 'cat and mouse' games don't suffice, and it is better to play ball,

So heed with greed the need to feed others with a consumable consciousness

That is palatable to tastes in humane decency, and perspicacious respectability -

I will open up some doors, but take a step backwards before you move forwards. 

© Andrew Stevenson 11/07/2017

 

A re-edited piece.

 

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Ready For Steady

I’m seeing my Babe later,

I’m aptly very fond of her

And am glad she is mine

Sharing with me her time.

We are very compatible

And are both sensible

As we are both mature

Wisely knowing the score. 

My girlfriend is very pretty

And I feel luckily lucky

To have plucked a Rose

With more dates proposed.

I will thoughtfully be a gent’

With this Lady heaven sent. 

© Andrew Stevenson 23/04/2018

 

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Dennis

Dennis, my mates brother,

Was a desirable other,

As he offered his services

With lots of adherences. 

He loved his close family

With all of his given might,

He heartedly acted brotherly

And was a sight of might. 

He understood care with a stare

As he suffered a personal hell

Of a duration drinking spell

Regardless of personal care. 

He is now in heavenly heaven

Regardless of his disbeliefs

As he is still classed as Brethren

Despite his griefs of beliefs. 

© Andrew Stevenson 28/03/2017

 

A re-edited piece.

 

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A Delight

Toni is a delight of literary insight,

She is reading what I am writing

On my Google, blogging website

And tells me my poems are pleasing. 

I like the way she acts with no pretence,

As she is openly loving to my brother in law

With a kissing and cuddling appetence

Of sharing herself to him to the core. 

I admire her to a sincere degree,

She is noble and a nice character,

She governs with a sense of popularity

And her colleagues savour her behaviour. 

Toni is positive with positivity

And respectfully she is caring

To all who know her, and publicly

She is well mannered with sharing.

© Andrew Stevenson 15/03/2017

 

A re-edited piece expressing my brother-in-laws partner.

 

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Forgiving Beckoning

Come back from where you went,

And adhere to this beckoning cry,

Of time inconsiderately spent

Being an adulterous pig in a sty.

 

What about the vows you made,

And my welfare amidst mockery,

That I am too feeble and fade

Into a background of crockery.

 

Am I a ball and chain of hindrance,

And are you master of my destiny;

I won't put up with this severance

Of love to servitude prosperity.

 

You were an eyeful of pride,

And a joy to proudly behold –

So repent and quietly subside

This humiliating, sad scold.

 

My love is still warm within

And my forgiveness is ripe –

So please get rid of this sin

And come to me in the night.

 

Make love to I under the moon,

And caress my worries away,

Do not seal my tomb of gloom

Calling on this temptress to play.

 

Cuddle me in you motions,

And gyrate next to I curves,

And let's mix our emotions

In a sea of washing waves.

 

© Andrew Stevenson 20/04/2018

 

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My All Laid Bare

I love you with care,
With my all laid bare.
I'm an open book to read
And a conquest to heed.

You keep me rationally sane
Regardless of all my pain -
But I'll leave my sorrows
For much better tomorrows.

Hold me and I'll reciprocate,
And reap spoils that eradicate
My negativity and irrationality
With nice, humane decency.

Copyright Andrew Stevenson 20/04/2018

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Christinaly Tranquility

My girlfriend acts Christianly

By sensibly sharing and caring,

She is a pleasant sight to see

And I am glad of our pairing.

We have a blossoming romance

Which is aptly blissfully exciting

And I am glad she took the chance

Of getting in-touch for some dating. 

We like each-other’s company

And like the essence of serenity

That we are both experiencing

While hugging and kissing.

I have the time of day for ‘Di’,

And she thinks I’m a loving Guy. 

© Andrew Stevenson 04/04/2018

 

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Blue With A Coughing Flu

I gave my girlfriend the flu,

She is now feeling very blue,

I haven’t seen her for a week

As she’s suffering being weak;

She has been coughing a lot

And has been ill with being hot,

I’m sorry for her time so bleak

And seek better times to reap. 

I am seeing her on the morrow

And hope she’s over her sorrow,

I will give her a kiss and a hug

If she is over this unpleasant bug.

I have missed sharing her company

And she has been thinking similarly. 

© Andrew Stevenson 19/03/2018

 

A piece I wrote last month.

 

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From Single To Mingle

I am feeling happy

With dating a honey

Who is very pretty.

It’s all nicely exciting

This new romancing

Of loving wooing.

I like all of the hugging

With passionate kissing. 

My Lady acts Christianly

Being charitable to me,

She is respectfully kind –

I’ll thank her in rhyme.

We’ve both been single

For a sizable duration. 

© Andrew Stevenson 18/04/2018

 

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Behold Hot And Not Cold

I have met a Hot-Babe

Who is a sight to save –

Who’s company I crave

As she is a Sweet-Honey

Now making my life sunny

With how she does shine,

And I’m glad she is mine

As she is Christianly kind. 

I am seeing her Thursday

Where we will fondly stray

Into each-other’s waiting arms

Expressing our loving charms.

Di is lovably lovable with love

And lovingly gives me a hug. 

© Andrew Stevenson 03/04/2018

 

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A New Romance

I have been buzzing

Expressing loving

To a Pretty-Honey

Who likes seeing me.

We have been texting

In-between our dating

And it is all exciting

This new romancing. 

Di likes my dog Sadie

Who is jealous of she

Snuggling up to me

Hugging passionately.

We share blissful kisses

Fulfilling our wishes. 

© Andrew Stevenson 03/04/2018

 

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A Date To Sate My Loving Appetitie

I am dating a fine Lady

Who might be my honey,

I feel joyfully very lucky

As she is stunningly pretty;

I am seeing her tomorrow

With feelings that can grow:

We’ve been keeping in-touch

And have some faith and trust. 

She has an epithet of character

Of lovingly loving her daughter,

And I’m the same with Georgia

With a love that will not waver.

We have shared a cuddly hug

But not of late as she’s had a bug. 

© Andrew Stevenson 19/03/2018

 

A piece I wrote last month.

 

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A Bright Sight Glow

I like to say ‘hi’ to di

And hate saying ‘bye’,

As she’s nice company

And is pleasantly chatty.

I think she is beautiful

Making my life fruitful

With sharing her grace

Which shows on my face. 

She is hot with being sexy

And I’m glad she’s a Honey

Shining bright like it’s sunny

Remedying my being lonely.

She has been ill all of today

So couldn’t come out to play.

© Andrew Stevenson 03/04/2018

 

A poem I wrote earlier on in the month. My girlfriend has kindly allowed me to post posts of her now.

 

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Concealed Until I Am Revealed

I am dating a fine Lady

Who is a pretty-honey,

She is aptly concealed

Until I’m timely revealed.

But I have wrote pieces

Revealing both our graces

Of sharing loving embraces

That lights up both our faces. 

We like each-other’s company

And share a good compatibility

As we are both similarly the same

Searching for gain from crying rain.

We’ve both been single for a duration

And enjoy each-other’s supplication. 

© Andrew Stevenson 14/04/2018

 

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Pray On Sunday

It’s a day of rest today

As it’s joyfully Sunday,

Lots of Christians pray

For Jesus to have His way

By becoming a Friend

By following His trend

Of lovingly loving love

From our God up above. 

Pastors will wisely preach

That Jesus is within reach

And that He is our Saviour

Teaching Godly behaviour.

The Holy Spirit hears you

When you pray while blue. 

© Andrew Stevenson 15/04/2018

 

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A Run With Fun

I have just taken Sadie out,

She had an enjoyable run,

At the end I gave her a shout

To leave from having her fun.

She likes to have a sniff about

And chases innocent wildlife –

Who fearfully fear for their life

While escaping her playful strife. 

Springtime Daffodils blooming

Were picturesquely consuming,

The cute birds chirping and flying

Were looking for food for eating.

The bright, early morning sunrise

Was a nice and colourful surprise. 

© Andrew Stevenson 14/04/2018

 

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Sadie as a pup and now.

Still Wintery

I fell asleep too early

And got up at three,

I took out my dog Sadie

Who needed a wee.

It was sadly snowing

Which made it freezing,

The cold wind blowing

Had my nose running. 

It is Spring Equinox on Tuesday

But Winter’s still having her way,

We’ve had many a blinding blizzard

Making walking a slippery hazard.

I’m staying in to keep nicely warm

And to be free from bugs that harm. 

© Andrew Stevenson 19/03/2018

 

A poem I wrote just before Spring.

 

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Expressive Loving

Having lovable expressions to lovingly express yourself is lovably expressing yourself expressively with loving expression. 

© Andrew Stevenson 03/04/2018