Morags Written Work

Morags Written Work

  • My Lockdown Poem
    Morags Written Work

    My Lockdown Poem

    My Lockdown Poem Laughter and sunshine, They go hand in hand, After lockdown it won’t be fine, When still, so much is banned. For many, there will be doubt, Skeptical about going into town, Anxious with more people about, Feeling…

  • Gone
    Morag,  Morags Written Work

    You’re Gone

    You’re Gone I try to stop these memories, They flow all around me, Like this darkness, I close my eyes tightly But your face is still there Painted in my head As anger fills my heart What makes it hurt…

  • Run
    Morag,  Morags Written Work

    Run

    Run I feel the reality It’s slipping from my grasp Out with my reach And nobody understands My actions My reactions To everything I'm subjected to. There's nothing left inside Scattered heart And shattered pride I run from it all…

  • Morag,  Morags Written Work

    Untitled Works

    This poem is untitled This poem I found in my book is dated 19th December 2003. A chill is in the air A whisper in the trees A creeping little scare That rustles in the leaves. A howl is in…

  • Morag,  Morags Written Work

    Lyrics I wrote for a friend

    Lyrics These are lyrics I wrote for a friend on Tuesday, 16th December 2003 (I didn’t look that up, that what they were signed and dated at the bottom).  I don’t know if he ever used them or not. I’m…

  • Morag,  Morags Written Work

    The Poetry Of It All

    Poetry I’ve always been better at expressing my thoughts and feelings on paper than out loud (if I’m 100% honest, having been in a relationship for over 12 years now, and I’m still like that). So when I was younger…

  • Eyes
    Morag,  Morags Written Work

    Youth’s Eyes

    Youth’s Eyes Mind wanders, in youth's eyes, To where all of my dream lies, It takes me back only little years, Where I not once looked up to peers. Children always do, what told not to, Memories, now like a…

  • The Stranger
    Morag,  Morags Written Work

    The Stranger

    The Stranger She sits every night alone, Staring at an empty cup, she cannot groan, She stands now, unknown to man, To clear her mind, trying all she can, Head down, eyes unread; unshown. She steps to the mirrors sheer…