Apologies Were Whispers.

I shall embark
With lies that stir emotions
Trying to ignite a spark
For you, dear soul, I shall weave a tapestry of remorse
To convey the weight of my guilt
Then let it gently unfurl.

I’ve borrowed some time, and I confess
I am sorry I called,
I tried living for a reason
But rebirth takes your will

The world unfolded, and fate called me
Yet this thought, wild and restless
It emerged in my mind,
And compelled me to seek comfort
Within your heart’s confines.

In the vast expanse of life
We yearn to connect
To find peace
In the presence of oblivion

So I dared to glimpse into our sacred past,
Now squashed and stifled
I can’t control it
My face is grey
My heart is burning

It’s logic that stopped the war
And let the peaceful go to work
Apologies were whispers
Feeble and late
The generals had no remorse
And governments gloat
Soldiers sport their pine overcoats

I wish to disrupt war’s delicate ballet
Yet my longing to share this sentiment led me astray
So take these words as tokens
Of my sincere regard
As I express anguish, deeply scarred
The young have the power to mend
The old are weak or dead
Only emotions remember them.

Steve Halstead

I Can Tell You Are Lying Because Your Mouth Is Moving.

I’m in the depths of despair, where shadows roam,
A restless heart finding solace, longing for a home,
Lost in a world devoid of purpose and dreams,
I stand before you, embodying a silent scream.

I’m just living in a life without meaning,
Bound by chains of disillusion, constantly demeaning,
I vote with fervour, hoping for change’s flight,
But my voice lingers, unheard, fading into the night.

I cast my ballot, a beacon of hope and desire,
Yearning for leaders who’ll set our spirits on fire,
Yet they dance on podiums with empty promises galore,
Leaving our dreams shattered at despair’s door.

In a sea of voices drowned out by the noise,
I’m adrift in apathy’s waves, where hope destroys,
The fabric of my being, as each vote escapes,
Lost amidst the ashes of democracy’s landscapes.

But amidst the despair, a flicker of light remains,
A fire within my soul that refuses to wane,
Even in the darkness, a spark can ignite,
Igniting a passion, a will to continue the fight.

I’ll rise above the numbness, reclaim my mind,
Embrace the uncertainty and pay my speeding fine,
To find the meaning that eludes a world so vast,
To mould my own destiny, my purpose steadfast.

For politics, my friend is a canvas full of lies,
And though the system fails, my spirit won’t hide,
Two sides, one left and one right, could sit in the same seat,
With the Oxford degree that runs Britain’s elite.

So, let me live in this life without meaning,
In the new age of populism and corporate scheming,
The sun has been steadily dipping toward the horizon,
So just use the best policy, you so-called enlightened ones.

Steve Halstead.

oh ye non-warring nations

In this land where swords no longer clash,
Where battle crys are dried in dust,
In these tranquil lands, untouched by strife,
Lies a quiet ignorance, blight mistaken.

Oh, ye non-warring nations, oblivious rapture,
Shielded by illusions, veils of false safety.
The lull of peace, a tender lullaby,
That sings you into slumber, deep and blind.

Your hearts, once aflame with fiery passion,
Now dulled and drowsy, indifferent souls.
The lack of battles fought, and men grow tired,
The embers of courage dim will expire.

In distant lands where errant winds do howl,
Lives shattered, dreams devoured in desperation.
But in your sanctuaries, tranquil and unaware,
The cries of anguish fail to reach your ears.

Through veils of privilege, your vision blurs,
To look the other way, deafen the cries of pain.
Your ignorance breeds a delusion so serene,
The whispered falsehoods declare all is well.

Yet, oh ye non-warring nations, heed my voice,
Lift the veil of indifference, awaken from slumber.
For to feign ignorance, to turn a careless cheek,
Is to surrender to darkness, to let injustice flourish.

Let your hearts be kindled with compassion’s fire,
Embrace the world’s sorrows. Let empathy be your guide.
Reach out your hands, extend them far and wide,
In unity and understanding, the seeds of peace reside.

For warring or not, we are bound as one,
A tapestry woven in diverse hues and cries.
Let ignorance wither, knowledge be our sword,
Awaken, oh ye non-warring nations, to the world’s strife.

Steve Halstead.

The Ignorance Of The Non-Warring Nations.

Doves stand tall in peace,
Unaware of war’s fierce flames,
Ignorance their shield.

Non warring nations,
Unseen battles still rage on,
Blind to the world’s turmoil.

Serenity’s bliss,
Veils the horrors we should know,
Ignorance persists.

Steve Halstead.

Battle Clouds Approach.

Swords sharpened with care
Gather troops and map terrain
Battle clouds approach

Armour clangs and rings
Flags unfurl beneath the sun
March toward dark fate

Mournful thoughts and tears
Pray for wisdom, peace, and hope
To end this war’s curse

Steve Halstead.

Futile Preparations.

Futile preparations,
For a war that may not come,
Searching for peace still.

Chaos in the air,
Warfare looming every day,
Pray for peace to stay.

Marching to the front,
Soldiers ready for the fight,
Praying for the end.

Steve Halstead.

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Steve Halstead.

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Steve Halstead.

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Steve Halstead.

A Language Unspoken.

In the depth of silence
came a clash of spirits.
She never said,
but could always tell.
His alertness was rare;
by the way, he listened
with his stare.

A language of unspoken
gestures profound,
Hints of understanding,
that nervous twitch.
With a quivering lip,
another lie was revealed.
Frosted windows,
smoke and mist.

His eyes were filled with silver tears,
streaming thoughts of peaceful times.
Unveiling the secrets
of a heart’s challenging life.
He drank the essence
of her every word.
Through her
from dawn’s first light,
till evening’s shroud.
The melody of life
echoed through that smile.

There was no need for sound,
for her perception was keen.
She Could fathom his thoughts,
even the silent routines.

The tender cadence of unspoken lines,
the rhythm of his emotions
sorrows and highs.
He wore a tapestry
each gaze unstitched,

Between the lines,
emotions took flight.
That dance of connections
they held so tight.
A meeting of souls
no words could define.
Lost in a language
where every look is a sign.

She could tell
by his alertness and grace,
The language of listening now
etched on his face,
And in that communion,
their spirits aligned,
In the patience of eyes,
and the crime of time.

Steve Halstead.