Category: Short Length

Weekend Nights

Weekend nights and city lights

Everyone is out tonight

Weekend nights and party fights

Oh the stars are bright

Weekend nights and city lights

Everyone is out tonight

Weekend nights and party fights

Oh the stars are bright


Weekend nights and Saturday lies

Spending is high but cash is tight

Weekend nights and Sunday highs

Don’t worry everything is alright



The Icognito Writer

Nothing But Empty Air

Burning doors and falling roofs

Don’t ask how, it’s what we do

Settle down and take a seat

You’re on a journey; a trip with me

Fires burning and embers blaze

This how we’re spending the rest of our days

Navigating our way out of this maze

Let others go, we’re going to run our race

Burning doors and falling roofs

Don’t ask how, it’s what we do

Settle down and take a seat

You’re on a journey; a trip with me

Fires burning and embers blaze

This how we’re spending the rest of our days

Navigating our way out of this maze

Let others go, we’re going to run our race


So sit down, look around

We got space and time to spare

I think I’ve found, my way out

And I got an idea where

Where we’re going, where we’ll be

Is a place not no one else can see

Nothing but empty air



The Icognito Writer

Human Instinct: Fear

Its human instinct to fear

Its our nature to reason

Its in us to be afraid

But that don’t apply to me

 

Its human instinct to fear

No matter the time or the season

Its our nature to be afraid

But that don’t apply to me

 

Fear is just the absence of faith

Fear is the lack of bravery

Fear is nothing but shame

And fear should be afraid of me

 

To be brave is our fate

To be weak is unsavoury

The weak have no one to blame

And fear should be afraid of me



The Icognito Writer: Instinct

Exposed Now

City nights and street lights They are all laid bare Glimmering sights and pub fights
Its all in the air
Exposed now
They are exposed now
From the air to the ground
They are exposed now
Walking by with head held high
I know where I have been
Even the sky is under my watchful eye

City nights and street lights

They are all laid bare

Glimmering sights and pub fights

Its all in the air


Exposed now

They are exposed now

From the air to the ground

They are exposed now


Walking by with head held high

I know where I have been

Even the sky is under my watchful eye

I know what I have seen


Exposed now

They are exposed now

From the air to the ground

They are exposed now


They are exposed now



The Icognito Writer:

Treehouse Memories

I climb into the abandoned treehouse; splinters of wood lay scattered across the backyard. It had been a long time since James had been back home, longer since he had even touched the treehouse. Back then the ladder was such a hassle to climb, he had to stretch his scrawny limbs as far as they could go. Now he climbed the ropes with ease, he had grown into his own after all. As James lay in the rundown wooden enclosure, he remembered all the good times they had. Julian and Jeffrey had insisted on calling themselves the Three J’s after the three musketeers. When Jack came along it became the JJJ and J club. Of course, no girls were allowed except from when there were snacks. Looking back on his old hideout James smiled. His parents were moving and he would most likely never be back there again but the memories, they would never leave him.



The Icognito Writer: Hideout

Laughter, Pleasure And Joy

Immerse yourself in the moment

Set your soul free

Life is meant for enjoyment

So enjoy it with all your being

Fill yourself with laughter

Fill yourself with joy

You can worry after

But for now, just smile and enjoy

Drown yourself in pleasure

Fill your smile to the brim

Have a laugh for good measure

Don’t ever be too grim

Immerse yourself in the moment

You never now how long may last

Even if its a tiny bit of enjoyment

Enjoy it and forget the past



The Icognito Writer: Immerse

Dance, Swing and Sway

Slowly the record plays

What song I don’t recall

Its soft though, that I remember

Like the sound of leaves in the fall

Gently I pull you close

We dance and swing and sway

The music plays on and on

As we dance the night away

The record is still playing

As the stars come out in the sky

But I don’t care about anything

As long as you’re by my side

Daytime fades inter darkness

Light fades into night

But where we are still warm

You are my saving plight

The record is finally over

The song is finally done

Our dance this night was amazing

I can’t wait for out next one



The Icognito Writer: Record

In The Night Time

In the night time

We are creeping

Hiding from daylight

While others sleeping

Finding the right time

We need a reason

We’re in the limelight

We are still living

In the night time

Don’t know what hit you

Better watch out

Before someone sees you

In the right time

You’ve got to break free

Don’t mock about

This all rides on me

In the night time



The Icognito Writer

Train Tracks

Train tracks leading to nowhere

Dark skies and a dark sea

The suns back in the atmosphere

But its out of light; I can’t see

 

Train tracks in the dessert

No living soul in my sights

Surrounding by nothing but dirt

Its finally time for the night

 

Train tracks bring me to you

For that I’m extremely grateful

The sky is now a warm blue

This reunion was so fateful



The Icognito Writer

Forest Fire

The fire burns in the distance

The smell of burning wood fills the air

Trees fall without resistance, the beautiful forest is no longer here

 

Death and life bring forth sadness

Just as cloud and sea bring forth rain

There is beauty within the madness, there is joy within the pain

 

The forest is now bought a memory

The hills a cruel torture

Yet as I watch such irony, I can’t help but watch longer



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Darling, I

Tender fires fill your eyes

Your hands are warm to touch

Desire brings a nice surprise

Darling, I miss you so much

 

Loving words through the night

As we hold each other close

Its late, but the time is right

Darling, I got to let you go

 

Slipping away through the darkness

I watch as you cry and you tremble

I’m pulled by an invisible harness

Darling, I love you so



The Icognito Writer

Horizon

I’m by the pier now

Where the waves are gentle and the air is kind

There is no one around

And I suddenly have peace of mind

I’m by the pier now

Staring into the depths of the horizon

Revealing the mysteries of space

As the waves are slowly rising


Quicker now they go

Faster now they run

Rushing onwards towards the sunset

Rushing onwards towards the sunset

Their pace is quickened

Their hearts are restless

Rushing on to the horizon

Rushing on to the horizon


But time slows back to a crawl

And the waves calm back down

The tide is drawn back in

No high waves around

But its time once again

To rush into the pray

And as they splash and crash

I understand the beautiful month of May


Quicker now they go

Faster now they run

Rushing onwards towards the sunset

Rushing onwards towards the sunset

Their pace is quickened

Their hearts are restless

Rushing on to the horizon

Rushing on to the horizon



The Icognito Writer: In response to Quicken

The Color Blue

The color blue reminds me of the sky. Of the lovely wash of colour that I see every morning. Of the source of the sweet summer rain; the color of the rain itself. The color of every little droplet of joy falling from the great beyond. It reminds me of the sea, the one that my dad used to take me when I was younger. When I didn’t know about fish or bait, of life or fate. Where I would just sit on a boat for hours and hours on end, enjoying the view; enjoying life. The color blue reminds me of so many pleasant memories but why is it that I’m crying. Why is it that I’m sad? Why do I feel so blue?



The Icognito Writer

These Feelings

These feelings

That I tried to hold back

They are coming

They are on the attack


Overwhelming

And surging like the storm

They are powerful

But I wish they were gone


These feelings

I have tried to let go

Where to?

I really don’t know


Overwhelming

Yes they truly are

They’re written

In my heart’s memoir



The Icognito Writer: In response to Overwhelming by The Daily Post

Cry Me A River, Child

Cry me a river, child

With your tears so tired

Cry me a river, child

With your face so sad

Cry me a river, child

You know time waits for no one

Cry me a river, child

Do it now if you must

Cry me a river, child

With your tears so tired

Cry me a river, child

With your face so sad

Cry me a river, child

You know time waits for no one

Cry me a river, child

Do it now if you must

Cry me a river, child

Let me know your heartache

Cry me a river, child

Let me know how it hurts

Cry me a river, child

But don’t forget tomorrow

Cry me a river, child

Don’t remember yesterday

Cry me a river, child

Don’t drown in sorrow

Cry me a river, child

Don’t drown in pain



The Icognito Writer

In The Woods

He is onto me. His saw is dyed red with the blood of my friends. We tried to run, but his body just merged with the shadows; appearing from nowhere then disappearing back into the darkness. Tom was the first to fall, Brady and Chris were next. We lost Jane at the bridge, and then her sister, Lucy, fell behind as well. It was only me, Clarissa and James left but within 15 minutes I was the only one left alive.

I ran through the woods as fast as my legs possible could; I really wished I hadn’t dropped out of running. My legs ached but my brain knew that if I stopped I died. I was about to reach the highway when a shadow cut me off. It was him; he was right in front of me. And he was smiling. It was then that I knew that he was toying with us; he could have gotten us any time he wanted. There was no way out and no hope for salvation, so I did the only thing I could possibly do. I trembled.



The Icognito Writer: Tremble