Lyrical poetry


I get bored. Let’s be fair, I am on the train a lot and there are only so many newspapers you can read in a day… So I find ways to pass the time like taking photos of random strangers picking their noses (To name and shame of course) or listening to music.

I then got this idea to write a poem… but not actually ‘write’ the poem. I decided to take a line from every song that I listened to… My music was on SHUFFLE and so I let the iPhone do the work, I wrote a line out from every song that played, as it played. The end result? This! Have a read and try to guess the songs (or sing them) as you make your way through the list… I will also post the artists / songs below so you can see if you were right and if you like my music choices!


The choice is yours, don’t be late

Try to find out what makes you tick as I lie down

Let the leaves fall off in the summer

When you fall asleep

I wasted it all just to watch you go

Somewhere between the sacred silence and sleep

I’m walking down the line. That divides me somewhere in my mind.

Tell me I’m the perfect queen

Looking at my own reflection when suddenly it changes

My eyes don’t need to see that ugly thing, I know it’s me you fear

I don’t want to be selfish anymore

I hate to leave you bare, if you need me I’ll be there

Keep me safe inside your arms like towers

And everything I can’t remember

I had no choice but to hear you


Nirvana – Come as you are

Breaking Benjamin – Diary of Jane

Fall out boy – I don’t care

Bastille – Oblivion

Linkin park – In the end

System of a down – Toxicity

Green day – Boulevard of broken dreams

In this moment – Dirty pretty

Disturbed – Down with the sickness

Seether – Remedy

Flyleaf – Much like falling

Narcotic – Liquido

Paramore – We are broken

Staind – It’s been a while

Alanis Morisette – Head over Feet


Amp Rock TV – The Words

Amp Rock TV do a number of musical short videos featuring artists from Korm and Marilyn Manson to Five Finger Death Punch and Fall Out Boy.

Amp Rock TV Website

Amp Rock TV – The Words videos

A specific series of videos called The Words were released in 2012, one of which was the Evanescence song ‘Lost in Paradise’ spoken by Amy Lee. I’m the biggest Evanescence and Amy Lee fan so I thought I’d share this with you.

Evanescence The Words

This website is an awesome find!!! Some stunning videos by amazing artists, take the time to have a look!

I’ve been believing in something so distant
As if I was human
And I’ve been denying this feeling of hopelessness
In me, in me

All the promises I made
Just to let you down
You believed in me, but I’m broken

I have nothing left
And all I feel is this cruel wanting

We’ve been falling for all this time
And now I’m lost in paradise

As much as I’d like the past not to exist
It still does
And as much as I’d like to feel like I belong here
I’m just as scared as you

I have nothing left
And all I feel is this cruel wanting

We’ve been falling for all this time
And now I’m lost in paradise

Run away, run away
One day we won’t feel this pain anymore

Take it all away
Shadows of you
Cause they won’t let me go

Until I have nothing left
And all I feel is this cruel wanting

We’ve been falling for all this time
And now I’m lost in paradise

Alone, and lost in paradise

Here’s to growing up.

Avril Lavigne specifically sings “Here’s to never growing up”… For once, I have to disagree. As much as I’ve always enjoyed the music of this punk rock singer, I just cannot identify with these lyrics I’m afraid.

I was young once and no, I’m not old now, but I’d like to think that I’ve grown up a little bit. My priorities have changed, my likes / dislikes have changed, my clothing and fashion sense has changed, the activities I enjoy doing have changed… Overall, I have changed.

Instead of drinking copious amounts of alcohol for a good time, I’m able to drink little or none and still have just as good of a time sans hangover the next morning. That said, it doesn’t mean I don’t drink at all and I’m still up for sporadic over indulgence but it’s exactly that, sporadic (and on special occasion). I’m also 100% ok with not spending money.

Instead of all the clubs, pubs and house parties I’d frequent when I was younger, I’m quite happy to indulge in a family or friends braai with like minded people who may or may not also have children (Making it easier to entertain the children). I’m quite happy to sit around a table, contemplate life, discuss news and drink anything from water to Jagermeister. Sure, the braai doesn’t always happen on time or the meat doesn’t get eaten, but the effort is there. Don’t get me wrong, the odd night out and a good dance is amazing. I’m not saying it’s not needed at all… I just don’t need to do it as much as I did pre offspring.

I’m really happy to go to bed at 8pm when possible, get a full nights sleep of 8 hours or more and then wake up at sparrows fart to a fresh and brand new day. I’m a morning person, I can’t say that I ever was a morning person in my youth. This applies to weekdays and weekends, I’m the dork that is up with my kids at 6am feeling like I’ve been up for hours when it’s only 6:30am.

I have never been one to dress or accessorize to fit in but I also didn’t genuinely give a continental over what people thought about my appearance. I’m still as unique and eccentric as ever (A friend used that word on me last night) however I do give thought to my appearance and the perception I give off to people. I’ve learnt to play up my assets and play down my flaws, show my curves and accentuate the features making me unique. When I turned heads before it was because of judgement, when I turn heads now it’s out of curiosity.

Secrets suck. Remember having 2 friends and always felt like 3 was a crowd? I remember having situations like this all through high school where one would tell tales on the other, lies were told and girls would fight. Now that I’ve matured a bit I’d like to think that I don’t have secrets. I am an open book, ask and I will tell. I wear my heart on my sleeve and give advice where it’s asked for, but not too much advice because that’s annoying.

I’ve become super fussy. When I was earning a pittance of a salary, my only luxuries were a more expensive brand of deodorant and a chomp. The more I earned, the more I upgraded my taste. I’m not saying I’m rich now, by any means, but I know what I like or want and won’t settle for less than that. I afford myself luxuries and if I want to spend money on things for myself, I do and I can.

Every song on the radio had lyrics that I’d look for meaning in, without having life experience. Now that I’m a little older, married, have children, had my heart broken numerous times and had a number of toxic relationships / situations in my life, I can identify with a wide range of songs and lyrics and have truly been able to grow my appreciation for music in general.

I’m able to appreciate my friends and family so much more. Younger, your friends are all that matters and your family are just their to drive you nuts. I had nothing in common with my siblings and found family time tedious. As I get older and have my own family, I understand just how important my family is. That said, my family is not only my blood family but the family of people that accept me in totality for the nut job that I am and love me for it and not in spite of it. The close friends that I love dearly, with whom I can have the best party but also the most intelligent conversations. The friends that share their lives with me and in turn I share my life back.

Not everyone is finding their first love, instead all my friends are getting married, getting engaged or having babies. I know, I was a little ahead in that department but finally everyone around me is catching up and it’s amazing. They say that you know you’re old when you’re attending many funerals, I disagree. At that point, you’re not old, you’re grateful.

Forgiveness and acceptance gets a little easier with time… We’ve all made mistakes in the past but being mature means being able to accept that you stuffed up and you’re willing to make it right. That you don’t hold grudges but don’t hold unnecessary friendships either. By now, I know what’s right for me and what’s not. I know who’s right for me and who’s not. I’m not afraid to discard the rubbish and carry on nonplussed.

Contrary to what Avril Lavigne sings, I never sang Radiohead at the top of my lungs, I’m happy that my generation grew out of that phase, no offense to Radiohead fans.

She may never want to grow up but you know what? I’m happy I did. I’m proud of who I am and the friends and family around me. By force we grew up, by choice we matured and by the way, we are awesome.



Music… My life.

We all have a relationship with music, I know that I couldn’t live without it. So many moments in my life have been defined in song, the birth of my daughters, my wedding, break ups, make ups, first meets, friends, family… You name it, I will find a song for it. My life is a musical, I have all the words and am just waiting for someone to start writing the music. I wrote this tonight knowing that each and every person reading would relate… How often do we pinpoint a specific situation in the lyrics of a song and have felt like we’ve almost ‘lost’ that song to a bad memory of break ups past? Time to reclaim your music… It’s yours to keep!


Calm and soothing, it numbs the pain
Heavy and hard the drum and bass came
The volume higher to drown my cries
The words I hear, I relate, I sigh
Upbeat, melancholy, the symbols pound
Sad, lonely, the ballads sound
Each note, each chord, resounds clear
For each and every one, a memory here
Hum or sing, whistle the tune
Lay in bed, listen, stay till’ noon

Long after you’ve left, the reminders stay
From the stereo, each song they play
Your face in verse, your body in chorus
As it sings of how you adore us
Your heart in melody I often hear
All entwined, I shed a tear
Turn it off, it’s all too much
The B flat and C sharp, forever my crutch
Will I listen again without this ache?
Through the bridge will my heart break?

In truth it’s as if each word’s been written for me
Through the lyrics, my spirit, it longs to break free
For much too long you’ve been gone
Yet the memory of you lives on in song
And such is life, the relations with music
Forget it, regret it, move on or lose it
To every sound, a person attached
A lover, a friend, a person mismatched
What we have in common through all of this
The relationship with music to remember a kiss
To think of a smile, a thought, a wave
To remember my strength on that one day
The beautiful sounds, the key, the notes
The pitch, the tone that emotion invokes

You left, I stayed, I played that song
So long, farewell, and I’ve moved on
I still listen to that album, that specific track
Today I know I’ve gotten my music back