by Alex Roissetter | Jan 13, 2009 | Poetry
What do you think when we are dressed in green? Another soldier that’s wicked and mean, You avoid all the pubs in the area, As if they are infested with malaria. What do you think when we are dressed in dust? A soldier from the front who has your trust, You beep your...
by Alex Roissetter | Jan 6, 2009 | Poetry
Every time I look at a cloudless night sky, A group of stars always catch my eye, Everyone knows that constellation well, And it even shines over the gates of hell. When I was there feeling quite alone, I knew those stars also shone over my home, And as I stand there...
by Alex Roissetter | Dec 26, 2008 | Poetry
I was here but now I’m gone, And I hope that I won’t be gone for long, From the sweet embrace of your arms, And the warm touch of your palms. I had put my Bergen on my back, And walked past the gate at the end of the track, But before I went down that lane, I looked...
by Alex Roissetter | Dec 18, 2008 | Poetry
I’m Here Cos I’m Not All There, Is that why you always stare, It’s the reason why I always have a map, Laid out across my lap. I’m Here Cos I’m Not All There, And it doesn’t really seem fair, The needle of my compass spins, Trying to point to all my sins. I’m Here Cos...
by Alex Roissetter | Nov 29, 2008 | Poetry
I am here serving my time, And I don’t know were to draw the line, I’ll never see the world through your eyes, Blissfully unaware of the living lies. My solid presence is here, Told how not to show any fear, But my body is hollow, And senior commands I will blindly...