Why I believe in love - Poetry

That moment of kindness

That moment of passion

That moment of kissing

That moment of loving

That moment of missing.

Are you right for me?

Am I right for you?

My heart is open and wounded

Yet I believe in love

Hovering like a gentle dove.

My eyes are open wide

And I know I have my faults.

Yet the love for that special person

Can expose the hurt,

Just like being burnt.

I fell in love

And that is not wrong.

If it works for better or for worse,

At least I gave it my best shot

And refuse to let go

Just like a vessel that is clott.

Love is painful

And love can be grateful.

I also believe in poetry within

Which released a gene to love and once and for all.

Which shall one day prevent me to fall.

Jason Andrews

31^st March 2014

Perspective - Poem

Food in your belly and roof over your head.

We know nothing is cheap

And that times are pretty hard.

So don’t live beyond  your means

Or you shall become increasingly barred.

So the money in your pocket

Sometime you don’t need to spend.

Yes you need to enjoy and live this special and beautiful life given to you.

Yet the balance comes from inside.. and with it a clue.

Those who are needy, just welcome a hug.

Which is something worth more than money itself,

Humbleness comes from within.

Yes, sparking diamonds can lift morale with glee

As this is about love and kind for one and all

for others to see.

So remember perspective is the key

Never lose focus what others can see.

If you want a brand new car or glittery plush house,

Remember the graft and pennies you have obtained.

From the humility one captures, and then gains….

Jason © Copyright Jason Andrews

25^th March 2014



NHS Journey

NHS Journey

A mile stone as well as a journey

Which you have ventured as well as graced.

Your efforts in the NHS

Have captured and embraced.

The never ending journey

To ensure patients’ capture their wellbeing.

The continuing time you have invested your time

And thank you for celebrating, hence the reason for this rhyme.

So one day to mark an occasion

Where words float and come within.

And the skills gained to ensure NHS patient safety stays ‘in’.

With this date so pivotal in your mind,

Thank you for celebrating with us, by gifting us all with fruit and cake.

The essence of time and energies are put to ensure better healthcare,

Something humble, just like this date you wish to share.

© Copyright Jason Andrews

27^th March 2014 *Celebrating a new beginning which commenced 27^th March 1980 x

Perspective (Poem)

I love my life

I shouldn't really, from the world we live within,

Selfish souls, looking out for number one 

 mind you what can one do 

when you fight for a job. 

Pro-active reasons to use your gob.

My friends and family are whole and nice

I don't mix with vexatious beings who say the word 'I am evil'

And when I hear those words

my muscles and veins seem to flex.

I am not a coward who sends a cowardly text.....

Sign of the times come from these expressions.....

words exchanges have stood from the test of time.

 I am trying to work this out by writing these words

this release is not so obserd.

I will hold your hand and pick you up

if you were falling of a cliff.

So why.. 'me, me, me' when others might need a human lift?

I hope love will conquer all. 

Acknowledging without the ying there cannot be a yang

 Yet these are my words which shall be sang.. (one day)...

Copyright (C) Jason Andrews

25th March 2014

Beautiful Mind

Emotional and sensitive.

This is not fair on you.

I love you wholly

And shed a tear

Do I have nothing to fear?

What is fear?

An emotion for others to take charge of you,

No need to be scared 

Just stand up and prevent what is teared.

So as I smile

And hold back many beautiful thoughts

We need to learn the good

From moments which are taught.

I reach for your hand as my words tread gently into your soul.

Despite the angst which pours through my veins.

The opinion sounds viral

In my quest to remain insane. 

(C) copyright Jason Andrews 

20th March 2014

Today's World (Poem)

Children, Men, Women, Parents and single souls.

Inpatient wants and rash remarks.

‘I want, I want, I want’ continuous barks.

Social networking deliver exposed words.

No dignity and grace unlike our elders who started with pen and paper

Which has a wholesome trace.

People wearing garish clothes

And louder and louder make up stance.

Why aren’t we learning to be calm in this fiasco place?

Yet the chaos needs to be stems delivered from the haste.

You turn to the left

And then to the right.

Do you know where to turn?

Or is there a place for us to learn.

At the end of the day

I simply don’t understand

Why the system is the way it is.

Is chaos the new FAD. Or shall I look to you,

Like I would to my Dad…

The world and its people will change and evolve.

Sometimes for better and sometimes attached to woes.

I love you my friend

As we aim to do what is right

Even if the world tends to lose sight.

© Jason Andrews

24^th October 2013