Danny Kemp.

Some of my thoughts on life expressed in a rhyming fashion.

So much Sun, what a wondrous sight. Shine on me with all your might. Light the path on which I tread and lead my dream where it wants to be led.


Clouds of grey so low and dark. You can’t ease the pain that’s in my heart. Where now is love once so free, that stood so close to comfort me.


To grieve is such a waste of time for something that can not be mine. But why can not a dream come true, if not for me, perhaps for you.


Sadness is a lonely place,  full of doubt and disgrace. Where once stood hope and dreams to aspire, now stands life in all its vile.  So much regret, so much despair Why is love so hard to bear? Cannot life in all its glory, simply stand and tell its story.


What is it that keeps you awake at night, is it something you know that is not right? Do you wonder at that, do you wish for this, Is it your heart, that’s in such a twist? Can you scream with no sound, the pain, so bad, but being so proud?

Is it something with which you can’t cope. Or are you lucky, and you have dreams full of hope?

Could love make it better, could love make it worse? Has love a place, in your own self-worth? Or are you consumed by everything you, having no place for anyone new?

What fears keep you awake at night, KNOWING inside that something is not right?


Watching eyes, listening ears. Mouths aghast, more to fear. The door swung open, the light switched on. All our worries are past and gone.


You can never be glad if you have never been sad. You can never be strong if you have never been wrong.


I hide my nightmares far and deep, where no-one; not even I can reach. I chase my dreams as far as they go, never wanting them to slow. Heartache is a different thing, no place to hide the pain, so deep and grim. Love hurts so much, but can be healed with just a simple touch. A hug, a kiss, an act so pure that it cannot be dismissed. As part of what we say and do to please the person that is not you. Easy to receive yet hard to give, if you are the way that can’t forgive. Love kills they say and passion ignites, but what my friends snuffs out that flame, that once started, will always…remain.


I had a dream one day. Some said “no,” some just looked the other way. Now it seems that it will come true, it starts to worry and questions you! Please don’t change what’s inside of me. Leave myself as it wants to be.


To try is such a worthy thing, to sit and wait; a worthless thing. Those who try; stand to fall. While those who wait gain nothing at all.


About Danny Kemp

I was at work one sunny November day in 2006, stopped at a red traffic light when a van, driven incompetently, smashed into me. I was taken to St Thomas' Hospital and kept in for a while, but it was not only the physical injuries that I suffered from; it was also mental ones. I had lost confidence in myself let alone those around me. The experts said that I had post-traumatic stress disorder, which I thought only the military or emergency personnel suffered from. On good days, I attempted to go to work, sometimes I even made it through Blackwell Tunnel only to hear, or see, something that made me jump out of my skin and that's when the anxiety attacks would start. I told my wife that I was okay and going regularly, but I wasn't. I could not cope with life and thought about ending it. Somehow or other with the help of my wife and medical professionals, I managed to survive and ever so slowly rebuild my self-esteem. It took almost four years to fully recover, but it was during those dark depressive days that I began to write. My very first story, Look Both Ways, Then Look Behind, found a literary agent but not a publisher. He told me that I had a talent, raw, but nevertheless, it was there. His advice was to write another story and that I'm delighted to say, I did. The success of that debut novel, The Desolate Garden, was down to sheer hard work, luck, and of course, meeting a film producer.
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