Category Archives: poem

of workloads and bliss

of workloads and bliss
for goals and amidst
the dreams of the past
we lose and get lost

the tide’s push and pull
never once standing still
darkness not unseen
or where one has been

a crazy world it must be
to fall down and feel
that much further the truth
would lie of it all

the sun in the sky
was never less shy
than today and beyond
moving incentive along

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worst mistake

The worst mistake in my life
Were your eyes, your eyes, your eyes.
The worst turn which I took
Was to shut up, shut up, shut up.
The worst present I got
was your support, support, support.
Where love ought to be found
you tiptoed around, around and round.

Not much now does remain
except fiery flaming pain;
For it was all in vain, in vain, in vain:
You’re still the same, the same old same
and I’m to blame, to blame, to blame
for playing a game, your game, sad game.

god save the queen

Through most a night
Forever by my side
Let me tell you how
A bit different now
Our memories reside:

Wonders we have seen
Or what might have been
In this world we live
We both like to give
With a heart oh-so clean

Celebrate this day
For that’s the way
To let me know
A wee better now
That you’re okay

treasure untampered

The words we say, the times they may
Eat up their essence each night and day;
And we are left with no more than
Hopes and dreams, which are too plain,
Not strong enough. Not grown up,
I’m told to be; lest following me
Into darkness with light infused:
‘Hear us calling! We are your muses!’

Surrender me, oh entity,
Up or below, or sympathy;
I can’t do, can’t you see,
What you ask of the world and me.
My friend in need, the way is steep,
Treading further, hollow beats
Of music far, yet familiar:
The song of mind, life’s formula.

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away from home

voices pass, voices raise
some are distant
some full of praise
for things we do, allegedly
it means much
if you master language
and nationality
for a few that may be all
but others learn
it’s not the call
to arms
it’s how you manage
to survive
to grow
and strive
alone
or hand in hand
there’s no better end

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the root of all evil

do something, nothing, much at all
what does it mean we fall
from grace
because I fear
to fail
to slip
to trip
and then again
and then once more
simply by opening a door
I do not wish to exist
but it’s always there
it has been since
civilization’s dawn
and maybe even before
who knows
and who cares
it’s there
and it will
always loom
I wish I’m strong enough
all the time
except
when I’m not
it tears me apart
great, great, great!
but then what?

out of focus

dig, reflect, turn back
just for now
in a moment it’s gone
so let it keep you warm
protect you from harm
with a pen, being stuck
in a moment it’s on
but now it’s gone

this bedroom never looked cleaner
it makes living in it a lot easier
some do not agree
but
does it stop the world?
will it make you yearn?
the day to step up may come
but for now I don’t get along

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