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human learning, how to live .. when the end, is too near
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human learning, how to live .. when the end, is too near
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Posted: Jul 2018
About this poem:
just few simple words
Insomnia
I cannot
Fall asleep,
Who can teach me
To stop time?
Please give me
A sign
The minutes are ticking
So quickly
But I still cannot
Fall asleep,
I cannot sail away
On a frigate of my fantasies,
I cannot stay
By the shores of my illusions,
I can not extinguish
Lanterns
My thoughts are like
Pedestrians
Walking in darkness
Without rules
Can you help me?
My solo friend
Will you sing me?
A song
To attract
Morpheus ?
Do not be afraid,
Be an angel to me
I will not dare
To offend you,
I'm quiet when
I cannot fall asleep
Exactly at midnight
a drummer begins
Wound up.
He jumps
Down and up
Hitting my sleepless brain
I cannot fall asleep.
Here you are my sweet Ankou
In white clothes
I’ve stolen
Your years
And
Left you only my tears
And youth
I still cannot fall asleep...
Fall asleep,
Who can teach me
To stop time?
Please give me
A sign
The minutes are ticking
So quickly
But I still cannot
Fall asleep,
I cannot sail away
On a frigate of my fantasies,
I cannot stay
By the shores of my illusions,
I can not extinguish
Lanterns
My thoughts are like
Pedestrians
Walking in darkness
Without rules
Can you help me?
My solo friend
Will you sing me?
A song
To attract
Morpheus ?
Do not be afraid,
Be an angel to me
I will not dare
To offend you,
I'm quiet when
I cannot fall asleep
Exactly at midnight
a drummer begins
Wound up.
He jumps
Down and up
Hitting my sleepless brain
I cannot fall asleep.
Here you are my sweet Ankou
In white clothes
I’ve stolen
Your years
And
Left you only my tears
And youth
I still cannot fall asleep...
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Posted: Jun 2018
About this poem:
Ive written it some time ago. But the problem is still with me......Somewhere Between The Lies
Truth was just a hidden moment, so fleeting passing by
It laid somewhere in between the valleys,of the mass of lies
To be pulled out like a weapon, to use along with tears you cried
Tears no longer have a meaning, with my hope they lay side by side
I will now pick up the pieces,of my tattered wounded pride
I will not even bother mourning, for the love that did die
I've wasted enough time, so I will just let it go
You have said enough, I no longer need to know
Truth was like a turtle, it seemed to arrive so slow
So keep your stories of sadness, your made up woe
I have learned from this, and you I did out grow
Don't be sad, cause your halo lost its glow
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It laid somewhere in between the valleys,of the mass of lies
To be pulled out like a weapon, to use along with tears you cried
Tears no longer have a meaning, with my hope they lay side by side
I will now pick up the pieces,of my tattered wounded pride
I will not even bother mourning, for the love that did die
I've wasted enough time, so I will just let it go
You have said enough, I no longer need to know
Truth was like a turtle, it seemed to arrive so slow
So keep your stories of sadness, your made up woe
I have learned from this, and you I did out grow
Don't be sad, cause your halo lost its glow
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Posted: Jul 2013
About this poem:
I went out last night and seen something that brought this poem to my mind. It has given much to think about. I was married a long time. It seems some think cheating does not hurt anyone. I was shocked at how some parade their cheating around. Do they use a parade of lies to justify it?
STAY
People that i get to like
Always go away
Is it me?
Or is it them?
I hug my loneliness
Round me
Like a worn-out overcoat
Threadbare and tattered
Never let them get too close
Hide the emotions well
Don’t let your face
Tell what’s going on inside
Let them in
You know how it will end
Tears and heartache
-And wanting them to
S.T.A.Y.
Always go away
Is it me?
Or is it them?
I hug my loneliness
Round me
Like a worn-out overcoat
Threadbare and tattered
Never let them get too close
Hide the emotions well
Don’t let your face
Tell what’s going on inside
Let them in
You know how it will end
Tears and heartache
-And wanting them to
S.T.A.Y.
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Posted: Jan 2016
About this poem:
Inspired by personal feelings at times and by the theme from 'interstellar'-'S.T.A.Y.'MORNING
I wake
And rise to face another day
The mornings cold
And the sky is grey
Sipping my coffee
And looking at bills
Check my emails
And scammers again
Romance rejections
And I write some
Poems again
Songs of longing
I can retreat into
The vistas of my mind
Where time stands still
And anything could be real
Blurring my perception
Between here and there
As we play the game
That we all have to partake
Of Life
Of love
Of loneliness
Of oneness
So begins another day...
And rise to face another day
The mornings cold
And the sky is grey
Sipping my coffee
And looking at bills
Check my emails
And scammers again
Romance rejections
And I write some
Poems again
Songs of longing
I can retreat into
The vistas of my mind
Where time stands still
And anything could be real
Blurring my perception
Between here and there
As we play the game
That we all have to partake
Of Life
Of love
Of loneliness
Of oneness
So begins another day...
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Posted: Jun 2018
About this poem:
I was listening to some old Harry Chapin tracks on you tube and i was moved to write this... it a mash up of feelings i felt from hearing such songs as 'W.O.L.D', 'Circles', 'Taxi' and 'A better place to be'...Listening to Chapin always stirs my emotions up, as i think of the problems of life in these times.Acceptance
If there is a song, there must be words,
If there is night , there must be day
If there is a body, there must be soul,
If there is a step , there must be trace,
If there is darkness, there must be light.
Every star has its own piece of sky,
Every sea has a drop of rain.
Each apple has a place to fall,
Each thief has something to stole
Every day is rough and
Every night comes quietness
Do I want to change this world?
Or can I accept as it is?
If there is night , there must be day
If there is a body, there must be soul,
If there is a step , there must be trace,
If there is darkness, there must be light.
Every star has its own piece of sky,
Every sea has a drop of rain.
Each apple has a place to fall,
Each thief has something to stole
Every day is rough and
Every night comes quietness
Do I want to change this world?
Or can I accept as it is?
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Posted: May 2018
About this poem:
it was just a current mood
Flat Tired Flat Broke
Flat tired flat broke
A cowboy without a saddle
And I'm out of rope
No matter where I travel
Land or sea her memory
Always stays afloat
Every night I sleep beneath a thousand mile sky
With all those stars shinning down
But sleep don't come till early dawn I yawn
Drinking flat coffee as I drive to town
Flat tire no spare
I think I've been there before
Flat tired flat broke I can't take anymore
A cowboy without a saddle
And I'm out of rope
No matter where I travel
Land or sea her memory
Always stays afloat
Every night I sleep beneath a thousand mile sky
With all those stars shinning down
But sleep don't come till early dawn I yawn
Drinking flat coffee as I drive to town
Flat tire no spare
I think I've been there before
Flat tired flat broke I can't take anymore
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Posted: May 2018
Post CommentNo Man Is An Island
No man is an island
That's what they say
Seems I've been stranded here forever and a day
A place where friday never came
And no story can be written
About a man with no name
The sunset looks like an echo upon the waves
No one can hear me all my dreams are adrift forever gone
Author unknown
That's what they say
Seems I've been stranded here forever and a day
A place where friday never came
And no story can be written
About a man with no name
The sunset looks like an echo upon the waves
No one can hear me all my dreams are adrift forever gone
Author unknown
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Posted: Apr 2018
Post CommentToo Blue To Cry
I'm too sad to sing but not too sad to write
I'm too tired to dream
But I'll dream tonight
I'm too blue to cry
But not too blue to say what makes me blue
I guess I'm just missing you
Winter lingers on the sky is gray again
There's a red bird resting on a limb
Wish that little red bird would sing a hymn
Cause I'm too blue to cry
But not too blue to say what makes me blue
I guess I'm just missing you
I'm too tired to dream
But I'll dream tonight
I'm too blue to cry
But not too blue to say what makes me blue
I guess I'm just missing you
Winter lingers on the sky is gray again
There's a red bird resting on a limb
Wish that little red bird would sing a hymn
Cause I'm too blue to cry
But not too blue to say what makes me blue
I guess I'm just missing you
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Posted: Apr 2018
About this poem:
listed this poem as sadness but there needs to be a choice that says the blues you can sing out the blues sadness is related to depression I'm not depress just have the bluesLonely Always Gets Left There
Lord I don't have talent and I don't have money
I don't have connections to get me somewhere
I don't have a girl to call me honey
I don't have a wife to come home to
The songs I write are all just lonely
And lonely always gets left there
I look tall in the moon light but some things are hard to bear
When there's a silent shadow on the wall
Lonely always gets left there
And what's in the morning but another day
I'll be thankful if there's sun light to be my company
The only one who cares
And come the evening I'll start believing
Cause it's happened before never a knock on the door
And lonely always gets left there
I don't have connections to get me somewhere
I don't have a girl to call me honey
I don't have a wife to come home to
The songs I write are all just lonely
And lonely always gets left there
I look tall in the moon light but some things are hard to bear
When there's a silent shadow on the wall
Lonely always gets left there
And what's in the morning but another day
I'll be thankful if there's sun light to be my company
The only one who cares
And come the evening I'll start believing
Cause it's happened before never a knock on the door
And lonely always gets left there
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Posted: Mar 2018
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