The mastery of its history Is the mystery of its story The reply to every query is a story The rules are obligatory You conceive that which you perceive And receive that which you believe [Click on the title to view poem]
Category: Poems
POEM: A RAINY DAY
First, it's the cool weather Then the clouds gather Pushing the winds farther Then the heavy pour of water That's the rain Flowing into the blocked drains Flooding the Mains
POEM: STUCK IN TRAFFIC
Being stuck in traffic Is so horrific Your time of arrival is nonspecific You start feeling lethargic You hope some kind of magic Could save you from being so static [Click on the title to view poem]
POEM: SO MUCH GOING ON
There's a lot of tension I've got so much going on Right now, I can share none Until it's all done Most of us have this in common Not understanding our life's latest version [Click on the title to view poem]
POEM: I THOUGHT WE WERE GREAT
I invited you to lunch I thought we'd laugh while we munch Instead you made me regret a bunch Maybe I was doing too much That's why it hurts this much I wish I had a hunch That it would all end with a painful punch [Click on the title to view poem]
POEM: LIFE 009
They are up there in the loft Looking down at the pawns in the croft Watching as their fate drifts aloft They say this game is not for the soft Who mostly end up in the undercroft [Click on the title to view poem]
POEM: WHAT DO WE DO
We were told to master our craft To base our finances on overdraft To place education above handcraft To learn to navigate the sea of life on a raft And have our whole life spelt out in a draft If only we knew the idea was daft [Click on the title to view poem]
POEM: FIND YOUR PASSION
You ask how my day is coming This isn't a good timing I just experienced something alarming That had me assuming That it's not worth it to be unassuming But anger can be consuming So I choose to write instead of fuming [Click on the title to view poem]
POEM: LIFE 008
Here's a bit about life And all of its strife It sometimes cuts like a knife But if you stop to mope And keep holding out hope You might find a rope [Click on the title to view poem]
POEM: DEAD END
Every nanosecond Every microsecond Every millisecond Every second Someone is called to the great beyond Leaving others in despond and desolation [Click on the title to view poem]