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The Dilemma
To be or not to be is the question,
Tired I am of desire deprivation.
Seldom doth the flower bloom,
Drowning down in wordly gloom.
I had the ambition, I had a dream,
Pursue talents with certain gleam.
Alas ! These wishes didn’t last so long,
With power came responsibility along.
Life indeed is not a bed of roses,
Burdens and hurdles society imposes.
Habits and tastes we ought comprom...
Thursday 20th July 2017 7:33 pm
The Dilemma
To be or not to be is the question,
Tired I am of desire deprivation.
Seldom doth the flower bloom,
Drowning down in wordly gloom.
I had the ambition, I had a dream,
Pursue talents with certain gleam.
Alas ! These wishes didn’t last so long,
With power came responsibility along.
Life indeed is not a bed of roses,
Burdens and hurdles society imposes.
Habits and tastes we ought comprom...
Thursday 20th July 2017 7:32 pm
Joyce's Umbrella
Have you any idea how hard it is for me to play a G major?
Should I write a standard progression, put the chorus where it should be and scream ‘dada’ in a controlled display of abandon?
Know I am a charlatan?
The only true rebellion would be to, with utter sincerity, believe yourself a penguin
Flying in the face of all authority
AAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR
MMMMMMMMMWWWWWWWAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRR...
Monday 14th September 2015 11:39 pm
LIFE IS JUST A FOUR LETTER WORD
LIFE
Life is just a four letter word
Sometimes it can be so absurd
Like the broken window that just occurred
By the stone that’s thrown by the teenage nerd
Through bloodshot eyes with a vision blurred
Afraid to speak because his voice is slurred
And if he did it wouldn’t be heard
Through the itchy teeth and the tongue that’s furred
Through too much bread and lemon c...
Tuesday 2nd June 2015 8:44 pm
Bedtime
Some produce from sleep deprivation...
Eyelids fall and so do we
from this rope a wishful me,
No ground to touch, no cold hard floor
fully circle, no breaks, so sure.
Or is it warm?
Does it cushion the smash?
Cover sharp corners, prevent the thrash?
Then there's the harness
stopping it all,
Those big icey eyeballs
Keeping you cool
I don't want the harness
I just want the fa...
Monday 17th November 2014 8:13 pm
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