No worries

I don't want to look
But a have to anyway
A dwindling pocket book
Can really ruin a day!


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Trapped

Trapped. With no hope of breaking free
Trapped. Feeling alive in spite of me
Trapped. But no one seems to see
Trapped. What we are meant to be

Walking around without a clue
Really not knowing what to do
Leaving behind just a shell
So obvious that I want to yell

Knowing very few can hear
As it means leaving everything dear
Even I cannot given in
As I'm addicted to this sin

Another one

It's a two-for weekend
As I was too zapped to submit
A rhyme intended for yesterday
Given that fatigue had blocked my wit



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Sunny day

All the flights are cancelled
On this sunny day
No one going anywhere
Regardless of what they say
No fault of mine I swear
It's all beyond my sphere
Even though I really care
You're still not going anywhere



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Mist

Seeing the mist hang o're the trees
Brings to mind forgotten memories
Of days when we used to laugh
Of days when all our cares were half
Of sweet smiles that could never be
As they lived where no one could ever see
But those rays of hope we had for tomorrow
All now seem to end in sorrow
The languid twists and hairpin turns
Have brought some joy and caused some burns
In the end we all must pray
That before our maker we'll have our say



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Work song

To work might be a divine thing
But sometimes I dream of relaxing
Maybe it was too much in the past
Maybe it I knew it would never last

Not enough time haiku

My head is hurting
The world is spinning 'round
The day is too short

B. K.Live

A blinding light hit my eyes
Exposing secrets, revealing lies
Is this the same pair I saw
With beats alive and rhythm so raw?
A sweet falsetto contrasts the base
While a savage drum sets the pace
Let's all turn in before we're through
As moments like these are far and few


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Tough guy

Hey you, with the big, big head
What's that arrogant thing you said?
No one small in this area code
We all operate in power-saver mode
Next time pick a lesser battle
'Cause we ain't shaking off this rattle


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Let's go

Let's solve all our problems
By blowing each other up
Let's decimate our future
By poisoning our own cup
Let's believe that God's our guide
Through this valley of death
And curse our brothers and sisters
While singing saintly praises in the same breath


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