POEM Thought life 29 Dec 201913 Dec 2021 Why don't you ever tell me, what’s on your mind? I don't mind hearing, about what you’re thinking of. You might be afraid, to let me peer into your heart,…
POEM Ugly Pants 26 Dec 20198 Jan 2020 Torn jeans, torn jeans, What should I do? Sew'em, patch'em, Replace'em, with new. Commentary: When a rich man chooses to wear torn jeans because he thinks, he's making a fashion…
POEM I Already Gave At The Office 22 Dec 201916 May 2020 Don't ask me to contribute to the United Way, We're not united at all in this, Because I give way more than you do. Don't ask me to do my…
POEM Faith Healer 16 Dec 201917 Nov 2022 When you need relief,When you're desperate for a cure–You'll believe the spokesman,Who tells you: "Don't give up on hope";For that's the only message,You really wanted to hear. Because you desire…
POEM Indebted 10 Dec 201911 Feb 2023 Money can't buy you love, But you can buy more time. Beware because sometimes, Fun time morphs into a hell of a time; Especially when you've run out of money,…
POEM What Is Love 7 Dec 20193 Mar 2023 If I don't have love,I'm bankrupt!And if I'm poor,What can I give? https://youtu.be/Q_r47Xhkf20 Please click on graphic to play video Opinion: When you love somebody, you receive joy by giving…
POEM Heavy Work 5 Dec 20197 Nov 2021 I wish I wasn’t a Poet–All the pain in the world,I wouldn’t know it.Forcing the words to rhyme–To make your heart sublime.Trying and trying–To write a verse of comfort,Of peace…
POEM Why Do I Have To Ask? 3 Dec 20196 Dec 2020 "I worked hard on that But you don't really care You wouldn't even look If I didn't ask you to Why do I have to ask? Seems I'm wasting my…
POEM Feigning Love 3 Dec 201916 Jan 2023 Love is a broad, broad word. I was caught up in the moment! I didn’t really mean to hurt anyone? And besides, now you know, That it wasn't going to…
POEM Parallel Equivalencies 1 Dec 20196 Sep 2022 My reality is someone else’s ‘fantasy’, And somebody else’s truth, Is merely a ‘prejudice’. My stories sometimes are happy, But other times–melancholy, And I feel guilty, because I thought of…
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