Submit Your Poems
Get Your Premium Membership


See and share Beautiful Nature Photos and amazing photos of interesting places



Quote of the Day

Quote Left"The harder you work, the luckier you get."Quote Right

by Gary Player

  |  Comment

The Toilet

Guy Chaifetz Avatar  Send Soup Mail  Block poet from commenting on your poetry

Below is the poem entitled The Toilet which was written by poet Guy Chaifetz. Please feel free to comment on this poem. However, please remember, PoetrySoup is a place of encouragement and growth.

Read Poems by Guy Chaifetz

Best Guy Chaifetz Poems

+ Fav Poet

The Toilet

When all goes down the toilet and you lose your life’s work
And you’re told to reinvent yourself, what’s wrong with you, you jerk?
Oh sure, I was this before and now I’m going to be that.
I’ll make up for thirty years work lost and soon again I’ll be fat.

You live in fear every day, on how to pay your bills.
When a few short years ago, you enjoyed all life’s frills.
You wake up in the morning never wanting to get out of bed
Knowing full well, you’ll face another day of painful endless dread.

What’s wrong with me, I’m educated, I’ve lived a life supreme.
And now that all is lost, that life is but a dream.
So why can I not invent another reason for being?
Life has much to offer, what is it I’m not seeing?

The past is the past, can’t change it in any way.
So where is this great wisdom to put me on my way?
Why am I so blind to all opportunities that await?
Why can’t I get this car in gear and forge ahead, relate.

It’s so much easier to do when you are in your twenties.
Your parents will take you in until you find life aplenty.
Face this challenge when you’re sixty one and you will surely find
That life’s not easy, terribly queasy, forever in a bind.

How does one rise above a life he didn’t plan?
How does one become a successful, shiny brand new man?
I have no answer, no matter what the advice.
All I know that life is truly a “roll of the dice.”

So even though I have days and days with endless, endless tears.
Something deep inside of me says, “Weather all these bad years.”
So if my inner voice is guided by my past pure beliefs
Then tomorrow there is a chance, I’ll get past all this grief.

Post Comments

Please Login to post a comment
  1. Date: 6/28/2013 3:54:00 PM
    Depression is a cruel and heartless taskmaster. It will drag through the slime and gravel of life's vicissitudes. I have been where you have gone. Look for purpose and keep writing. Creativity is a wonderful outlet.

    Chaifetz Avatar Guy Chaifetz
    Date: 6/28/2013 4:05:00 PM Block poet from commenting on your poetry


    I thought that writing about my problems would take me lower and lower. It's just the opposite. I have a new found belief in myself, which won't probably generate any money. Or perhaps it will. None the less, I am turning my attitude around. And that's the only thing that will makes life better, as all of us have found. Thank you for you for giving me positive feedback.