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POET - DESTROYER

P-oetess, who is so GREAT and LOVELY
O-n  the pedestal, I look up at her with so much glee
E-verything she writes are splendid and they all inspire me
T-eaching  me unique writing styles, drawing me to pen more with piquancy.

D-estroyer is a nice name  giving me good impressions
E-ncouragement through her comments, destroy all my writing inhibitions
S-o grateful that heaven brings  her as one of my precious gems
T-ruly, I will forever treasure her in reality and in my dreams
R-ight here in my heart and mind, I sincerely admire her
O-h, what a great mother, grandmother and also a sweet friend and sister!
Y-earning to meet her someday,  I still wonder
E-nchanting names she has are giving me puzzles
R-esolve my doubts, who is  Skat and Linda who has the same name as her bf forever?
        





Written: Sept. 6, 2012


10th Place Winner
Contest: Curiosity Killed the Cat Harry Horsman and Mandy Tams
Judged: 10/3/2012
Poet Sponsor: Harry Horsman


Copyright © Galeo DS | Year Posted 2012


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POET DESTROYER

To PoetrySoup I’m new; I register and post a song
I enter it in a contest, curious if I’m right or wrong

I get an honorable mention, for the one that I entered
The first comment it seems! Oooh what is it, I wondered

The name of the commenter, I see, is POET DESTOYER
I feel a little scared, is she really a destroyer?

But then I find out, she’s so nice and I like her songs
But what leaves me curious, is her name after all

Every time I visit her page, I know why she’s got the fame
But even today I am curious, POET DESTOYER, what’s your real name???

---
for the contest CURIOSITY KILLED THE CAT HARRY HORSMAN AND MANDY TAMS 
although, its true!!


Copyright © apoorva patrikar | Year Posted 2012


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Fly Away

--Fly away.
We were compelled to believe that all men are created equal,
But they lied to our fore fathers and we are just the sequel.
You can turn back the page and gaze at what the truth reveals
Or ask your parents or grandparents to tell you how they feel.
 
At the bottom of the totem pole, set there on purpose
To see if you can climb up, but tell me is it worth this
To have “power” but your only power is to purchase
Never having any depth, just hovering above the surface.
 
Curiosity killed the cat, remember that what’s accepted is fact
Don’t retrace what’s been replaced, there 'll just be egg on your face.
 
But be not defeated by foes and adversaries
be motivated to be the 1st and pop all these virgin cherries.
 
The world is ever-changing and they need your wise mind
If you must, turn your back and let your eyes be blind
To anything negative and only be positive
How will your light shine if you always keep it closeted?
 
Soar among the tallest building and live right between the skies
Success is not an easy path, but unused talent always dies.
To be able to wake up every day is not a given but a blessing
Don’t squander the opportunity to teach the world a lesson.
 
Don’t be afraid to raise the roof higher and tell the devil he’s a liar
If you stay on top of your game then the world is yours to acquire.
--Fly away.


Copyright © Dominique Johnson | Year Posted 2014


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Dragon, The UPS Guy

Dragon! Dragon! … He’s in the air… There’s trouble on the way.
Duck your head, and keep on running… He’s the UPS Guy, today!
Now, Federal laws may be broken, as a few packages: well… go up in smoke!
But at least he won’t be bitten, as dogs tend to run, at what he… can evoke.

If they get too testy: Remember! He brings, a bottle of barbecue sauce, Hugh!
Though, I doubt this job will last…as he decides, to hoard a package or two.
After all, curiosity killed the cat, and Dragons get… mighty… curious, too.
He’s serious: The mail MUST get thru! But, to open them, another payment’s due.

If you want your package, be prepared to trade it for a shiny bobble or two.
The Trolls have taught him rather well, and he’s clever, this Dragon… so true.
Neither rain, nor sleet, nor dark of night: can stop him on his highborn… quest.
Just know, Dragons squelch competition: He’ll be: smoking mailmen, you can bet!

Mailmen and FedEx, need look out, for getting there: will put him on the top.
He can get there faster, and better, by flying straight without, even, a single, stop.
Thank God, he‘s young, having trouble with directions, or your job, would be gone!
Yea, he’ll swish right into your yard, though it’s a shame about that shrub! Oh! Darn!

If you don’t get your package, or if it tends to go up in a puff of, burning, smoke. 
Just don’t worry, no, not at all! For you, with your camera… He will freely pose!
The fancy cape is there to remind you… That as The New, Illustrious U.P.S. Guy…
He’s the next Great Super Hero: as soon as he learns to, stop falling, from the sky.

Dragon would have made it, if the Federal Government hadn’t, come on thru!
He had to give it up, because at two years old, The Union wouldn’t sanction to: 
Give him, in the end, an itty, bitty napytime… Really!… Honest!… That was true!
But don’t worry; he’ll be ready to serve you… in just, one more year, or two! 

In Memory of Robert Scollay: A Great UPS guy and friend.  Died Dec 2013


Copyright © Carol Eastman | Year Posted 2013


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curiosity killed the CAT

Unleash the kitty
The little boy thought of himself witty
Locked up in his room infront of the screen
Submerged in the screams
A lasting string that will follow him to his teens

Internet tasted like mint, to him
Abundant and innovative, yet aromatic to
His flaming desires
And that national geographic! 
Oh my oh my
Exotic women in their little strings
Covering their little things


Copyright © njeri hunjeri | Year Posted 2015


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curiosity killed the cat

typed upon the screen
you let the words flow so free
thier inspiration


Copyright © karen croft | Year Posted 2012


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Poet Destroyer

"Poet Destroyer" we are best friends forever in this Life and beyond a poetic spark so clever of P.D. I'm very fond. she's dazzling entertainment and blogs some super stuff composing cool arrangements readers never say "enough". but underneath her sweet persona why does she cry tears so sad? longing for love is she really a loner? or a rebel child, like me, so bad? *For Harry & Mandy's Curiosity Killed the Cat Contest. *August 30, 2012. /bcenter>


Copyright © Linda-Marie SweetHeart | Year Posted 2012


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Catkin Willow

Catkins, Catkins peek out your furry head Upon the branchlet within the meadow Remember curiosity killed the cat, stone dead Nature's furry, cocoons upon the willow Beat the leaf and spring shall come As soon the tides of green will follow Flowers show her your highest respect On the gentle mind in awe of sallow Catkins, catkins earnestly lead the season in Please us with the freshest, your purring us affects


Copyright © Michael Smith | Year Posted 2012


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Held Hostage By Fear

What's your worst fear? Are you able to name one? Death should; obviously be the result, wouldn't you think? Nah, dying is easy. Everything else in between; well... That's where fear is. Where is fear? Everywhere Anywhere Nowhere— I've looked fear in the eyes. Touched fear Inhaled fear I've even put tiny drops of fear on thin sheets of paper, just so I could… Taste fear— I wonder what fear smells like? It smells like Wal-Mart in here. They say that curiosity killed the cat. Fear must have hid the hammer behind its back. Science makes fear. They inject fear into animals. Test it on humans. It’s okay; it's only a... Test! A social experiment- Uh…Uh— Hurry up and say something quick, these people are onto us! Fear is in the classroom. Insecurely projecting its anger through the bully; He's probably not allowed to talk about his feelings’ at school. He's a number. It's work to the teacher. Mom is always on the phone. Dad does whatever… Mom says. Fear doesn't say, "How are you feeling?" Fear already knows. The secret language of fear is unspoken. Its sign language based off of body language. Fear has serious mental issues. Believing in his own lies— What's fear's zodiac sign? It's on the cuffs of yours and mine! -I-6-15
Submitted on 8-28-17 into contest: Fear Sponsor: Debbie Guzzi


Copyright © Ir0nic ZiNk | Year Posted 2016


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Curiosity


  What makes all of us curious
Is it our human nature to not always be serious,

  Yes I believe this is very true
We are human and when something happens we want a clue,

  To be curious is to see or find out what you don't know
Some humans do this but try not to let it show,

  There is a saying curiosity killed the cat
That can be true if you put your nose where it doesn't belong and that's a fact,

  So is you want to find out something just ask
This way it is not stalking and you will get an answer fast.

Written By: Unique Poetry: 2014


Copyright © Michelle Born | Year Posted 2015


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Curiosity Killed The Cat

We look up in wonder at the stars,
We ponder on there being life on Mars,
And so we've sent a craft to see,
A marvellous thing called "Curiosity".
And on the surface of the big red rock,
The last of its kind looks up in shock,
As from the sky there falls a star,
Which has travelled there from afar.
Then the star begins to slow,
And the last Martian feline down below,
Stares in wonder, as a chute deploys,
Soon followed by the strangest noise,
As the thrusters ignite to stop,
The rapidity of the strange craft's drop.
And then the craft begins to lower,
A separate large object from below her,
Which lands upon the creature's head,
Leaving it squashed and very dead!
Now just how terribly ironic is that?
"Curiosity" killed the cat!


Copyright © Tom Higgins | Year Posted 2012


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Keep Staring At Me

Keep staring at me
little kid in the grocery aisle
I don't care what you think!
Keep staring at me
elderly lady with pitying eyes
and tell me something I don't know
STOP STARING!
I am absolutely perfect the way I am!
This? It's not a cane,
it's a fashion accessory
that some people just don't have!
Curiosity killed the cat
Then...
It got ran over
BY MY
AWESOME WHEELCHAIR!
Keep staring at me
'Cause I have
above average
intelligence,
'Cause I'll tell you something random that
might just 
change your life
'Cause I can spell 
supercalifragilisticexpialidocious
s-u-p-e-r-c-a-l-i-f-r-i-g-i-l-i-s-t-i-c-e-x-p-i-a-l-i-d-o-c-i-o-u-s
'Cause I'm 
gonna do something 
awesome
right about
now...
and you're 
gonna 
miss it


Copyright © Gabrielle Zeger | Year Posted 2013


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A Dream Replayed

Many of my sleep dreams do fade
Like the soaring birds in flight,
But there's one that seems replayed-

I inherit a house from who knows who.
Old furniture with many drawers fills each room.
Some are open and some slightly askew.

Vintage hankies, linens and lace, it must be a delusion.
Enthralled, so many more drawers yet to open.
My dream begins to fade, this can't be the conclusion.

Each and every time this dream fades right here.
Like a broken projector reel,
It flicks, the picture jumps and blears.

"Curiosity killed the cat" it's said,
But so many drawers not yet opened.
This dream I do wish would continue ahead.


05/05/2013
For Russell Sivey's contest, 'Dreams'



Copyright © Connie Gildersleeve | Year Posted 2013


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Lycanthrope-Lover

Silent pulses of Krileanine’s Pentagram Lure the young men of the hamlet Lönam Oh how she sains them with The Heptagram Curiosity killed the cat And made the Nightbeast Darkly, she commenced the ancient rite Performing in her Sluttish ways She’s preparing for the Full-moon Night Scream! Lycanthrope Lover Her host’s fangs Will pierce every innocent "Submit to my will You carrion ghoul Welcome to my Esoteric Hell" Scream! Lycanthrope Lover Whore of everything unholy You must Fear the Coming Of Muspelheim, Cassandra


Copyright © Wyatt Loethen | Year Posted 2012


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The Matrimony Vow to the Secrets of My Heart

What am I supposed to say when you leave me without a trace?
You rejected our commitment of adoration right in front of my face
I wish you well in all you do…do me a favor and think before you do
Silly me, I fell for you…I already lost my mind and I’ve been feeling blue
I’m the light and you’re the abyss…
Smitten by your appearance
You are fooling with a guy who doesn’t know what love is…
Going through this troublesome circumstance

In vain, I weep 
That’s insane, my sorrow is so deep
I walked away 
I didn’t mean to yell at you today

Now, I’m alone and I glance at the mirror before me…at the mirror before me
Making the matrimony vow to the secrets of my heart
You’re hanging around the wrong group – I am just sitting there in fury
Making the matrimony vow to the secrets of my heart
I can’t tell you…unless I break my promises
I won’t whisper it outtah the blue…I don’t need no hugs or kisses

Sweat is rolling down my face…I feel like I’m outtah place
Dismal delight embraces me now
Stop getting in my way…every single day
Stop getting in my way…every single day
Stop getting in my way…every single day
Let the show begin…boom dah boom boom boom!
Boom dah boom boom boom!
Turn up the music, let me do my bodyquakin’ in a rainbow prance
Let the show begin and put the spotlight on me

In vain, I weep 
That’s insane, my sorrow is so deep
I walked away 
I didn’t mean to yell at you today

Now, I’m alone and I glance at the mirror before me…at the mirror before me
Making the matrimony vow to the secrets of my heart
You’re hanging around the wrong group – I am just sitting there in fury
Making the matrimony vow to the secrets of my heart
I can’t tell you…unless I break my promises
I won’t whisper it outtah the blue…I don’t need no hugs or kisses

The walls are closing in on me…curiosity killed the cat
Or that’s what it seems
Why did you reject my friendship just like that?
Mend my broken dreams…
Overwhelmed by bewilderment…oh well, I’ll live
But my heart is fired up with resentment
We’ll be alright…we’ll meet up tonight
I wish I could forget and forgive, 
But my heart is bowing down to discouragement

In vain, I weep 
That’s insane, my sorrow is so deep
I walked away 
I didn’t mean to yell at you today

Now, I’m alone and I glance at the mirror before me…at the mirror before me
Making the matrimony vow to the secrets of my heart
You’re hanging around the wrong group – I am just sitting there in fury
Making the matrimony vow to the secrets of my heart
I can’t tell you…unless I break my promises
I won’t whisper it outtah the blue…I don’t need no hugs or kisses

In vain, I weep 
That’s insane, my sorrow is so deep
I walked away 
I didn’t mean to yell at you today

Now, I’m alone and I glance at the mirror before me…at the mirror before me
Making the matrimony vow to the secrets of my heart
You’re hanging around the wrong group – I am just sitting there in fury
Making the matrimony vow to the secrets of my heart
I can’t tell you…unless I break my promises
I won’t whisper it outtah the blue…I don’t need no hugs or kisses

I’m the light and you’re the abyss…
Smitten by your appearance
You are fooling with a guy who doesn’t know what love is…
Encountering this bizarre circumstance
But, I learned a lesson to…
Whisper my little secrets to someone and that someone isn’t you


Copyright © JW Earnings | Year Posted 2015


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Curiosity

Curiosity killed the cat, well that makes sense. I know the guy, practically my best friend. Well, let me tell you how curiosity saved my life. Maybe curiosity taught me how to love. In which I might have never thought to love, but was going to love in the long run anyway. Curiosity showed me another world I mean curiosity’s kinda fun. Curiosity showed me new friends who taught me to run in the rain, but curiosity met them and they left me. To sit in the rain while people stare not in curiosity, but instead with despair for that girl who was once running in the rain and now only sits there not sure which are tears and which is rain. But curiosity showed me family. Not the ones who have the same blood running in their veins as mine but ones who knew my story and could relate and have not yet to stab me in the back. You know curiosity taught me to tell the truth. But curiosity kicked my butt. Made me a down right selfish person. Made me take sides, blind-eyed, heartless, and cruel. But curiosity made me reflect on the being I was made. Love, laugh, and be. Be me and sweet and free. Curiosity told me to search in my depths and be the being in which I was created. Curiosity showed me beauty and the being I could be. Curiosity is me. And yes I don’t like cats.


Copyright © Gabby E. | Year Posted 2014


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An End Of The Age Of Innocence

When I was young it had often sparked,

My curiosity to walk along so very care free..,
Although, we would often live in the land of make believe..,
Still there are many of us together today who long to watch us bleed !
When one arrives to venture to live by sight !!

This shall certainly send along a great fright !
Hence, some of us will seek to justify our sin !
Fresh out of personal comfort nor preference to sin..,
Yet who shall seperate us from this inner battle ?

Neither plague, nor tempest, nor pestilence !

For the strong arm of Moses !

Yet to speak to the rock !

Let my people go !
Yet if curiosity killed the cat ?

What does one do with curiosity ?

Yet I still often ponder to cherish !
A delicate rose that was plucked along time ago..,
Far too long ago..,
Although we have been once bitten..,

Still ponder a rescue out of sorts.,

Yet some are just twice as shy !
Henc, we oft' falter to take heed to that pie in the sky ?


Copyright © Mario Vitale | Year Posted 2009


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Curiosity Killed the Cat

Unable to think
My lungs seemed to shrink
The pressure of this news 
Could have been avoided if I followed the clues 
The way people stared at my eyes 
Like I was evil in disguise 
Goodbye to the good Christian I was
Chased away by the devils applause 
Another innocent soul  
Now under his control 
I can feel the evil growing inside 
As I become my powers unknowing bride 
How can I be good 
Apparently misunderstood
When I had been raised to believe in the devil's tricks 
My feelings are becoming intermixed
A grey area is created 
Hopefully these thoughts can be translated 
What was the saying my mother spat
Oh yes curiosity killed the cat


Copyright © Danielle Stoops | Year Posted 2016


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THE SENTINEL

THE SENTINEL
by
JOHN M. ARRIBAS

					

I took the elevator to the lobby of the small hotel
I’d been here six days the ennui was starting to tell
I’d been sent to cover an international gathering
Sessions so long and dull my mind took a battering
My last night in Buenos Aires and boy was I bored
I decided to take a stroll and view the unexplored


As I reached the street the wind brought me a tune
It was a chant that came and then faded too soon
I waited silently each time for the song to appear
The waffling of the wind made it difficult to hear
Pursuing the sound the surroundings are squally
I soon ventured into a narrow and dimly lit alley


At the end of the alley I could see another lane
And a lamplighter igniting the gay nineties flame
In spite of his efforts the lane remained quite dim
The area lacked color my premonitions were grim
A nauseous aroma of honeysuckle filled the air
A miasmic aroma riding the wind  a queasy affair


The chant could be heard at the whim of the wind
I felt befuddled and uneasy as tho I had sinned
I stood there motionless I don’t know how long
Wishing and listening for a repeat of the song
It was an eerie vista hushed and no one in sight
Suddenly I caught a movement far to the right


In the shadow of a doorway I see a flower girl
And as I approach her the wind starts to swirl
She’s selling flowers in this dimness and gloom
The eerie silence  an echo straight from a tomb
I’ve an ominous feeling a chill deep to the bone
In fear I’m drawn to her, by no choice of my own



The Sentinel (2)



She raises her hand   beckons come close to me
I know if I respond to her call I’ll never be free
I’m a moth that cant resist the lure of the flame
I’m reluctant to answer  powerless to declaim   
She’s been  waiting here for such a long spell
Her only task  to put a blue flower in my lapel


I bent down so she could pin on the blue flower
Her hair had the odor of ozone  after a shower
Said “you’re not the person that I had expected
Your intrusion has now cast you to be selected
You’re an interloper and not part of the cast
With a role that will leave you without a past


You will stand guard at the gateway of entry
Fulfilling your role as a subservient  sentry”
A gust  caused my hat to fly away several feet
As I  retrieved it darkness engulfed the street
To my surprise the flower girl had  retreated
The event was over yet its not been completed


Back at the hotel I felt apprehension and doom 
Muted voices and whispers were filling the room
I again heard the chant that beguiled me before
Quietly discordant then an overwhelming  roar
I don’t remember much more of that  eerie night
I just packed my bags for a early morning flight


I checked out at the lobby so glad to be alive
A calendar over the desk read   October 31 1925
A message awaited  when I stepped off the plane
A new position has opened and I have been named
Be at 666 Styx lane at six  this eve, come alone
This next assignment will be in your new  home





The Sentinel (3)


You have transcended into an others’ affair
Therefore his onerous mission you must bear
You will direct the recent to their final path
Gathering  rewards or facing endless wrath
I knew not the language but got what it said
I will point out the path for the recently dead


Facing the non-existing as they enter inside
Most wailing  their entrance to heaven denied
On a stool with a conical hat  I sit each night
Directing the lifeless to the left to the right
I stand at the gateway to heaven and to hell
I have been appointed an underworld sentinel


The person that I replaced where is he now?
Could he be at my home completing my vow?
How long must I endure this mistaken shame 
Even the lifeless can leave but I must remain
Hence some eerie night when you hear a tune
Defer don’t find it intriguing, deem it jejune


It has long been said curiosity killed the cat
You may find yourself  wearing a conical hat 









 











Copyright © John Arribas | Year Posted 2016


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Are We Soul Mates

Everyone has a soul mate; Are you with yours?

Is it fate, Predetermined?

Is it possible to pass them by accidentally and stupidly, Or can it be fixed? 

Is there a too late, Or can destiny take hold and fix it before our days end? 

How can we know for sure? 

And if not, why do we bother to believe in love or fate? To pass time,

even though we know that apart we can never really and truly be happy,

Or is that a price we have to pay in order to not sacrifice anyone's feelings? 

I guess eventually we will all lose in the end. Is the price too much to pay?

I guess there can be no wrong or right answer, 

But we may always wonder now,   Wont we?
 
A part of me screams forget it, And another part cries no,

And although curiosity killed the cat, I am insanely curious.






Copyright © shonie griffin | Year Posted 2012


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Look Up

I tried not to look up
As i walked into the room
I kept my excitement under wraps
That finds me when i see you

Do you feel the same
Or is it my fickle flirtation
That's to blame
Once again I feel i found
A kindred spirit
Although i'll never bring myself
To say it

When i drove past the nursing home this morning
i saw your car
parked in the morning air
it gave me a fleeting happiness
To know what you were there

I guess im fine
with thing just as they are
Curiosity killed the cat
I tell myself
So it wont go any farther


Copyright © Maz Zie | Year Posted 2013


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Curiosity Killed the Cat

Curiosity killed the cat
How far will we go
To perpetuate self-destruction
Wallowing in self pity
Until our throats close up.
Staccato sounds and guttural groans
Unintelligible murmurs
Morse code on my shoulder
Giving way to the last request 
For open communication.

Curiosity killed the cat
Did you bring your night vision goggles?
We’ll venture deep into the foliage
Tonight we’ll test boundaries.
Is it malleability or elasticity
Of that which we push off from
Trying to reap what we’ve sown
From the greener grass.

Curiosity killed the cat
But the cat was always dead
No fur balls to hack
For strapped to its back
Was a ticking time pack
With old brass buttons
It couldn’t help to press.


Copyright © Chanel Uguccioni | Year Posted 2016


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curiosity killed the cat

teacup, fat...round.
you're not from here.
boxed up...reminiscence of a past, light coating.
push my brain to think when it just wants to avert attention.
but surprisingly, intrigue.
go figure...
sexy, hott, smooth...but that is unknown.
words glide with ease with lips that could take your breath away.
a lingering weapon...pounce..and taken away, entranced.
question me, ill question you.
yet, there still more to learn.


Copyright © tenaya goldsmith | Year Posted 2011


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Questions

I ask myself 100 times what is true happiness
When is true peace of mind too much and when is it to late to fix the 
problems that once were not there
When is the relationship over
What happens when everyone you have ever cared about no longer 
care for you
What do you do when you finally realize that it's just you there...
Sitting there all alone with no one at all to talk to
Especially when you need them the most
How far can you take yourself before you shut down
Is being selfish after giving wrong
How long before we have to start wearing oxygen supplies because 
the air is too toxic to breathe
They say curiosity killed the cat
Can taking the risk be the one best thing that leads to the next 
When are you ready to take that next leap to success
When will true gratification be accomplished
Questions 
Always floating in my head
Strange isn't it
But I'm sure you've thought the same (whoever may come across this)
With all the Black Outs happening around the world and needing even 
more energy and natural resources to recharge
How long before all needed resources are gone and there is nothing 
left to survive
The unknown 
Not knowing what the next second may offer rather good or bad
Shakes my mind frame
I must say however that almost every risk I have taken was worth it
It has lead me to my next step(s) of accomplishment(s)


Copyright © Lee Baq | Year Posted 2010


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CURIOUS

Always very eager,
to know what's coming next,
you've been given a tip,
but you wanna know the rest.
Curiosity killed the cat,
and you saw it buried.
Yet you do not fear death,
life itself is scary.
Asking many questions,
no answers satisfy you.
There must be something more,
you claim you know it's value.
You're friends with fortune tellers,
your eyes and ears are open.
I'd tell you you're so curious,
but i already told you.


Copyright © Frederick Okonneh | Year Posted 2016