In younger days we booked a trip
And never gave a thought
To reasons we might cancel
And what refunds would be sought.
We rarely took insurance,
Health was not a big concern
And we never worried ‘bout the need
To suddenly return.
But age has made us cautious;
Carefree travel makes no sense
And by reading all the fine print,
Suddenly I’m on the fence.
Do we take a chance and go
Because our time is ticking fast
Or get stuck in the minutiae
‘Til the options have all passed?
There you are exposed to the lick of a big tongue
Even though you are a soft green which is beautiful
Away you go on your journey to another country
So much farther than you could go in real life
Maybe Luna Moth Stamp you will end up in
Paris, France or The Neverlands
Made from a high-resolution digital print
By the artist, Joseph Scheer
Such softness to the design
Soft brown, sunshine yellow
In a gentle curved style
I'm reminded of the morn when one lay dead on drive
Captured in print you can live on and on
Travel the world and maybe someday
Space travel will complete your journey
Or you might get stuck in a scrapbook
Luna Moth USPS Stamp life has much in store
Giorgio rode his red Ducati to climb a mountain
without a helmet to protect the fragile brain
from damage, then all sirens started wailing
as if an earthquake or a hurricane were coming!
" They won't catch me because cars
can't ride mountains or steep hills,
they get stuck in between rocks."
A large crowd gathered below, they yelled,
" Don't crash into big trees and break your neck like Bill did;
your dad is furious about the terrifying news and brandishes
a leather belt. Cops get out of patrol cars but soon realize,
climbing will give them a heart attack and called it quits!
Riding without a helmet may cost a precious life anytime,
use your noodle: motorcycles are more dangerous than cars;
I've seen dead bodies across highways to be replaced by crosses,
don't be the next victim and be listed in the obituary of the Enquire.
Giorgio found his hiding place in a small cave,
where fat, chittering rats roamed and snakes chased them for food;
he shivered and called his mom, she never came
to rescue him: his fear was worse than wrestling an enemy in a feud!
So when you are in my life.
And you have created a map with a star on the destination to your heart.
Know that I might get lost on the way, missing billboard signs and road signs.
But most importantly, missing exits to return home to myself when the traffic jams and honks are too unbearable to get stuck in.
Sometimes others' destinations to their hearts aren't always a road you have to travel on if it requires you to take roads you know aren't safe.
Love me like you only have 3 hours to live and I'm 5 hours away
Let your heart listen to my dreams, so you can hear me serenade you to our future
Love me like yes, you can have the last cookie, and I'll give you my whole heart not just a piece
Because heaven shared you, so earth is my slice
Let your words affirm me when my wavering thoughts get stuck in the tides at sea
Love me like time can't be taken for granted and watch how much more you can see
Let your hidden words shower me and I'll wash the places you can't reach
Love me like the reaper on a Harley because I need a ride or die
Let’s go beyond their comprehension
p.s. adventure is at the corner where love awaits...
Why is a word that can cause an argument. Why do I get stuck in the my head? Why do I have labels on my skin? Why are you being so dramatic? Why do talk that? Why aren't you happy? Why are you happy? Why do ask so many questions? Why can't you be like the others? Why cant you sit still? Why don't you just shut up and get over it?
Why would you say that? Why is he doing this that to me? Why won't he stop? Why am I wearing clothes associated with my age yet he sees me as an adult? Why is this a tradition? Why is it common? Why won't she be nice to me? Why won't she just love me as a sister and not as a punching bag a reminder of the past the face she saw crying in the back as the show goes on!?
Why do strangers get the love of a blood when I get the fat that's collected when separated!? Why do I have to yell the same only to be met with confusion expression and laughter? Why do I get the feeling of being selfish when I always had my self and why do I have to be the bigger person with smallest number out of three?
I guess the biggest why is ( why me?).
You shut me out as if I did some crime
All I tried was to share my thoughts
But all you did was just leave me on read
now it feels our relationship is dead
My heart is aching as I feel unheard once again
Misunderstood and not allowed to express
As if it was better to be born mute
Cause silence in this world is perceived as cute
I am longing to reach out and connect with you again
But I know if you pull away again, I shall not be able to take that stress
May be for now I shall disappear in oblivion, but deep inside I scream “ don’t let me go so far "
That my love for you will get stuck in a limbo,
please lets communicate and "raise the bar"!
"'If I'm the world's biggest failure
Does that make me a success?'' -Peter Dome.
Life is a series of stepping stones
A challenge we have to face
Each every day
We try to keep our balance
Winds may blow us over
We either make it or we fall
Obstacles may get in our way
Sometimes we don't make it at all
Many try to live their lives all at once
And trip over
It's hard if we try to get
From one step to the next
Blinded by darkness
We have to be careful
If our feet don't know where to go
So we take a breath
And go real slow
Sometimes our feet get stuck in the mud
We struggle with all our mite
Or we find ourselves in quicksand
And we lose the fight
I have accomplished nothing.
Yet.
I keep on dreaming.
Though some of the dreams
slowly get stuck in the deeps
of my wrinkled face.
That keeps on smiling,
to avoid the talk.
today you can still see
although more wet you can get
you get stuck in snow
I'll be lying to myself
and regret it until death...
who do I choose Deborah or Kathleen?
I can't choose and get stuck in between.
Can either one of them be swept away,
and keep all the red hearts of clay?
Not even the hardest can look away!
Woohoho! I bowed down to a pretty Queen,
and made her feel just like one,
this beauty was barely seventeen,
hoping her foot fitted in her shoe;
Woohoho! I didn't want to wind up alone!
Please, stop asking me,
stop reminding me
who'll cheer me up of not a cuckoo;
am I so faithless, honey?
I've enough guts to know, not guess,
who's good for you...
who'll take off your dress!
Woohoho! Who'll come after you?
Will your roses be without dew...
when my tears can make them sparkle
and remind you I'm so sensible?
Woohoho! Who will come after you?
destiny has drown another king for you!
Dododo! Who will come after you?
Dododo! I can tell what's in store for you!
Death seems like drowning in an ocean.
Your breaths are the cause of your pain and misery.
Once they leave you... You're floating.
Floating in peace. It's refreshing, the water , the waves , the breeze, the fishes.
Everything around you is soothing ,
Nothing to worry about ,
You get stuck in a veilof emptiness,
Where there is on one but YOU...
Life is just a test of your loyalty, faith , relationship, patience and your will to fight back all the odds...
When you die ,
The test is over ,
The war is over....
You are free.
Don’t go near a vacuum,
Stay clear of empty space,
Don’t look at the dark side,
But watch the full moon’s face.
Don’t fall into a pit,
Or get stuck in a hole,
Avoid incompleteness,
Learn to worship the whole.
Don’t slip into a chasm,
Place your footsteps with care,
And always make sure that
You’re spatially aware.
Nothingness is harmful,
Keep barren thoughts at bay,
Harness your potential,
And you will win the day.
Let your thoughts be whole-some,
Thinking much less like Freud,
But most of all remember to -
Avoid a void ...
Throughput the years
I've listened to many tears
People's fears
All these words I'm fed
Sometimes they get stuck in my head
Cause me pain
My energy they start to drain
This pain then becomes my own
All these things I have been shown
At times. Makes me confused
Feeling used
Abused
Takes from my soul, the light
Doesn't matter how hard I fight
Have to get them out
I try not to shout
Or scream
Like waking from a bad dream
In their darkness I get lost
I pay the cost
No walk in the park
This living in the dark
No lark
The words I'm fed
Enter my head
I fight to be free
From all these words I see
Not sure that will ever be
I simply turn the ugly I see
Into something more Beautiful to behold
It leaves me not so cold
Only way I could find
To clean out my mind
Education should be a person's right
This does not come easy to those who fight
For the chance to use their brain
To the best of their ability
It's easier to give up and live a life of futility
A life never fulfilled
All hope and dreams diminished
Aspirations and expectations
Lost, over, finished
Without education, many doors are slammed shut
Uneducated people get stuck in a rut
Some turn to drink, others to crime and drugs
Society encourages criminals and thugs
Thugs and criminals cost taxpayers money
And cause unnecessary grief
Compulsive education would bring harmony and relief
There would be no reason to disobey the law
Opportunities would present themselves, not possible before
It would give all a chance to give their best
And join the Human Race with all the rest
First posted 2020
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