Never Say what to do now....
Nature's Clock keeps on ticking,
Past sweet memories keep refreshing,
Future beckons to keep you moving,
Engage yourself in what you missed doing.
Enjoy every Sunrise and Sunset ,
Colourful Chemistry of Nature is cherishing,
Physics of motion will keep you accelerating,
Enjoy Gardening to hear trees speaking,
Mathematics and Statistics is fascinating,
Your Investments will keep Growing,
Chirping Birds will now sound amusing,
Guiding you to adapt to the seasons changing.
With research new technology keeps emerging,
Macro to micro and now to nano, size gets reducing,
With this scientific look out you are now retiring.
For Societal benefits you will always be striving
So, never say what will I do now.....
(Inspired by Joe Bonamassa's "Midnight Hours")
Oh, how I hate
when sunlight has fled,
Misery visits
as I lie in bed.
I simply can’t sleep.
I just feel so bad.
By midnight’s hour
I’m sadder than sad.
The clock keeps on ticking
and louder it seems
as I keep wishing
to fall into dreams
Chorus:
Thoughts of you swirling and swirling around.
Where can the sweetness of comfort be found?
I need to forget you. I’m coming undone.
I beg and I beg
for Oblivion.
Oh to just dream
this sadness away.
Instead with moroseness
the whole night I stay.
If I could only
get some shut-eye.
I’m feeling so blue
I just want to die.
This dirge in the darkness
keeps coming to me.
Please let me escape
my reality.
Chorus:
Thoughts of you swirling and swirling around.
Where can the sweetness of comfort be found?
I need to forget you. I’m coming undone.
I beg and I beg
for Oblivion.
Oblivion take me, take me away.
Oh, for oblivion
each night I pray
(repeat last two lines till end of song)
May 18, 2023
For Joe Bonamassa Inspiration 5 Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Robert James Liguori
Moving forth and backwards
In our own know three dimensions
Is understood and simple
It’s our basic comprehension.
Yet adding in an axial fourth
We become confused
Time just keeps on ticking
All our protests are refused.
Gravity affects the speed
At which our time proceeds
Yet always marching forward
Not affected by man’s deed.
To travel where we wish in time,
Is something we unable
To achieve but we should not
Remove it from the table.
To master temporal travel
Will always be the goal
But who knows what is lurking
Inside of a Black hole
Never giving up the hope
We’ll master it one day,
To travel to the time we want
Is just the human way.
Accepting limitations
Of the possibilities of time
Is how we will stay grounded
But to dream is not a crime.
So for now, keep on watching
Doc Brown and McFly
Time travel may be out there
Just keep reaching for the sky.
The heart wants to love,
Yet, we hate.
In the face of chaos,
It steps up to the plate.
The heart wants to understand
Yet, we are confused.
It keeps on pumping in spite of
Being abused.
The heart wants equality
Yet, we dominate one another.
Some are secure,
Others tend to smother.
The heart wants peace
Yet, we fight.
Some see it in black,
Others in white.
The heart wants to give
Yet, we are greedy.
Most need space,
Others to needy.
The heart wants to heal
Yet, we destroy.
A war was fought over a woman,
Her name was Helen of Troy.
The heart wants to care
Yet, we are insensitive.
Time keeps on ticking,
It is infinitive.
The heart can't take the
Break no longer.
If only the heart,
Could be stronger.
Turbo1904
f you wait long enough, things will surely start clicking
Your elbows, your knees and your eyes will start flicking
You'll bump into doors
Trip on things on the floor
But everything's okay as long as ye ole heart keeps on ticking
(ads from the 70's and 80's)
If a diamond is forever,
then love is the San Francisco treat.
Just a little dab’ll do ya
so be all that you can be.
It’s the cheesiest, so just do it
you can have it your way.
So reach out and touch someone
it’s the best part of waking up.
And like a good neighbor, there’s
love and no more tears.
Once you pop, you can’t stop for
nobody does it like Sara Lee.
She lets her fingers do the walking
promise her anything, but give her love.
She’s come a long way baby
and brings good things to life.
But when it rains, I see it pours
and I deserve a break today.
For a mind is a terrible thing to waste
does she…or doesn’t she?
Her love is good to the last drop
so don’t treat your puppy like a dog!
Celebrate the moments of your life,
And don’t leave home without them.
I fly her friendly skies, they’re great
and I can have it my own way.
Keeps going, and going, and going
She is the pause that refreshes.
Takes a licking and keeps on ticking
nothing comes between me and my girl.
She tastes great though her love is less filling
I can’t believe I ate the whole thing!
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People come and go,
So is the clock ,keeps on ticking,
Now the danger of them all,
Memories!
Memories of you and someone ,
You will never see again
Someone you will never touch again,
You will never laugh and smile with,
Again.
They are planted in you,
Death is very tragic,
So heartless.
Death !
You are very dangerous
I am scared of you
Dear Death
Thank you so much for showing me
How evil you can be.
Even as the heart keeps on ticking
and breath by grace gently flowing
let us check if our reflex orientation
is in resonation with love pulsation
in an unbroken continuation
11-September-2020
I'M ALL OUT OF DREAMS
OBEDIENCE TAKES OVER
YOU ARE THE GENERAL
I AM THE SOLDIER
I'M ALL OUT OF PATIENCE
I LOOK THROUGHT THE WINDOW
YOU SET THE BAR DOWN
I'M STUCK IN THIS LIMBO
I'M ALL OUT OF STRENGTH
I'M WEAK AND I'M QUESY
YOU PUSH ON MY CHEST
GRIP TIGHT CAUSE YOUR SQUEEZING
I'M ALL OUT OF TIME
BUT THE CLOCK KEEPS ON TICKING
I'M LOST BUT NOT FOUND
SINCE OF DIRECTION NOT WITH ME
I'M ALL OUT OF MIND
NO LOGIC OR REASON
YOU TOOK MY COMPASSION
I'M COLD HEARTED AND FREEZIN
I'M ALL OUT OF WORDS
TO WRITE ON THIS PAPER
I'M ALL OUT OF THOUGTHS
AND YOU WERE THE TAKER
Written 1-22-19
Sitting by the house furnace by the heat
my growing pains would lessen and I'd find relief
I would do this quite often while going through growth spurts
sitting on the warm floor in the hallway I would lurk
Now I'm middle aged and of course my full grown height
as I'm trying to age gracefully with all of my might
I know arthritis has invaded parts of my anatomy
and my eyes like to squint but at least I can see
Physically I've had a lot of wear and tear
from running around on concrete floors all these years
wearing special supportive sneakers helps quite a bit
as I'm not going to take this lying down and quit
Mentally I'm sound and still very much aware
that aging is just a natural process which I'll have to bear
I thank God every morn I'm still alive and kicking
as this body takes a licking but keeps on ticking
Am still learning new things most every day
and sense that time is flying by faster without delay
who knows, one day I might have to walk with a cane
hopefully realizing its just a part of my growing pains.
3-8-18
I'm chasing my shadow
Walking in circles
Caught in a daydream
That keeps spinning round
Speaking in riddles
Using unspoken words
Whispered so softly
Never making a sound
In a world of unknowing
Time has no purpose
The clock keeps on ticking
While both hands are bound
This place in my darkness
Life is contrary
A world colored in abstract
Painting thoughts so profound
To leave and die.
To Leave all behind.
The things you started, and you began to startled.
To be down by someone you adored.
A simple smile you get.
This isn't you are. This isn't what you really wanted but, time and the people you've known. Keeps you from leaving.
Tears are flowing.
Like water on falls.
Unending unless someone can stop it.
Like time keeps on ticking.
You count it but it has no ending. FRACTAL.
If you wait long enough, things will surely start clicking
Your elbows, your knees, then your eyes will start flicking
You'll bump into doors
Trip on things on the floor
But everything's okay as long as ye ole heart keeps on ticking
In life, it’s either pluck or luck
That helps you get ahead.
If lacking both, you might as well
Just not get out of bed.
For when you’re stuck in mire and muck,
In need of some unsticking,
You can’t depend on providence
As time just keeps on ticking.
The dumbest cluck may try to duck
When problems keep on pelting,
But just a touch of gumption
May prevent your core from melting.
We all get struck and have to suck
Some lemons while we’re living,
For most of us missed out
When luck and pluck were up for giving.
Standing at the Center of my Moment
While writing these lines
I think of all the worlds moments
Taking up the worlds time.
Grains of Sand in an hour glass
dropping moment by moment
filling every moment with memories
that make up our lives.
It's 4:00 a.m. here and a whole new day a world away.
It boggles my mind when I think of time.
While I write these words, somewhere folks
are swinging or cooking or swimming,
working, nuzzling, cuddling, walking, running!
Someone else is high tech. while I...
find my flashlight is best.
Teachers teaching us how to tell time
moment by moment a real gold mine.'
Bees are so busy collecting their honey
and Wolves howl at the moon.
Dogs bark as kittens play.
Out from the lake swims a Loon.
I wonder how a moment can hold all of it.
Maybe it's just that they swirl and spin
Time keeps on ticking
Each moment creating a din.
When I started to write this a few moments ago
I had no idea moments were like a big ol bowl!
Filled with memories that flow and flow.
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