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Adventure

Landing upon a sea of lights we came to singapore
modern day adventure
our minds and spirits sore

Copyright © Anbarasan Mitchell | Year Posted 2016



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The Clean Up In My Street

I came onto my street today
I stood in shock and awe
vast piles of garbage,in front of every house
is the sad sight that i saw
Its called a clean up so they say
but for this waste we all will pay.
majestic forests felled with greed
to satisfy our useless needs
tvs ,fridges,piled up high
this wasteful sight makes me just sigh.
buildings sore up to the clouds
heartles structures of glass and steel
their only claim is eye appeal.
and who lives in these ivory towers
multi nationals full of powers
plundering earths bounty
from above the city
for mountains of cash its such a pity
useless mountains of paper cash
to produce what?
these mounds of trash.
next time you buy that useless crap
two dollar shop or xmas wrap
make your next clean up pile be small
because it will really help us all

Copyright © Anbarasan Mitchell | Year Posted 2016

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My Family

to fly across the world
through swirling clouds
above seas so blue
to arrive at my destination
and be with you.
what more could i ask on this xmas eve.
neither gold or diamonds do i desire
my families faces sets my heart  afire
keep your tinsel
and plastic trees
your fake helloes
and botox smiles
have your parties
la la la 
and do your dances 
cha cha cha
drink yourself stupid
face like a mule
tomorows xmas and your the fool
my families love is enough for me

Copyright © Anbarasan Mitchell | Year Posted 2016

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Winter

rustling leaves, misty air, naked forests, all is bare    
angry clouds, above me swirl
dark and threatening.
my blood is frozen ,my heart feels cold, the day has become so worn and old.
the setting sun disappears, like a sinking ship.
taking with it warmth and light, making way for the approaching night.
the owl hoots the news, that she now rules the night,
mice and squirrels flee underground
their lives and hearts in fright.

Copyright © Anbarasan Mitchell | Year Posted 2015


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