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George Albert Poem
The George Chronicles
There was once a past that was dark and gloomy
Perpetrated by enigmas with no angelical form
Procuring an enlightenment of satire
Which to a shallow mind pleases
to others disfigures.
Stars are gleaming which have come my path
with an infinite universe and dazzling skies
Albeit as it may life still gives you lemons
What do you do with lemons you might ask
as for me
i'll save a few
just in case someone might need them.
Copyright © George Albert | Year Posted 2017
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The George Chronicles: The Plan of Darkness: 3 part series
As the Eastern sun breaks way through my 6 panel discolored window
I glaze in amazement as to how I survived another day.
The night before I was of no concern to anyone.
The night before I was absolutely non existent.
As my morning unravels I begin with my dark roasted coffee.
Ah the special blend of Arabica beans with less caffeine to control my addiction for coffee as a substitute for any substance abuse in the past.
I prefer to have a musical playlist to start my mornings now. It just seems best to listen to the wonderful voice of Adele, Maroon 5 and Sam Smith to brighten up my best spirits. There's a musical selection that I have grown fondly passionate about which usually puts a smile to my face as oppose to my usual frown.
I sit in front of my computer on a daily basis. I enjoy reading the usual get rich quick ads. Oh, lets not forget the amazing Fake news that seems to surround us now. Usually, when there's a strong coverage of a certain story that just means that there's a bigger story unraveling. In amusement, I just scroll along to my endless emails which bring me no delight. Not one email that I look forward to. Not even one e-letter from anyone closest to me to say hello. All I see is just a bunch of groupons and coupons of sorts. Along with the infamous emails where you take surveys for money. It's ridiculous. More time is spent on the survey than what you would make at a regular job.
Well, after deleting the time wasters I then proceed to write down what I wish to accomplish for the day. List isn't to long. Make a sale, close the deal, get off early, pick up kids, come back home, make dinner, win at 9 ball pool and go to sleep. Its the same routine everyday. Its the same list every day. Nothing seems to change since i'm stuck in the same life everyday. This list I stare at it for a couple of seconds. A couple of minutes later, I put the list down and move on to perform these tasks. Everyday, i push to make a change in this life I have. Everyday, it feels like this Galaxy pushes for nothing to change in my life other than what I've got. The hand that I was dealt as most would say. Conflicts and personal problems only increasing and never a way out. Debt consuming me on a daily basis without money to pay for anything even though I have a job. Its never enough. It just seems its never enough to even get by. I think of all this everyday before I leave my home. Then my day begins.....
Copyright © George Albert | Year Posted 2018
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The George Chronicles: The Thought
With a dash of moon dust,
and a sprinkle of joy.
I'm hinting towards the fact,
you could be the one to change this young boy.
With your ever lasting smile
and undeniable charms
with the words you express today
by the minute I wait for you with open arms...
Copyright © George Albert | Year Posted 2017
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When I die
I wish to be remembered with the life on how I lived.
Unfortunately, with my current state I possess very few to be spoken of.
In my life I have done plenty wrong.
At times with no ill intention.
I have also done some good.
With or without acknowledgment of others of course.
Convenient I'd say at best.
As I look to our stars for answers at times
the clear notion of living a perfect life just doesn't exist.
I think that just makes me egotistical.
Full of more flaws at the eyes of others because I would not relate.
Being happy is such a cliche but ratification to the simple truth.
Everyone always worries about the so called little things.
But they are the Biggest of things to them.
Items in which my inventory perhaps doesn't compare.
As I stare in the mirror, look past my human face
and concentrate on my ideas,goals, beliefs.
Then, Those are mine and mine alone.
They seek no judgement other than my own.
My life, this way, a victim to my own life.
Then what I see,
is a working progress.
Copyright © George Albert | Year Posted 2018
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The George Chronicles : I'm Here
Early last evening I left home from work
I had you on my mind.....
passing the same roads I took before
nothing has changed but I wished for...
time to slow down...
I hit a few lights some even green
still on my race ..just to see your smile...
and to hear your voice....call my name...
just a few a blocks, im almost home..
hoping you'd wear that nice short skirt...
with your perfume Dior...
I couldn't wait to come home today,
kiss you and hold you and touch you in way..
To show my love and and shine brighter this day.
I'll pull you near, whisper in you ear...baby I'm here..
Copyright © George Albert | Year Posted 2017
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No lie
The depths of darkness invite with such warmth
Fake smile
Everyone has one
A heart
As cold as ice
Your word
Accountability
Failure
Happens more often
Love
Love has categories
Life
Some choose to keep, others ..destroy
Hope
False
Excuses
Everyone's got one
Positivity
When negativity already consumed thy soul
Creativity
Begins with an idea..a reason
Copyright © George Albert | Year Posted 2018
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Rest well ,
Tomorrow has so much in store for you.
Never let today's problems carry on
As tomorrow will be a new day.
Breathe easy,
Your thoughts are collected and your decisions
Only get wiser.
Many may not like the strict path you have chosen.
In the end you are only straightening the road
That was never paved.
Others may see you as a threat.
Well they should.
They have spent some time in making sure you really don't succeed.
Be vigilant,
As this new path may come with some consequences
You will be ready.
You will strong.
It's time for you to not only dream of your possibilities,
It's time to perform your dreams while your awake.
Copyright © George Albert | Year Posted 2018
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I sit patiently waiting
For you to come home
This coffee is getting cold
As i play around with my ring tone
My favorite song is playing on the radio
Who would've known I'd be going through this sorrow.
Can I ever feel love again
Can I ever see your face once again
It was way to soon
When you left on my new blue moon..
Now my day is a little quiet
I've got No One to talk to
Neighborhood noises just brighten up my day
This morning coffee just don't taste the same way
Everything changed the day you went away
Who would've known id be going through this sorrow
Can I ever feel love again
Can I ever see your face again.
Every night I used to hold you.
Look into your eyes as we danced the night away
You told me that forever was meant for us to be together
All the went away
I wish I had the chance to once again say
I love you
Copyright © George Albert | Year Posted 2018
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There is no morning that I'm not grateful for another day
I awake with the fresh coffee brewing and my cup standing by
waiting patiently to be filled with cream and sugar.
I awake to the sound of music
as I tune in to my favorite station because I prefer sound over silence.
The usual Reggetone beats blasting early in the a.m create vibe like no other.
I follow through with making some breakfast for my kids.
Everyday a different menu for them to just keep them guessing
Pancakes 1 day, scrambled eggs the other.
I call my mother every morning to see how she is doing.
Her voice brings warmth to my heart.
Now more than ever since my Father passed away back in April of this year
Hasn't been the same ever since.
I adjust everyday to make sure I can balance happiness and sadness since his passing.
Ive done a pretty good job I would say.
There has been many challenges this year.
Somehow we have pulled through.
I'm grateful for my kids.
My mother.
My Family.
Take the time to say to your loved ones that you love them.
Hug them.
Communicate with them.
The best thing we can take from this year is that we have our own willingness to be kind, love and share the best version of ourselves.
With that I wish ya'll the best.
I wish you happiness.
I wish you Love.
Copyright © George Albert | Year Posted 2020
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