Living life as fast as I can
Find life and make a plan
Using up the tender touch
And drunk drank too much.
Poured it out for my honesty
Cold rivers just let me plead
Is polar bear all white furred
Traffic jams if fines incurred.
People who live nowhere near
Scenes from which bring a tear
Living life, living with my charm
Have a death or to lose an arm.
Poured it in, but then let it out
Wish you well to always doubt
When a drink compliments you
And, your dice hits a double two.
Sat next to you, my dearest kind
Lips are looking at a love to find
In wishing wells way down deep
Dropped a wish, it's mine to keep.
Over sunny skies built up clouds
Dancing love, dancing in a crowd
With hearts at the centre of a pain
Hold your breath, don't be afraid.
To reach the sky, I'll need my wings
Watch together what those 2 bring
Cliff ledges on the edge of despair
Where life is kept, it's always there.
Finally, the skies turned to red
Pity, no mercy an innocent dead
Sorry for sadness, happy to live
Sell what you own, learn to give.
Galloped the horse across a pain
Speak up life, or it'll happen again
And if I am ever to reach the top
I'll leave behind me with a full stop.
With a mountain on my shoulder
Let love speak up as I get older
And before I begin to toughen up
Written a poem and that's enough.
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kingkev101 (Pseudonym) (
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And what a poem. That mountain on your shoulder will become a molehill over which you step as life goes on.
It speaks for itself, Gold and it's a universal message to us all. To take time to reveal the real beauty of living a life in an attempt to secure everything you have done and will do. Have a colourful experience, my friend,
life is a delicately balanced predicament....
some live on the precipice ... others write poetry... here you do both sir... hats off to you..... Neville
Thanks again, Mr Nevillle.
Hello Kevin,
An awesome amazing write.
Live everyday of your life as if it were your last.
When I read this poem I think of the Eagles song - Life in the Fast Lane.
Keep writing FineB
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