Lazy, confused, distracted:
That could be my way
Not getting much done
Living day by day
Not sure where to start
To many issues
Time to reset, time to restart
But I still have tissues
When my focus, is on the one
Joy was mine, life was fun
Paralysis let go your hold
The day is long
the time is now
let us kick a few more goals
Mysterious murmurs
sooth the soul.
All for one, and one for all!
I stay my coarse,
the race begun
Where winners were losers
And losers won.
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Valiantstar (Pseudonym) (
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Love the last two lines of this poem they are a clever and more poetic reworking of a trite and over used biblical addage. Very nicely done
Therefore, I presume there are those who presume you must be .. Neville
I feel sure many have been in similar circumstances. It isn’t easy having a reset. Takes Will power and hard work. Do you really need a reset or perhaps just a few tweaks, I ask myself? Enjoyed the read.
One day it shall be the inverse, and all tears shall be wiped away… for now all of Creation groans!
That must make me part of it!
Ah, so! Indeed!
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