Thoughts

All that glitters ain’t Gold.

Communication.

I was born a scholar.That’s right….before I had a molar.Or even thought it’ll always be about the dollar.It did sound spectacular, although it’s path, granular. Though I prefered the juggling of every formula,Derived in things tabular and applied to things regular,And ofcos because it stood peculiar, making them brains muscular, I realised it all cameContinue reading “Communication.”

In a nutshell.

Balsy that in a nutshell, Imma call this a nut shellAnd that ain’t even the bombshell.Look…….jus’ look!!Being in there is considered “self-destruction,”Yet it doesn’t burst-open the shellRather promotes an enclosed hell.Deep as a well…..with:A mouth that doesn’t tell,A face that just sells,An illusion of all being well.But oh well….So in a nutshell……Are you in aContinue reading “In a nutshell.”

History eh!!

Something about history, That which is an old story And whilst in your storey, I wouldn’t want you to worry I have been on that ferry Everything there’s like a berry, Ecstatic call it merry But then some folly, Like that one, Molly Makes one wobbly Something about history Helping one out of the beingContinue reading “History eh!!”

Of matters feisty, of matters excellence….such you master. Words are pretty much wands and thus your world.A world you came dominate on such a day.

Uuuf

They make it seem to have been so longBut it’s me they long forSo why not tag alongMake a stride, a furlongYeah, a pounce such as Tailon’sIt’s not necessarily a bounce backBut an ounce at once Is my ans…..ssstrainNot like I train for thisJust train-thoughts down My brains terrain.Thus the restraint After painting what canContinue reading “Uuuf”

Balance

Behind every tide is a side that just won’t abideTied to each other, each dyed with the otherAnd yeah…could render one as having died.A blind ordeal to those with no binding ideals.To aid one with such trait could have you a maid,(Just to avoid hailing you a druid)Of fluid yet like a squid coz likeContinue reading “Balance”

Boy do I wonder…..

Boy do I wonderApparently life can be defined as either linear or curvaceousDon’t, just don’t!!So, age is counted as in a number line yet time is ∞Ironical much…the same flatline in a hospital, is lifelessThe circle or cycle of life they say.The world seems flat yet it’s a sphereWith my face I observe the surfaceContinue reading “Boy do I wonder…..”

Be a boss.

In taking a stride,To avoiding many tides,They’ll call it pride.But never hide….coz,They never want you untied,Or lack the tell of how you cried;Making your life’s description as…”he lied”For the mere ‘liked?’…. Yikes. Died….Thus is the expression of masters.Them that dealt with these faster,Of heights, they just but forster,Accomplishments to them are in a cluster,The onlyContinue reading “Be a boss.”

A runner?

Running has always worked out. Think about it, hiding is actually running, not so? But to what end? Case in point, Santa’s hoax:” I’ll bring you a gift*soon*, yet all men want, is his sledge; wouldn’t you rather wedge through life? Getting to the edge has a way of making you stop the dodge, asContinue reading “A runner?”