[Sid Greene]

What’s your excuse today?

It’s bad day for a birthday
And yet abortion is an option
I hate working my life today
And yet death is just a notion
Nobody likes to obey rules
And yet everyone wants it all
Nobody wants to be the fools
And yet each day we often fall
I like playing more than anything
And yet our life is not a game
Each wants to own everything
And yet greed is far from fame
All of us want to be the boss
And yet sloth drives our eyes
A clean mouth needs to floss
And yet we say all sorts of lies
We need an economy to survive
And yet cost needs to be reduce
We need one another to be alive
And yet we have all the excuse

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[Sid Greene]

Weekend Lovers

Before this Sunday is through
I would confess my heart to you

How a week can’t be whole
If some days lies in a hole

Our moments in the weekend
Like shooting stars that ascend

Igniting the night sky in our eyes
Clearing our throat of edgy sighs

Nothing swiftly becomes something
Kisses now flows like breathing

It doesn’t happen without a reason
Flowers bloom to one’s own season

So Saturdays brings us warm smiles
Sundays are journeys made of miles

I have waited for this all my life
A real thing that hurts me like a knife

Fridays are so far away from the start
But weekdays can never tear us apart

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[aimiko63]

Goldfish

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November rain painted all around
Nowhere can love ever be found
Among the glittering street lights
In this happy and bar filled nights
I am living in a fishbowl so tight
Always swimming from left to right
Drowning in my own bitter tears
Choking from guilt and constant fears
And yet the wind blew a might
A bump so sudden and yet so light
Fate smiled that shone so bright
My heart caved in without a fight
Why often do I see stars in her sight?
Though the skies are as black as night
Why does my heart ready to ignite?
For I feel high and soaring as a kite
She held my hand and I felt saved
Safe and free from being slaved
I found her once again like before
And so I vow not to lose her anymore

^At first I was curious about the title of this poem. I love how each line contributed to the real meaning of the poem coz the words in each line seem carefully chosen. I suddenly imagined myself as the persona of the poem because of these lines: (is it vivid imagery or what? im not sure)
I am living in a fishbowl so tight
Always swimming from left to right
Drowning in my own bitter tears
Choking from guilt and constant fears
I love how you ended your poem

Thoughts on Love

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It makes my head ponder
Struck my eyes with wonder
It’s a question of trust
Or an aftermath of lust
A delusion of passion
Or a fleeting sensation
We share it and pass it
But we can never own it
For it flows like the sea
Unpredictable it will be
It is the wind unseen
Just like our own sin
Buried in our thought
A reason we oft fought
It’s a rope that ties us all
Not meant for us to fall
Its distance equals to a breathe
For its absence means only death
Let it enter your heart and rest
Sleep and cuddle in its warm nest
It’s a gift and often tastes best
Dream and suckle on life’s breast

^Now this one's the kind of poem that I'm longing to read. It's a great poem and I really imagined the 'love' you were describing in this poem. I love every line in your poem and I think you did a great job on making your readers feel what love is all about.

Dreams

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Why do I have dreams?
It’s nothing as it seems
For its worth is like air
Its ends are not oft fair
It talks to my emotions
With all sorts of notions
Hushing reality behind
Making my mind blind
Plunging my senses deep
Into a vast ocean’s keep
It teases me until morn
Dies only to be reborn
Emerging from a cocoon
A butterfly of the moon
They are wings of our soul
A true blessing for us all

^This poem is obviously short but it is enough to convey the essence/meaning of dreams. My favorite lines are:
Plunging my senses deep
Into a vast ocean’s keep
It teases me until morn
Dies only to be reborn
I love the line "Dies only to be reborn" which seems to tell me that a dream never dies, it may be lost for a moment or forgotten but it will be reborn if it is what we really wanted.

What’s your excuse today?

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It’s bad day for a birthday
And yet abortion is an option
I hate working my life today
And yet death is just a notion
Nobody likes to obey rules
And yet everyone wants it all
Nobody wants to be the fools
And yet each day we often fall
I like playing more than anything
And yet our life is not a game
Each wants to own everything
And yet greed is far from fame
All of us want to be the boss
And yet sloth drives our eyes
A clean mouth needs to floss
And yet we say all sorts of lies
We need an economy to survive
And yet cost needs to be reduce
We need one another to be alive
And yet we have all the excuse

^I like the contradictions in this poem. I seldom read such poems because I think people seldom write poems of this sort. But I agree with this poem. This poem showed the reality of life.

Weekend Lovers

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Before this Sunday is through
I would confess my heart to you

How a week can’t be whole
If some days lies in a hole

Our moments in the weekend
Like shooting stars that ascend

Igniting the night sky in our eyes
Clearing our throat of edgy sighs

Nothing swiftly becomes something
Kisses now flows like breathing

It doesn’t happen without a reason
Flowers bloom to one’s own season

So Saturdays brings us warm smiles
Sundays are journeys made of miles

I have waited for this all my life
A real thing that hurts me like a knife

Fridays are so far away from the start
But weekdays can never tear us apart

^I was curious with this poem because I can't imagine how is it like to be a weekend lover..? But I love how the persona in this poem cherish the moments when he's with his loved one in these lines:
Our moments in the weekend
Like shooting stars that ascend
Igniting the night sky in our eyes
Clearing our throat of edgy sighs
Great poem

[Sid Greene]

Thank you very much aimiko! I am happy that you liked them.

[Sid Greene]

The Gardener


I always look towards the sunrise

Past my hand and thru the clouds

Though the truth is no surprise

Your deep silence is its shrouds

For your words are buried seeds

That someday shall bear its fruits

From its blossom lie your deeds

For it reeks from its very roots

I shall cut the evil from its stem

And mince my heart to be its dirt

I shall spray my tears to its hem

And press my lips where it hurt

My blood shall purify your petals

My soul shall ease your emotion

My will is stronger than mere metals

For my love will plow beyond devotion

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[Sid Greene]

The Cup

We are a cup filled with a monotone life
Stirred by colorful emotions that’s so rife

It must be cared for and replenished
For it is fragile and often famished

But time drinks upon us ceaselessly
Giving way to the void seamlessly

For death is the emptiness inside
Growing and preaching about suicide

By pouring our lives into each other
We can fill and refill both of us together

So let us taste each other’s flavor
Be drunk in our spirited fervor

Let our kiss fill us up to the brim
Drowning the void into our cream

For without you, it will be half empty
Together our love is just more than plenty

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[Sid Greene]

Forever’s Twilight

(The Angel of Death Poem)

The sun is dipping in the sea
While an angel is smiling at me

She points to the far south
Yet silence drips in her mouth

Her blue crystal eyes beaming
I can feel my heart screaming

As the wind dances in my hair
Her wings are hanging in the air

She’s a blessing to a poor drifter
A man turned into a trash sifter

But as the moon rises, she sings
Embracing me deep in her wings

And as her song pierces my ears
She lifts me away from my fears

Kissing me into a heavenly daze
Changing the world into a haze

Fading until there are no more
For this is what I was looking for

A time with no more tomorrow
A place devoid of utter sorrow

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Have you ever felt like this? Let me know.

[Sid Greene]

Puzzles of the Heart

Your eyes would often stare
But my words wouldn’t dare
For it pierces though my heart
Shattering and taking it apart

I picked up the strewn pieces
With each breathe I oft ceases
For it will be my offering to you
A puzzle that you always knew

Put it together to see its intent
Embrace it to own its content
For it will never be the same
For inside it is only your name

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[Sid Greene]

Night of the Samurai

As all the flowers bow
The sun has left for now

For the fields glow in tones
A beauty the moon disowns

A brush of light and shade
Silent as my samurai blade

Still and a peaceful sensation
Hiding a deep condemnation

As I slice the wind in pieces
This pain gradually ceases

There might be no tomorrow
As my thought dips in sorrow

Blood will drench the petals
With the clashing of metals

Cycle of destruction will turn
The souls of innocence burn

But as the leaves open to pray
Only a sword will remain to stay

To remind us the things we miss
If we surrender serenity and bliss

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[Sid Greene]

The Edge of Nothing

I am dying
Yet still I am trying

Extending my hand
Hoping to understand

The racing clouds over
As snowflakes hover

And though all is white
This feeling I can’t fight

Choking in my own breath
Drowning in my own sweat

I am blind and have nothing
I have erased everything

The moment the sun left
The candle again wept

I will soon leave and fade
Along the dawn and shade

Only fragments I have kept
Of our love that once crept

But a piece of me remains
In your heart that never wanes

To keep you warm if it is cold
A friend when you grow old

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