Cut the cord…
Are you so angry
Is it just raw pain
What is it that draws you
Right back here again
Can’t you stop the loop
Won’t someone cut the cord
No: no-one will help you
Not without their reward
Is that what’s so disturbing
Does it cut you like steal mesh
Too much alike these cannibals
When they seek their pound of flesh
So go ahead be angry
For whatever good it’ll do
‘Cause just for a second
…I saw some heart in you!
Shazi
17.9.2006
Sunday, March 21, 2010
It all adds up
A sizable equation
A mathematic sum
A simple little deduction
Won’t hurt anyone
A multiple amount
A statistic or two
A final analysis
We’ll just see who is who
A moderate dividend
A cashable amount
A bit of wheeling dealing
Don’t worry on my account
A critical error
A blown out of deficit
A rotten apple somewhere
-it’s you, you little shit!
Shazi
18.9.2006
A sizable equation
A mathematic sum
A simple little deduction
Won’t hurt anyone
A multiple amount
A statistic or two
A final analysis
We’ll just see who is who
A moderate dividend
A cashable amount
A bit of wheeling dealing
Don’t worry on my account
A critical error
A blown out of deficit
A rotten apple somewhere
-it’s you, you little shit!
Shazi
18.9.2006
Night stalker
Knocking on my window
Banging at the door
What brings you here tonight?
Are you still looking for more?
I’ve given all I’m gunna
There is no more to give
So there’s no point in hanging
Not ‘round here where I live
‘Cause please won’t get you nowhere
Beg; you’ll not be heard
No point in your groveling
I can’t hear a bloody word
It’s not that I won’t listen
No it’s not that I don’t care
But you’re just too bloody draining
I can’t hear you I don’t dare
So take your troubles elsewhere
On some one else can you unload
Don’t care ‘bout where you take it
Just take it right on down the road…
Shazi
18/9/2006
Knocking on my window
Banging at the door
What brings you here tonight?
Are you still looking for more?
I’ve given all I’m gunna
There is no more to give
So there’s no point in hanging
Not ‘round here where I live
‘Cause please won’t get you nowhere
Beg; you’ll not be heard
No point in your groveling
I can’t hear a bloody word
It’s not that I won’t listen
No it’s not that I don’t care
But you’re just too bloody draining
I can’t hear you I don’t dare
So take your troubles elsewhere
On some one else can you unload
Don’t care ‘bout where you take it
Just take it right on down the road…
Shazi
18/9/2006
Sunday, March 14, 2010
The write to be free
i have begun a new life! and at the heart of it is a dream- to write.
this is my first chance to take my "scribblings" seriously.
i feel that i have unleashed myselfe from lifes tethers, yet began to find "Grounding", both at the same time.
i have had an unusual life to say the least (more later). i hope that in writing, weather fact or fiction, will heal some old wounds and allow me to start over: freedom is to write!
my first approch to a writing group (Wild poetry forum). (i am so chuffed). looked at a simple poem i sent them and accepted me- this may be a small thing to some, but not for me; infact i,m off to post my first poem- for poeple to make their own comments- i hope they are kind!
bye for now
Shazi
this is my first chance to take my "scribblings" seriously.
i feel that i have unleashed myselfe from lifes tethers, yet began to find "Grounding", both at the same time.
i have had an unusual life to say the least (more later). i hope that in writing, weather fact or fiction, will heal some old wounds and allow me to start over: freedom is to write!
my first approch to a writing group (Wild poetry forum). (i am so chuffed). looked at a simple poem i sent them and accepted me- this may be a small thing to some, but not for me; infact i,m off to post my first poem- for poeple to make their own comments- i hope they are kind!
bye for now
Shazi
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