Modern realities

[Geoff-Allen]

Work in progress ...

Modern realities

Are you bored out of your mind?
What new obsession can you find?
Does your mind love to wonder
Why did you make your famous blunder?

Stay tuned for more developments!

 

[Geoff-Allen]

Modern realities

Are you bored out of your mind?
What new obsession can you find?
Does your mind love to wonder
What is your famous blunder?

What on earth are we doing?
Are our lives spent pursuing?
Does this life make any sense?
Who will come to my defence?

 

[Geoff-Allen]

Yes folks - it is 3 am and poem time again ...

Modern realities

Are you bored out of your mind?
What new obsession can you find?
Does your mind love to wonder
What is your famous blunder?

What on earth are we doing?
Are our lives spent pursuing?
Does this life make any sense?
Who will come to my defence?

I confess I'm mystified
All these things I feel inside
Can we make a smoother ride?
Don't take to long to decide!

I read books on happiness
Yes it's true - I must confess
What advice can I offer you?
After all this is brand new

Can we be kind to each other?
This advice won't make you suffer
Do you always have to be right?
It might not be wise to fight

This poem must end real soon
I just caught a glimpse of the moon
I eat all my sandwiches with a wooden spoon
My next meal may be eaten at noon

Don't try so hard to impress
Or you will end up in a mess
The ego is such a cunning thing
It makes you want to chant & sing

To be continued ...

 

[Geoff-Allen]

Life in the 21st century

Are you bored out of your mind?
What new obsession can you find?
Does your mind love to wonder
What is your famous blunder?

What on earth are we doing?
Are our lives spent pursuing?
Does this life make any sense?
Who will come to my defence?

I confess I'm mystified
All these things I feel inside
Can we make a smoother ride?
Don't take to long to decide!

I read books on happiness
Yes it's true - I must confess
What advice can I offer you?
After all this is brand new

Can we be kind to each other?
This advice won't make you suffer
Do you always have to be right?
It might not be wise to fight

This poem must end real soon
I just caught a glimpse of the moon
I eat all my sandwiches with a wooden spoon
My next meal may be eaten at noon

Don't try so hard to impress
Or you will end up in a mess
The ego is such a cunning thing
It makes you want to chant & sing

Do you ever jump for joy?
Can youdescribe your favourite toy?
Is this poem a bit too much?
Should I try a gentler touch?

Is it true or just a rumour
That we all need a sense of humour?
Have you ever seen a ghost
Munching on a piece of toast?

Do you know how many ways
We can spend our nights & days?
Can we invent some turns of phrase
There's not much time for delays

Some people love to contemplate
What exactly is our fate?
I hope we don't leave it too late
To enjoy the food on our plate

It's up to you - I can't decide
Just when to end this thrill ride
Are you really satisfied
Somewhere down deep inside?

 

[Shakazuluuuuu]

Work in progress ...

Modern realities

Are you bored out of your mind?
What new obsession can you find?
Does your mind love to wonder
Why did you make your famous blunder?

Stay tuned for more developments!

I saw a chick in a bar,

She was too far and a fax,

I took her out and she

was blurred blacks.

On her headliner was,

Just a line made of fuzz,

then water strode.

On the yellow brick rode.

Her hand in mine,

my energy load,

with a lady that is code.

A solliiquay according to captian jack.