Incomplete and Happy

It’s wonderful to be incomplete
To not be done, be on a quest
Searching, changing, learning
This won’t be as good as it gets
There’s more in life to go for
Even if you’re happy with your lot
Have joy in days and nights
Appreciate all that you’ve got.
It’s good to want, dream big
Not feeling absence, seeking more
A solemn vow to find someone
To embrace, together life explore.
Fulfil your heart felt desires
To be you, be seen, be loved
In time to find an intimate one
Who is all others placed above
Until her hand I find, with faith
There’s joy in every forward step
Incomplete and happy,
I just haven’t found her yet.

Out of the Rat Race

I’m out of the rat race
Out of the fight
To get into work
Get home at night
The push on the platform
The squeeze, holding a rail
The heat in the summer
Groans when services fail
Seated, sleeping commuters
People, for others, making way
The books they are reading
New faces each day
I’m out of the rat race
Out of the fight
I’m already missing it
Escape as I might

She’s Hating Her Work

She’s hating her work
Life’s not turned out to plan
While you’ve done alright
About the best that you can
She’s unhappy and nervous
You’re in love with her heart
She says she loves you
Which is soon from your start
But then the demons come out
The worries appear
How can she be happy
With you oh so near
She’ll never match up
Or catch on your lead
So she makes you feel sad
States you’re full of greed
When you’re not, you’re just you
And you’ve worked every day
To get better, more successful
Until you did find a way
Because she is lost
Your success can’t mean fun
Doesn’t mean praise
or any sense that you’ve won
It’s an unfairness
You’ve gained over her and the rest
An indication of bias
Not a sign you did best
She’s jealous of your “kingdom”
Your security
Displaying her envy
A lack of maturity
So it’s ending, you can’t
Not because your love’s not true
But by denying your life
She can’t be in love with you

Black Dog Calls

Cornered, trapped
Black dog calls
Melancholy
Towering walls
Lift descends
Bottom of the well
Sinking stomach
Feeling unwell
Lack of grip
No steps to take
Fallen down
Laid low, a fake
The masquerade
Of muddling through
Slips and breaks
Exposing you
Not good enough
Not happy or glad
Loathing of self
Bereft and sad
An anxious mind
Crushes all hope
Poisoned heart
With no antidote
Numbed from joy
Immersed in pain
Doused in dark
In tears again
The black dog calls
I sit alone
Surviving hurt
All on my own

Time to Go

Time to go out
Like now not then
It’s time we were away
Should I say it again
To get there in time
Out the door we should be
I’d have left by now
If it were just up to me
Ten minutes she says
As she crosses the house
Then gets distracted
My common law spouse
She seems ready to leave
Then needs one more thing
It’s time to go out
But waiting for her is a win

A Simple Life

Emergent start to a new life
A simple life with all you need
Nothing more required
Now judged by mood and deed
Appreciating basics sated
Free from a consumer’s greed
No more exists in life
To re-shackle me now I’m freed

Lucky

He’s got people
To look out for
Purpose.
He’s got loves
Who furnish him with love
Belonging.
He’s got peace
In between the storms of life
Contentment.
He’s got everything
He needs to be happy
Lucky.

A Time From Before

Slipping back, slipping back
A time from before
Regressing, returning
To a space that’s no more
Investigating, testing
Thinking through again
Draining the reasons
The meaning of back then
Would you now do similar?
Would the end be the same?
Would you want to be different?
Would you give in to his game?
Could you manage the person
Navigate troubles past
Are you more than you were
Rethought, was the old set to last?
Coming back to the present
Should you rekindle that flame?
Or go on with learned lessons
Having found what’s to blame

Online Loving

The rules are changed
Face to face or voice to voice
Our humanity has been altered
But we each have a choice
It’s our individual decision
A knight or a troll to be
Treat others as you would yourself
Engage with the online world lovingly
There’s too much hate
Hurled from shielded IP wall
Author’s tiny effect, ego boost
Every victim made to feel small
Isolated, bullied, suppressed
After the crime there’s no case
No police to protect the victim
Give support or give chase
This isn’t right.
We’ve a common ground
Community should gather round
Insist on respect no matter who
Be responsible for what you do
Conduct code when using code
In digital or any other mode

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