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Losing Count

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I’m losing count of the days.
I’m not winning this game.
Many moons have fallen
before my eyes. Many stars
have burnt out. Many nights
have come. Many times,
I’ve lost track – lost count.
The number of times?
I’ll never know the amount.
I lose track of the time
as I pen lines that rhyme.
Sometimes, I wish I knew
how many times in life
that I have counted
the same day twice. Still,
the count is gone: lost.
Each line that I’ve drawn
has now been crossed.
Countless of times, I have
wasted time recounting.
Now, I think to myself:
I should’ve been rounding.


Swamped

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Engulfed in life,
work;
there is hardly time
to play. Most of us
don’t see the signs.
Flooded with emotions –
swamped
with stress. The day
leaves us
drenched, and we must
dry off
before the next morning.
Soaked and sad,
we can’t help to feel
bad. We do our best
to avoid
drowning in life’s sea.
I don’t choose to carry
this weight. It must
be fate.
Swamped.
Drenched. Flooded.
I choose to not run
from the water that
always comes.

Gears

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Oh dear, there are gears
in between my ears.
They grind everyday.
I remind myself
that my own gears
need no help to turn
or to burn. Sometimes,
I can hear my gears
grind away. Sometimes,
I can feel the steel
become hot. I am
surprised smoke is not
coming from my eyes.
These gears turn . I don’t
have any concerns.
They will always turn,
no matter the year.

Day Before Last

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I’ve counted the days

and now I’ve stopped.

I’ve gone many ways

to get to the top.

I’ve seen the days fly by

in front of my eyes

to only realize

my dream’s demise.

I’ve learned so much –

What to do with it?

Memories go untouched

in a place, they sit.

Three, then two, then one

Now, it is the day before last

And I don’t know where to go.

I’ve lived my days all too fast

with regrets only I will know.