Agony

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The high pitched squeak...

The high pitched squeak from a cackling Crow 🤣

They told me what was right and I soon learned what was wrong, teachers taught me how to write my melodies...

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A darkness of duller

A darkness of duller

I open my eyes and only blackness I see, there is no vision at all to safely guide me.. not a glimpse of...

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That long, snakey queue 😰

That long, snakey queue 😰

I do not walk, I run
I will not wait, I act
Infact I have no patience as a matter of fact...

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She is a Mother ❤️

She is a Mother ❤️

It sits at the utmost on the surface of her mind, something that is best forgotten but yet is so easily to...

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Poor old Santa Claus 🎅🏼

Poor old Santa Claus 🎅🏼

Let’s spare a thought for Santa Claus this Christmas eve, how on earth is he going to manage? He out of...

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Here we go again 😰

Here we go again 😰

Well here we go tis looking like another dam lockdown again, and christ know’s if it will help matters or...

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My leaping sheep 🐏

My leaping sheep 🐏

Lying on my back listening to you, I feel so frustrated and Oh so blue..but I know that you cannot help...

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It’s a sad affair

Written in Covid-19 lockdown March 20’

It’s a sad affair

Everyone is feeling the frightening frustration stuck in a solitary isolation
This is a pandemic...

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My Mind

"How Fascinating your mind must be!"
Take a look inside, and you will see.
It's very dark,...

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Bursting our bubbles ?

Bursting our bubbles ?

Normality was nice, though we hadn’t realised..it was our matter of course that had us harmonized..But now...

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Thudding

Sitting looking at the wall,
My mind is a blank,
To tired to think,
To tired to care...

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Donald trump = pathological...

Donald trump = pathological psychopath

Fred Trump taught his sole son Donald
how to steal the leading way into more ass,
though no...

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Oh how I wish?

Oh how I wish?

Aren’t all of us suffering from an anxiety reaction? as no solace has been sought yet from this pandemic...

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My midnight gloom

My midnight gloom

Each and every night is exactly the same, I cannot find solace Oh what a shame.. As I creep thru the...

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That point of no return ?

That point of no return ?

It was just happenstance that he happened to be there yet circumstance took him deeper down than anyone...

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The Keys

Hear the clanging of the keys,
The Dreadful keys!
What a mood of sorrow
The wretched...

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That ‘Old kit bag’

That ‘Old kit bag’

That ‘Old kit bag’ will be brimming full of troubles, coz haven’t we all had so many cancellations from...