I can't wake up!
Can someone please
Shake me
And don't stop until
You wake me.
Don't be soft
You won't break me.
I just have to open my eyes
And see ahead.
It will surprise me
If I'm dead.
I need to wake up!
Can you find my number
And call me.
Stop fooling around.
I need the sound.
I can't feel the ground.
All around me.
I want to wake up!
I need to remember
My name.
To make sure my
Face hasn't changed.
And just to be certain
I'll lift up these curtains
And walk though the crowd
Once again.
I can't wake up!
Or was waking just
Falling to sleep?
Finding new ways to dream
But inside where we gleam,
Jewels are unseen.
And all that lies between
We can keep.
© Cosmic 2012
Saturday, 13 October 2012
Wednesday, 20 June 2012
Poetry and Motion
When you've got a lot on
demands are strong
demands are strong
it's easy to go past
your stop and continue
chugging away
relentlessly...
Screaming away like a mad fool!
Look at you there
Screeching, and wailing
As you charge round and round
on your tracks.
You're not a machine!
You're more like an organic bean,
And Braveheart was not just a film,
And Hitler was defeated for a reason!
The travels are best
When you take in the view.
So take some time
To do what you did do
before the journey began
and the robot was born
and the calm gave way
to the storm.
Just take something
small
right through to the end,
then everything else
won't
drive you
round
the bend.
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