"A Trip into Someone's Mind" ~A thought by Sinbad the Sailor Man

Poetry: Reflections of one's daily life inside their thoughts.

Poetry: Inside one's daily mind set, as they rush through out the day.

 

 

"A Trip into Someone's Mind"

Sweet Pea and Honey Bees

A trip into someones mind

Things I need today

Things I can not buy

Car note, I loss my boat

Doctor bills, can’t afford my pills

I think I’ll lose my mind

Kids complain

Feel so glum, old Satan has won

Don’t know when I’ll be up again

This stupid plight, no end in sight

My darling she; is gone, where did I go wrong?

Daddy is near; he’ll see you soon

Oh damn, another red light

Squealing tires busting glass

Screaming, crying, and then a sigh of relief


A thought by Sinbad the Sailor Man

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"To The End of All Time"~ A thought by Sinbad the Sailor Man

Poetry: Reflections on the Illusions of Love, When it is First Conceived

"To The End of All Time"

 

Till the heavens collide

When ashes are raise up

Till the very last day

This is how long I will love you my dear

I swear, I always will

That is what a lover; in love, might could say; if they believed it were true

For they never ever saw farther then the day at hand

This is why I believe they say that love is blind and often unkind

Their love only last until the other soul bleeds and reveals its needs

For when the endless giving ends

The realities sets in

Life is no longer the sweet dream or the fairy tale

Welcome here to the real world; my, dear

It takes tons of hard work and never ending time

To come to the conclusion; that this person

Is the One, and that they are right for you

That they are true

A life time of trying, crying,

Laughing and giving

Need I mention all of the forgiving

If you work at it no matter how rough it gets

This old road will stop giving you fits

But, beware my dear

To those who would  call it quits

One must not give up on these precious little snips

In ones little life; these bits and pieces will soon all add up

A lost love can and  will leave a bottomless pit

A hole in ones heart if you will not stop it

No matter how much one tries to cover it up

The camouflage always falls into that there hole

Tasteless and cold they will become; those kisses and that touch

Eyes may no longer see or reflect

These soft words spoken shall fall

Upon dead ears and the tears, they turn to lonely fears

True love!; now only true love, no matter how fleeting; will last

Through out ones life and to the end of all time

A thought by Sinbad the Sailor Man

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A thought by Sinbad the Sailor Man



Poetry: Inside one's daily mind set, as they rush through out the day.