To Women

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Feel good and teary with this one folks

Source : To Women

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Malongering

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My sad eye is pressed up against the wall

I heard the nightingale’s silent call

Out there everything shimmers

You  in the middle of a lake that glimmers

Flora and fauna and mossy roads

Faeries and pixies and croaking toads.

Water spouting out your finger

A thousand reasons to let me linger

Staring out at your bright world

Ignoring the fact that I’m being absurd.

Is it better to have a crack

Or does it just highlight what I lack?

(c) Slumpless

Wash-up!

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Just do the washing-up already

Pick the clothes up from the floor

Write that book you’ve been talking about

Paint that peeling door.

Just go for a relaxing walk

Sit and read a book

Cook that cake you wanted to

Give that film a look.

This is what my brain says

Day after day after day

But my soul just wants to sit here

And the world to go  away.

(c) Slumpless

 

 

It’s not you . It’s me. It’s anybody.

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I’m warning you now.

Don’t let me do it.

Don’t let me fall for you.

You say you want casual.

But this talent I lack.

I never stay on track.

I freewheel and lose the road.

Heavy load. Heavy load.

Once you’re in. You’re in in.

That’s it , I’m done.

It’s no fun

Not for me.

Not for you.

This need, this desire

Will last longer than you’ll think it should

You’ll be surprised

‘ Am I really that good?’

That’s what you’ll wonder

As I’m torn asunder.

But if it’s any consolation

You’re not.

You’re nothing special

No magic power.

You’re a character in a play

And it’s the play . The story.

You’re just the understudy.

But I will always stick to this script.

(c) Slumpless

 

Pickle

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Oh pickled longing

I had put you on the shelf

Was hoping you would taste better

When the acerbic nature of life was absorbed by you.

You only grew stronger. More flavor formed.

I won’t get very far

With my want locked in a jar.

(c) Slumpless

Tunnel

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The worst thing is that I had begun to dream again

Pictured a life where things might go well

Now I’m back to hell.

Ground zero once more.

Maybe that’s why I’m sore.

Filled with envy for those of you who just

‘Get along with it’.

Oh and I do …sometimes.

But then the black comes in and pushes me down

And I run each time.

I try. I try. I quit.

I can’t seem to go through the tunnel.

Can’t seem to reach the light

No matter how hard I fight.

Some of us will always be at the tunnel door

While you run forward.. gaining more.

(c) Slumpless

 

Rampage

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I’m on a rampage of your soul

I want it all.

Every sliver and quiver of its ethereal light.

If I breathe deeply enough I can swallow it whole

Capture it in the dungeons of my own.

Is it too much to ask that you let me be host?

To that which you cling onto the most?

(c) Slumpless