© Neil Hayes and neilhayeswrites
Mind in turmoil, spiralling out of control.
Tired and numb, brain seems fogged.
Confusion, difficult to focus on reality.
Through these blinding lights, no focus.
This fire needs to be extinguished.
Emergency!
Seek help.
Ensure that every glowing ember has died.
Unable to sleep,
worries turning the cogs of her mind.
Stories overheard,
an imagination stirred.
Friends with family in danger,
war becoming a reality.
My child,
affected from afar.
Just from hearing the news,
imagine her being the news.
Words © Neil Hayes and neilhayeswrites
Pennies won't do, when your desires are constant. More means fulfilment, but only if there is a ceiling. If the container has no limits, then when is enough? Shiny or dull, what is their value? Nothing, while you sit and wish for more. Something, when you know your own worth.
Words © Neil Hayes and neilhayeswrites
Ensure it is cooked, it shouldn't be crispy. That is what they said, way back when. Grey leaves, swimming in stinky water. Eat up, it's good for you! Arms crossed, a battle of wills. Cabbage, rediscovered as an adult. All those years of hate, make it crunchy and tasty.
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Neighbourhood fears Surely, few would want There will be tears Will they mean nought? A patch of green Inhabited by hare A wad of green Could make it bare Instead of nature's wonders What will there be? Nowhere to wander Only concrete to see
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