Tattooed my head with a shard of glass
Drew blood stains on my wrist
Painted death all over my body
A bloody twisted artist
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Writer’s Block
There’s nothing to write about
So I’ll just write about
Having nothing to write about
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When you can’t really begin
What you’re meaning to begin
Write about having nothing to begin
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When you can’t really go on
But the pages shout, “Go on.”
Write about having nothing to go on
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Then when you can’t really end
What you earlier began
I guess that’s the writer’s block’s end
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I don’t know if it helped
But at least it did help
Me when I needed some help
A Footballer’s Life Is So Much Fun
A footballer’s life is so much fun
Getting paid to kick and run
If there’s something they have won
It’s a contract worth a trillion
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You see them smile. You see them laugh
When posing for a photograph
Fans dying for their autographs
Like they’re pink polka-dotted giraffes
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They drive around in fancy cars
Meet celebrities and superstars
Drink wine and smoke cigars
In the city’s expensive bars
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At the peak of their shallow fame
They find themselves beautiful dames
Who act in films with royal names
And take home awards and acclaims
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Here I am with my loyal cat
Writing about this and that
Growing old with belly fat
Such’s a life of a poet
Our Family Lullaby
My father used to sing a lullaby
I sing the same to my son
But I don’t think that he will comply
And sing it to his son
He falls asleep in a minute
As soon as my song’s begun
He’s never heard the whole of it
End of a tradition
Mother Earth, Bother Not
Mother Earth, mother Earth, will you shut up please?
Stop telling me your problems and your tragedies
I know you’re having troubles, you suffer day and night
But we are your children. We have all the rights
You complain about the felling of forests and of trees
But we are only decorating you with buildings and diseases
You complain about the smog, polluted water and land
But we prefer it the way it is, just try and understand
Look at your Sun and Moon, they never do complain
They’re idle and stationary, why don’t you learn from them?
We are happy as we stand. We never make a fuss
Have I ever kvetched that you’re not big enough for us?
So quit your whining and your sobbing and continue to move around
We’ll treat you as we may please till we burn you to the ground
So quit your whining and your sobbing and quit your petty bother
If we’re ever fed up with you, we’ll find another mother
A Floral Dream
As strange as it may seem
I think I saw a funny dream
A daffodil woke me up at four
And pointed to the window
I was quite surprised to see
A floral show just for me
Roses swinging on a trapeze
Dahlias flying with the breeze
Lilies decorating the lawn
Sunflowers giving a sighful yawn
Daisies circling around the moon
Orchids floating in hot air balloons
Tulips strumming their guitars
Asters lazing on the stars
Irises singing melodies
Peonies bubbling parodies
A giant lotus sat up straight
Heathers went out on a date
Violets shooting laser beams
A thistle woke me with her screams
As strange as it may seem
I think I saw a funny dream
My Thoughts Stepped Out Of My Head
My thoughts stepped out of my head
Dressed up and put on my favourite shoes
And ran straight to you
Held you, danced with you
And then came back again
Circled until the sight of the morning light
I won’t be thinking about you tomorrow night
I really need to sleep all right
Charlie Williams – Part 2
Let me tell you about my man
He is kind and sweet
He makes me feel special
But also incomplete
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Whenever I am upset
A smart joke he would crack
He does the same with other girls
And flirts behind my back
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He hangs out with other girls
More often than he does with me
He assures me, “They’re just friends.
You’re the only one for me.”
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He remembers all about those girls
Every word that they say
Every little thing they do
But forgets my birthday
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He’s found a new girl lately
Drives her around in his car
I wish I could pluck her eyeballs out
But I would never go that far
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I’ve been waiting in this cafe
For an hour or maybe more
I guess he’s forgotten all about me
He was supposed to be here at four
Charlie Williams
My girl is a sweet heart
Her love for me is true
But when she met Charlie Williams
She said, “He’s better than you.”
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Charlie’s got the riches
He has nailed the looks
He’s witty and intelligent
He reads all sorts of books
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Charlie’s got the finest clothes
Drives around in a fancy car
“He’s got the perfect smile,” she says
“And he even plays the guitar”
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My girl’s going out with him
They look happy together too
I ain’t one bit jealous
I ain’t feeling blue
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Now Charlie, you may not know me
But I’ve got some words for you
Better kill all finer men
Or she will leave you too
Castles In The Air
I had a thought. I had a dream. I had no worldly care
So I built for my own self some castles in the air
Tendered it with love. Shielded it night and day
A gust of wind came and blew my castles away
Frank Solanki 