kissing frogs

Why do princes turn to frogs instead,
Endings are never like the fairytale we read.

Wouldn't it be nice to have someone to hold,
Some to love me without being told, forced or cajoled.

Perhaps I have really not met you yet,
Or maybe life should always have some room for regrets.

But I rather be lonely if I had to be wrong,
Even if it means that I have to be more patient and strong.

when love dies

one foot out the door,
another in the grave,
one half anxious,
one half dead.

how did we arrive,
and when did we leave,
one half not bothered,
one half sad.

where are we going,
when should we leave,
one half wondered,
one half knew.

a little man with a hammer

inspired by what my colleague calls a hangover.. a little man with a hammer.. haha.



a little man with a hammer

a little man with a hammer,
he lives in my head.

he came to stay uninvited,
and the noises he makes!!

wickety, rickety, bam! bam!
he thumps away.

wickety, rickety, bam! bam!
he could do it all day!

Go away little man!!
an aspirin to chase him afar.

wickety, rickety, bam! bam!
what a nuisance you are.

a little man with a hammer,
I know that he's fine.

When I am a not drunken,
He is will be kind.