Cheered Down
Had it been world a stage,
And I was a cast.
Why did I feel like being in a cage?
All my life in the past.
If Shakespeare was true,
In his words of wisdom.
Why dint I have ay clue,
Living my life in boredom.
Had it been my destiny,
With no cheer in it.
Of it I don’t want any,
Take my life in a minute.
Had it been my fate,
A bird in a nest less tree.
Have I realized it late?
I want to be out free.
Had it been my luck,
Like a useless thing.
I am not any lame duck,
I am always the king.
While the actors around me,
Gladly play their role.
Not anymore I am the sad Tommy,
Unlikely to reach my goal.
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the Women, perfect
Angelic look and velvets’ skin..
Divinity in her face ends with her chin..
Perfect woman could anyone say..
With not a spirit in her of any dismay..
her body shaped along the curve of river..
Weak in body but strength for a man's power..
kiss of elegance in every of her touch..
About a perfect woman isn’t little much..
her insight showed the harder soul..
Ambitious enough to reach the northern pole..
curiosity in my study to know her heart..
Trying it hard Tore my brain apart..
wileful can they sound for men..
Without them human are inkless pen..
mother of world's every king..
Carrying in the womb for ten months isn’t a simple thin..
about a perfect woman would my thought be ending..
Doomsday would've arrived and stop would be pending..
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