John Sensele Poems

The end of the line fast comes
Disappointment all around irks
Dealing with ingrate swarms
Drawing for too long perks
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Don't let the world drive you crazy
When a new year starts
To double aspirations that ain't hazy
As for good last year departs
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Dad died when I was young
Leaving me alone on Earth to suffer
Peddling trinkets on streets while tears stung
Reminding me why only the Lord is my buffer
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You cruise to lose in Toulouse
If you draw a cantakerous card and play it bad
Unless you strategize to slay the haze and daze
That enable outcomes to grow mad
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Fuel shoots through the roof
Morsels of meals from your plate
Escape with neither trace nor proof
That sorrows in your tomorrow won't dilate
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When six feet under we lie
Truants would scowl at the red ticks and crosses
Which in their homework hostels didn't die
Ministers, doctors, teachers, engineers and bosses
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Every night in my bedroom I pray
For feelings of hatred to go astray
With no further ado to give scoffers love
Expecting bliss aplenty from wings of my dove
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Change unsettles minds
Pruning souls from pity's pits
Unmasking and unnerving blinds
Sometimes querying trivia and fits
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Stream your creams alongside their whim
If teams and reams of dreams and their screams grant you the vim
Essential in your joy journey
Undertaken to harvest the honey
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Hurricanes of dilemma sprain and strain my brain
Should I go ahead or not
What if the move overturns my truculent trains in the rain
And my conscience tells me I cannot
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