Warrior Writes Poems

The days go as if they are in a hurry
It makes everyone grow in a hurry
Losing the touch of innocence,
There was a time once,
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Who knows what the future holds,
As I stand on stage all alone.
My hands are getting cold,
With a shiver down the spine,
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What to do what to do
Nothing to do, have no clue
Apart from heaps of work to do
But not what me wants to do
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Driving my old car, I have it with me,
I drive it with my bag, and my teddy.
We have taken on the road travelling,
For I want to spend my time smiling.
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I am scared of my hesitations,
They show me my limitations.
I want to find my inspiration,
As I have my own aspirations.
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Sitting in a chair with fingers typing
What a fool there is who is always dying
The inner child is almost always crying
Every job hated that’s where applying.
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Day comes when one loses hope,
What one can do, does not know
Then what can one do to sow?
The seeds of glee, and be happy;
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I sing a new song,
I hate to be wrong
I often do fall
but I rise and
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