poems for kush

I cant get the voices out of my head I cant help hacking your brain I cant help my addictions I cant breaking eggs in your database — Call me a cracker jack Call me Mr Robot Call me anything Call me the one who flew over the cuckoos nest — Hiding in plain sight Except for my past Watching my plans move the world Coding for phase 2 — I am Mr Robot And given enough time I will own…

A Poet wonders What word will come next How can I make the pain go away How Can I make your attention stay — I am old now It hurts when I laugh My hands shake as I shake hands I fake smiles and I have smiled enough — Music heals Music calms The storms in my mind Music is a balm – So now it is time to end Watch my head while my knees bend Lived and loved I have enough Balanced…

where did the years go i used to drink fast think slow i was quick on the draw escaping the virtual law i used to care liitle act brittle now i think too much what will people say am I walder fray what if I grow poor should i just shut up let my conscience lower should i betray all my friends and buddies passing years have me thinking fudgy or should i return to my younger days kill…

I used to be a poet But I got domesticated I used to be a soldier But I got relegated I used to be a scientist Too soon I got frustrated I used to be a manager But I got erased

I will wait for inspiration to strike to write a better poem alone for a change I will wait for someone to read my poem I will wait for my moods to settle down I will wait for happiness to be dominant again For my social skills to be a victim of circumstance I will wait to rise from the ground again

listened to a few songs talked to an old friend watched some sports on the TV took a walk in the park ate some good food finally I am in a good mood

I went to a reunion It has been 25 years Since I passed out of school Now I met all my friends And fellow batchmates Nothing has changed The friends remain friends Arseholes remain Arseholes Or Maybe I am too emotional For this lovely reunion

as I crane my neck Try to think I forgot to remember I forgot to blink Memories flash by Past gone by People gone on As I try to write I forgot to fight

Write drunk Edit sober Do epic stuff Drink smooth ride rough — Remember old friends Good old times Write epic rhymes For epic times

Spring is here Come on bring the cheer Welcome the blooms Out with winter glooms — Now we bask in the spring sun Time for lemonades and have fun Maybe write a poem or two Spring is here for me and you When winter was here We shivered in the dark Now spring ia here Lets go to the park

Face the truth Face the mirror Mirror yourself Slow and quick anger — Self defeating Self igniting Anger which is irrational Till I find peace

I have a pill for everything A pill when I am feeling bad A pill to feel good again A pill when I am feeling sad — As my hands shake and pop my pill I feel better and then I feel ill So many thoughts in my head I feel alive and then I feel dead — All I needed was a hug From someone less smug But I guess it was not meant to be To feel full or feel empty — So I got a pill for…

I am a victim of circumstance and chance ill-luck and bad romance careless whispers without a last dance — You are the muse who inspires me to write Get up in the morning and fight Class A Idiot to work it right. — We are the ordinary people who think we are special While we are just idiots Waiting for our chance

I had a reunion I met friends I met people I had forgotten I met people I wish I had forgotten Overall greying hair and paunches With stories of families and kids A swirl of emotions Glad reunion comes only after a while

She said I lacked social skills I am an idiot and I should step up I calmly swallowed my pills And turned the music up

no work no money no interview no phone call no hope empty unemployed

I tried to sleep But I failed All kinds of scenarios came to my mind What if I failed What if the sky collapsed on my head Like a present day Vitalstatistix Tossing and turning Going to the bathroom Munching a midnight snack I finally get up