It’s quite amazing.
How many people you are.
Dad, son, brother, love.
Category: Poetry
Strangers
Sometimes it’s among strangers.
People we’ll never again see.
That we are ourselves.
As true as can be.
Taxing
It’s taxing, exhausting, a wrecking of my nerves,
It’s hard, and it’s tough, and no more than I deserve.
For as I look back on all of my mistakes,
I realise that hard work is how I them repay.
So I struggle now, to make up for the past,
For I am determined to right my wrongs at long last.
Doubt
Few things are as hard
As choices, you need to make,
For whatever you may choose,
Doubts will follow in its wake.
You can only pick one,
And forever you will wonder,
Did I make the right choice?
Or was it all a huge blunder?
So choose your choice now,
And forget your distress.
For in the end all you can do,
Is to hope for the best.
Adjust
When your world is tipped upside down.
And all you knew has gone and turned around.
When all the praises bestowed, turned into a frown.
And you were given a ring of thorns in place of a crown.
Adjust. Or perish. The choice is yours.
Are you giving into illness? Or searching for cures?
Queen
“Be the Queen of My Heart.”
What a pointless thing to say.
Rather than promising forever,
You may prove it; simply stay.
Please
Please is such a funny word.
Its ambiguity is quite absurd.
Are you making a polite inquire?
Saying what manners simply require?
Or are you begging on your knees?
Crying as you beg them: “Please”?
Lady
What does it mean today to be a lady?
Is it a question of being well-mannered and refined?
Sure, I suppose that politeness matters,
But for me, it’s a question of being genuinely kind.
Value
Ask the dying man the value of a year,
For he is the one who’ll know.
A year will buy him time to make amends,
To make friends of all his foes.
And for the value of an hour, you need only ask,
The boy who took a chance.
He went to the girl he loved and told her so,
Began their future romance.
The value of a second is easily seen,
When you watch the woman who barely missed,
The falling object that would have struck her dead,
She avoided her name on Death’s long list.
For the value of time is ever-changing indeed.
The time most valuable; is the time you need.
Greedy
Suzy is a greedy girl,
Who always wants some more.
Forever a new toy, never the old,
The old is such a bore.
Tommy is getting quite so big,
He never did say no.
Cake and sweets and apple pies,
In his mouth; they go.
Anna is a greedy kid,
Who always gets so cross.
When she isn’t the one in charge,
For Anna is the boss.
Mary has a thousand books,
All so pretty on her shelf.
And she has read every single one,
Even the ones she wrote herself.
And in the end, don’t we all?
Have wants we can’t ignore?
For we humans are a greedy bunch,
It makes us strive for more.
Maria Sjöstrand 