Tagged: Lessons

The Joker

The Joker

I walk in a dimension
There are truths
Dressed in stories
Of the liars den.
I walk carefully
To not wake curiosity
In me
Or in anything.
Whispers taunt
Like wasps circle
No Trust
But fear.
The joker laughs
As the fool trips
On the truth of the ledge
And the romance of the fall.

Never Ending

washing-machine

Youth is fleeting
While the heart’s still beating
Feeling there is some youth yet.
Mixed are lessons-
And learned is wisdom,
Age cannot forget.
The inner child gets restless-
And always available…
When instruction is left to learn.
So repeats the cycle-
Like a worn down appliance…
Fighting life’s twists and turns.
Hope for tomorrow
As the student becomes the teacher-
By learning through the pain…
And once you think you have it-
The road starts to turn…
And it’s back to square one again.