The whole concept,
or a biography is rather odd,
especially when they’re written,
from someone on the outside…
Category Archive: Prose Poems
It’s worth checking,
how much time you spend,
stressing over how things will go…
Would we be satisfied,
with never getting acclaim,
for anything we do…
When the day is done,
and the curtain has been called,
let the day be done…
Sometimes to get going,
you just need to launch,
up and out of bed…
Why is it,
that we never quite seem,
to view our travels,
like the epic journeys they could be?..
Weird isn’t it,
how we at the same time,
love a good story…
Now why exactly,
was it that all the old super villains,
seemed to focus on inane plans…
If you never had to sleep,
and could just do whatever you wanted,
during the hours you gained…
What’s with these songs,
which are borderline showtunes,
with their orchestra…
