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TOIL, EAT, SLEEP, TOIL

Poetry By: Luvving
Poetry



The daily routine of life's ups and downs.


Submitted:Jun 6, 2012    Reads: 9    Comments: 1    Likes: 1   


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TOIL EAT SLEEP TOIL

DAY IGNITES, SLOWLY DISPERSING NIGHT.

BIRDS OF HUNGRY MERRIMENT SCREECH FOR ALL THEY CAN FIND IN FRESH BORNE AIR.

MORNING DEW DESCENDS ON CHILLED FROSTED GRASS, DROOPING FLOWERS WILT, FADE IN THE MORNING HOURS.

DAYLIGHT BRIGHT, SUN ALIGHT, SLOWLY HEATING POLLUTED AIR.

PEOPLE RUSH NO SENSE NO CARE; SURVIVAL PLANS ACTIVATED TO EARN A CRUST PAY THE RENT JUST, ANYTHING ELSE IS LEFT TO TRUST!

EVENING COMES TIREDNESS. EXHAUSTION, STUFFY BUS, THE USUAL FUSS

LIKE BARRELLED CRABS CRAMMED IN A TRAIN BOTH FRONT AND BACK TRAVELLING MISERABLY; THROUGH THE MELEE OF A VOLATILE IMPATIENT GENERATION.

DETERMINED TO REACH THEIR DESIRED DESTINATION.

NIGHT- TIME SET BETWEEN SLEEP, NIGHTMARES, SWEAT, TOSS, TURN, SNORE, GROAN, DREAM, WAKE, SLEEP.

RESTLESSNESS!

SLEEP SWEET.

CLOCK ALARM SHRIEK!

LOUD ANNOYING SHRILL AS DAYBREAKS ONCE AGAIN.

BIRDS OF HUNGRY MERRIMENT CHIRP THE COLD POLLUTED AIR.

AUTUMN'S DEW ON GRASS AND FLOWERS.

WORK AGAIN THAT ENDLESS TOIL BECKONS IN THE EARLY HOURS!

 

By Luvving





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