It's Dusk, See The Sun Is Burning,
And The Flames Of It Burning The Sky Too.
Sun "Why" Asked I.
"That's My Part Of Job, And I Am Done For Today"
Sun Glared At Me.
It's The Moon Who Has To Come Next To Heal  Burnt Sky.

Danish Zia | OldPen
Pax 2d
Your sincerity
becomes a
menial job.
There are too few good doctors now a days. This is just how i feel in my country.
Kelly Hogan Jul 6
In order to be successful does one need to be lonely?
It feels like that sometimes.
When did we start having conversations that
Only consist of complaining?
Why can't we proudly talk of our hard earned accomplishments
And be met with sincere interest?
I love hearing about people's lives! The hardships they've overcome,
The rewards they've worked so hard for.
But when I've finally achieved the dream
That I've worked 8 longs years for,
The lackluster responses I get are:
"Oh, nice".
No questions, because they're not interested
A light-hearted "I'm happy for you", means they really aren't
And a fading friendship because I'm busy making something of
Grateful for the friends I do have, and a supportive partner and family. That's all you really need right? Just venting. <3
Bexis Jul 5
5 hours of sleep, wake to a text telling me that I need to open.
I had to rush, hopefully I put my head on straight.
Barely said hello or goodbye to my love.

I shouldn't complain.
Longer hours means more money.
It's hard not to trudge to this place.
40 to over 60 year old women, some of whom are bitter with how their life ended up.
20ish young adults who can't find better jobs, me included.

Just space out all day because trying to have any sort of conversation ends up with, "Well with me..."
Spouting off facts like they know everything.
Then a young 20 year old who takes part in every conversation.

Just remember it sometimes pays the bills.
Just remember it is temporary.
Just remember it is a stepping stone to something greater.

Sometimes you just have to stick it out.
It isn't a race.
Take your time.
You'll get to where you need to.
Good morning new day..
I arise early I pray..
I'm humbled and grateful..
Not too sure as to which tasks to tackle at first.

There's a hint of thirst..
The desire to get accomplished what was left undone yesterday.
Good morning again new day..
I'm reminded its still so early..
Don't know what will feel the worst.

Not getting done all the mind usually has rehearsed.
Or not getting something new done first.

Ok breakfast.. no nothing till lunch..
Maybe do a brunch.
when do I fit a workout in..
Best time about ten..a.m
Be sure to get your vitamins taken.

Anxious to get prepared for today's work.
Allergy flared up..
Showered and all cleaned up.
All kinds of task yelling for my attention..
Some for work, some about business.
And some for my own pleasure.
Twenty four hours is the length of measure.
Yet theres this sense of pressure.


No wonder I feel tired already..
It's only the beginning..
Yet so much is already awaiting..

Thanks for reading this lil dose of new day waiting..
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s.a.m copy right..2018
new day starting assignments pressure, needs, wants, must be dones today is the day.. procrastinations and the more.
Between the P's of Pressures and pleasures!
Krishnapriya Jun 25
First day on the job
I pray
The breeze smiles
Trees rustle
Shower benedictions
Upon me
All is well
Always will be
Walking to office and feeling the blessing of Mother Nature -- all will be well! :)
Stella Jun 19
The panicked heart
Is pushing the shoulder,
  pushing the elbow,
     pushing that hinged down wrist,

In hopes that one swift motion
Will untangle the word ribbon
In neat short lines on yellowed paper

Those wings that scratch and claw inside the little cage
Bleeding the walls
Will break free to fly and feed.

But Monday mornings I take great care
The wrist is nailed tightly on the cross
All the pistons are jammed in just the right way
Come Friday night the ribbon won’t untangle
And the bird will give up, sometime.
Chris Neilson Jun 17
they said I was aloof
I'm not cool or a fool
standoffish, maybe
dignified as a rule

never been called aloof before
I stood distantly accused
the job was scatalogical
senseless and confused

aloof with a golden tooth
in a toothless workplace
repetitive perpetual motion
I need my own space

withdrawn self preservation
wearing a cloak of invisibility
if only being aloof
was my only disability
I was called aloof in the workplace recently. I'm a performance poet so the workplace must be the problem, not me.
Gray Jun 15
Here i am again working at my uneventful office.
If I am here any longer i think i am going to be nauseous.

Just simply being here is extremely boring.
To prove that to you just listen to my coworker snoring.

I am literally tired all the dang time.
And to be honest I am barely making a dime.

I’ve been here so long I don’t even care anymore.
Do you think anyone would care if i just died right here on this carpeted floor?

Everyone around me is braindead and cruel.
Maybe i shouldn’t have dropped out of highschool.
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