I “Can”

I “can” write another time,

I “will” write another rhyme.

I “can”, I “must”, it will be divine,

just watch I’ll do it one more time…

By Poetic Scoundrel

Turbulent World

Turulent world and turbulent times,

for this is why I write my rhymes.

So many choices, so many signs,

yet often trapped in life’s structured binds.

What choices, what’s next, what do I choose,

to ensure the wins and never lose.

To walk or cruise in paying dues,

turning every can’t into can dos.

By Poetic Scoundrel

Dream

Tell me your dream I’ll listen, I’ll hang on every word.

no matter how absurd.

For a dream can become reality,

but first it must be heard.

By Poetic Scoundrel