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Poems written at times of spontaneous inspiration…

We Created Life II

15 Monday Dec 2025

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It came as a surprise even though it was not
the weather at this time was rather cold not hot
in the absence of sleep we had to rush
a false alarm but again it happened in a flash

Let alone the fact we expected this a bit later
life made its arrangements to come a little earlier
one of those moments you are out of control
there is no going back or even trying to stop

It’s the end of the year and made it through
no time now to lose by playing the fool
it should have been today yet no complains aside
and once again it feels we indeed created life

May all surprises like this one have a happy ending
making you forget all the time worth spending
as there is life now to make it keep on going
the journey is tough but definitely worth knowing

Sweet Floyd
15.12.2025

Coming Soon

27 Thursday Nov 2025

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The schedule is quite busy
as always things are not really easy
they take time to be completed
and by then energy is depleted

I have been complaining for years
once again I have to face my fears
he’s coming soon to shake things up
a welcome surprise to bring up

Let’s see what the future will hold
hope not all things I ‘ve been told
ready to put the keys on the ignition
excited – for my only guide is my intuition

Sweet Floyd
27.11.2025

The Fear of Something New

31 Friday Oct 2025

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The plan has been made
everything has been thought of
all scenarios well played
almost nothing to be afraid of

Yet the actions have been delayed
the starting point is taking too long
it’s not a matter of being afraid
sense of commitment is not that strong

The principle is to start and fail fast
the lessons learned will get you there
the failure will be a thing of the past
in addition to the above you have to dare

Sweet Floyd
31.10.2025

Number Bias

17 Wednesday Sep 2025

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There is a dilemma in my mind
the answer is really not so hard to find
but the numbers lead me otherwise
the choice will show it’s not so wise

So there’s now this moving confict inside
wait or go with the numbers to decide
my instinct says to follow them blindly
they always get me somewhere nicely

Why does it have to be this way?
Why does money have to be in the way?
which priority should be set highest?
should I follow them or am I just biased?

There’s one more think to consider
which just might serve as the trigger
the outcome does not worth so much wait
the numbers are there, my choice to make

Sweet Floyd
17.09.2025

Digital Arena

26 Tuesday Aug 2025

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You are a creator
a content creator
do you really create content?
or just reproducing content?
so is it creator or just curator?

Young man goals
and it shows
no strategy no purpose
old man thinks “circus”
exist on opposite poles

both may be right
each one’s insight
young man going with the times
the old one watches and cries
generations fight

a mouse on the mill
how does it feel ?
being in a never ending drift
creators eventually do shift
to another bigger mill

Sweet Floyd

26.08.2025

Legends Do Die

22 Tuesday Jul 2025

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A legend may be dead but it isn’t really so
the shock of losing someone you don’t even know
he will live on and on through the music he shared
the entire world says goodbye to the one who dared

It really hits you when a legend dies I don’t know why
I guess it’s the realization that indeed legends do die
they mark the end of an era and they may rest in peace
but through their music they will forever give you bliss

A legend that admittedly is not a good example of a man
has managed through music to make almost everyone a fan
the entire world feels sorry and thankful at the same time
for the craziness and music that he’s given them through his life

It feels weird to feel the need to say a last goodbye to someone never met
yet that someone is a legend that his voice still reminds you how you felt
when you were a teenager, young or old in a state of madness or feeling void
his lyrics and music kept you sane and held you back from getting too paranoid

Back to the Beginning, Rest in Peace Legend!

Sweet Floyd
22.07.2025

Show

29 Sunday Jun 2025

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Showtime!
feels like going beyond the line
I have set in this lifetime of mine
as if I was doing this for the first time

Felt great!
went better than expected in a way
left me happy without anything to say
in a “I should do this more often” state

On it!
seems that I will do this for some more
and it’s not that I haven’t done it before
but I never got to the point that I own it

Sweet Floyd
29.06.2025

The Music in my Soul

28 Wednesday May 2025

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There are voices inside my head
but I never really listen to them
I tend to turn the other way instead
unless they whistle to me a music gem

Some people call this inspiration
and there will always be more
it’s just a form of beautiful creation
especially if never been heard before

The voices are the inspiration’s spark
they keep telling you things until you act
and when you get them out of the dark
they become a form of magnificent art

So much beautiful music out there
a lifetime is not enough to listen to it all
maybe it’s time to get back to where
I should let out the music in my soul

Let out the voices… The Music in my Soul

Sweet Floyd
28.05.2025

Troubled

27 Sunday Apr 2025

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The world is a marketplace
only those with money win
sometimes is about face
going opposite rather than begin

There’s the AI threatening too
it’s open to the people to use
there’s nothing however to do
troubled about the future cues

The ups and downs of routine
we created new life to begin
collecting all our pieces back in
there is still some hope within

Sweet Floyd
27.04.2025

The Last Walk XIII – Enstranged

31 Monday Mar 2025

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There was an awkward silence that day
“the calm before the storm” as they say
everything seemed to be unusually smooth
I should ‘ve known that was far from the truth

So it’s been thirteen years since that day
and I ‘ve never forgotten what we did say
we just need to start and adapt along the way
there is no time to be perfect to branch away

Today I had the feeling everyone was enstranged
the pain has been washed away yet nothing changed
a phone started ringing and broke the thin ice
and people seemed a bit off yet still being nice

Then in my mind I went back again to that day
and the memories rolled in right in the usual replay
the walk we had and everything we did say
the last walk, the plans, the strong will to play

I never thought that memory would turn gray
even so though the will remains strong to this day
and apart from not doing much towards the plan
a restart is pending for me alone to see if I can

P.S. There’s someone I would like you to meet
as last year was not possible to join us in the pit
I would not like it if we all met and felt enstranged
silly thought, I miss you, nothing and all has changed

…since that last walk that day!

Sweet Floyd
31.03.2025