30 Sunday May 2021
Posted in Spontaneous Poetry
Simply adding more and more
there’s no such thing “I ‘ll do it all”
unless you find ways to be helped
eventually you will be wrecked
You ‘ve been there before I know
but this is an excuse to not let go
clear you head and think again
you don’t want all of them to end
Constantly under pressure is really bad
before you move on take a step back
think ahead for a while and decide
is this how you want to move on in life?
Sweet Floyd
30.05.2021
30 Friday Apr 2021
Posted in Spontaneous Poetry
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She’s leaving and I can’t ask her to stay
I have no other choice and I ‘m going astray
while my life is a mess and great at the same time
I ‘d love her to stay and be my partner in crime
The romantic side of me certainly won’t be enough
and I ‘d push her away by pretending to be tough
I guess there’s no other way than saying it out loud
and hoping for a reaction that we can work this out
Of all the girls around that I could have chosen by now
none of them inspires me so much like she does somehow
would I be too selfish if I would ask her to stay
I have no other choice, I ‘m really going astray
Sweet Floyd
30.04.2021
31 Wednesday Mar 2021
Posted in Spontaneous Poetry
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commemoration, feelings, last walk, life, memories, memory, personal, starting again, xen
The memory remains inside my mind
a heavy day for the soul to get by
now that the number has turned nine
I was late yet I managed to pass by
The walk we took that day in the afternoon
it will never fade at least not anytime soon
there is progress in what we talked through
however minor which makes me feel blue
With all the things piling up to be done
I wonder if I ‘ll manage or just give up
this doubt wasn’t there during the last walk
but the exact opposite: way up above and more
Sweet Floyd
31.03.2021
21 Sunday Feb 2021
Posted in Spontaneous Poetry
Reality is changing for each and every one of us
our minds are replacing it with digital counterparts
until we reach the point where reality has taken the shift
and is nothing more than just a context for the body to exist
People are getting lonely and they show that every day
all the time on their phones, mostly trying to convey
themselves on social media and platforms of their choice
avoiding to physically interact with anyone, pretending to rejoice
There is no balance in all of this and no one seems to care
absorbed on shiny touch screens, sometimes all they do is stare
lost in their minds with the idea of an effortless success
a false perception put in their heads, that only causes stress
The plan is that there is no plan and people are getting by
one after the other, these digital worlds, promote the same lie
and people are buying it because they think they are in control
just because they have the power to endlessly perform a scroll
What is normal from now on?
Sweet Floyd
21.02.2021
31 Sunday Jan 2021
Posted in Spontaneous Poetry
What the past year has reminded us, is that nothing is for certain
nothing is forever and nothing great happens without a burden
Yet here we are, planning ahead at the beginning of, and like every year
new things to start, new things to buy but with the same lack of fear
It’s been a while since you last tried to make a change for the better
you have managed to succeed in other areas but still didn’t get her
Back at the beginning, back at starting small, back at craving for more
you are now more experienced though and more confident than before
Change is a constant, moreover you now know that, alone can’t get you far
a new beginning will put you closer to failure if you stay the same you are
The only plan you should have in mind when new beginning(s) are setting in
is how you set yourself free, if you do not have time to spend on it to complete
Sweet Floyd
31.01.2021
30 Thursday Apr 2020
Posted in Spontaneous Poetry
Always tired
always on the run
always positive
always fun
Sometimes grumpy
sometimes mad
sometimes crazy
sometimes bad
Seldom a bitch
seldom a shade
seldom not cool
seldom to break
Always welcome
Seldom to stay
Sometimes here
Always far away
Sweet Floyd
30.04.2020
31 Tuesday Mar 2020
Posted in Spontaneous Poetry
Worldwide crisis, caused by rapidly spreading human virus
I haven’t forgotten though, why am I feeling so righteous?
There’s a bee in the bush in front of me while at the place
in the midst of the ceremony I can’t follow at the priest’s pace
This day, eight years ago, I remember having our very last walk
cannot believe how fast time has passed, how life changed us all
That last walk that we felt so full with what we talked about
still can’t believe how things since then have turned around
And yet a song comes these days into my mind
still wondering though, is it wrong or right,
to publicly share it online?
Sweet Floyd
31.03.2020
19 Thursday Sep 2019
Posted in Spontaneous Poetry
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busy times, changes, fun times, hard times, life, palindrome date
The date is a palindrome together with the time
the detail in seconds the number is a nine
fun to play with these games of the mind
it is also a reality and fun facts of date and time
Life is a miracle but also a complex knot
I am having fun these days even though I got work
isn’t it always the case of having to do a lot
I should make life simple though from now on
Deadline is coming up and another after that
I ‘m looking to find someone with music in the heart
who’s rather to be happy than miserably sad
why am I thinking like that, I have a deadline coming up
Fun times, busy times and hard times as well
a year ago no one could have even guessed and tell
Oh well!
Sweet Floyd
19.09.2019
16 Friday Aug 2019
Posted in Spontaneous Poetry
It’s been years since you last seen them
It’s been years you ‘ve been listening to them
and now you are watching them live
and it’s just better than the last time
And you think of all the years that have passed
you realize that only yet you have to understand
that life has gone by and you are still alive
and music has been your only way to escape time
Last night in Vienna was amazing you will remember
not because you ‘ve listened to the same old songs
but for a moment you went back in time and saw
your younger self not being able to think of this at all
And yet, you are here still in the same mood
when listening to them, is getting to you for good
music does this to you and you feel younger in time
more experienced and still, music makes you feel alive
Sweet Floyd
16.08.2019
25 Thursday Jul 2019
Posted in Spontaneous Poetry
It has to be done
the question is
when?
Perhaps start right now
and if not now
when?
Some time later I presume
when things will be over
exactly, when?
Last moment awaits
will you be ready
when?
No sleep till dawn
hopefully you will learn
when?
Sweet Floyd
25.07.2019
Flirting with the Arts 