Hard

What holds me and tries to stop me

Must be behind my back.

I cannot see your face

And fight You

With all my wisdom.

Compassion and kindness,

Fairness and sympathy are my code of ethics

To slalom in life away.

Hard to please, hard to self affirm,

Hard to smile meanwhile.

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Bright Friday

The grey sky is only a cover

Of a day with no written plot

And no established ending.

A coffee, a cookie, a smile

Recharge and push towards the first step

Of the adventure sitting on top of these stairs

And the ideas of writing a book,

Applying to advanced jobs,

And Change lifestyle from today

Materialize and become family.

Home prize

The arrival home
Is a proper for the intense day
As the boiling stew expects
a smile and a daily achievement.
The day closes sweet and homey
After hours in the artificial world
That takes your breath away.

Work rainbow

I draw delicately my borders
And guard them with criticism
the whole day in the lab.
I paint the intruders
of the colours of support and good attitude
While their footprints contaminate and enrich
The working space or me.

Smile alone

The bitter taste of a laugh
When nobody is happy
Leaves a scar and a hope.
Your happy engine is on
And nothing can stop
its noisy dusty cylinders.

Smile mask

Your Chin is up and Your decisions conscientious
When everyday you try your best
And push your boundary
Using the recurrent challenges of everyday.
They told you s smile on the face
Makes you pretty
And helps you get along.
Competences and reliabilities
Are your companions
Yet they stop at the smile
And transform their superficial assumption
Into a belief.
Superficial attitude is what you give them
To stroll through the day
And now realize this masks you
And your serious approach to life.
Not just a smile.