blues
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If I can’t hold you closely, I’ll embrace no one else.
I don’t ever want to feel the heartbeat of another girl.
How I wish you could hear the pounding of my heart.
The first time Olia broke up with me, I felt as if my life was over.
I thought love had ended for her and me, but good fortune was on my side.
After about two years had passed, she tried to rekindle our love.
Blues about clues about moos with nothing but a scene of touch and the sixth sense of the sensation.
Leave a message of a whispered dream, an afterthought
In the drawer we use to exchange hellos and forget-me-nots.
Newer times found me just as disdained as I found them
Mood indigo farewell blues, I'm in love with my sadness
Just as much as I'm in love with you
When you’re stuck at the bottom of the sea
No one can hear you shout
No one can hear you Plea
It’s too deep to pull you out
Many people try
You were mine only for a short time
I’m so depressed because I lost you
It seems that there’s no future for me
The love of yesterday may never return,
But I’m still hoping to see you again
Why do I have the blues?
It’s because I still love her
I met her in high school
She was a clever player
I knew she didn’t love me,
But I played along with her games
Although she was using me,
Tonight I feel very lonely and frustrated
She broke her solemn vows and went away
And my shattered heart can’t be mended
I'll see another dawn without my baby
.
When did our promising love begin?
I first kissed your lips many moons ago
Age hasn’t changed my love for you
The moments we shared were like no other
Your happy mood amazed your mom
.
I must escape from this blue mood somehow
I’ve searched for love all over the country
Why can’t I find a stable love of my own?
Sadness fills my heart and it makes me cry
If other persons can find the love they want,
I need the powerful energy of the sun to stay alive,
And I need fresh water from the rain to drink,
But I don’t need the sun and the rain as I need you.
.
A dreamer stole your heart a year ago.
You told me goodbye and ran off with him.
But I know that in time he will leave you.
And you will surely regret your decision.
.
A month ago she cursed me and walked out the door,
Yet it feels as if she’s been gone for many years.
Now that our relationship is over, I love her more.
And thinking about her brings me so much pain.
Love will not change,
Feeling alone like the wind,
Wasting away my future,
Pining for love,
A lost love I can’t reclaim,
Unable to break the promise I’ve made.
Sounds like boredom,
The painful recollection of losing you has severely disheartened me.
Time can never take away the record of your love from my mind.
Other women have given me the opportunity to love them.
The walls of my bedroom reflect my sadness.
Who painted them blue, I wonder?
They just stand here with nothing to do.
I am alone with these four walls every night.
I kneel down and pray to the Lord.
Young teen in the streets, looking for love on empty.
Mother's love wasn't enough so she had to leave.
Then she met you, bright eyed beauty.
Never knew she was special
Late night convos, a late night session
Can I be?
Could you stay?
Do I deserve?
Should you help?
I could try.
You could too.
Morning sky,
Less blue than you.
I was driving round yesterday just after four
Drove past an old blind man feeding the poor
I followed that blind man all around town
Roses are red.
Grasses are green.
Doves are white.
Sunflowers are yellow.
Oranges are orange.
Eggplants are violet.
Jeans are indigo.
The world is blue.
Sonia E Rodriguez
Creative adaptation
Sonny’s blues story to poem
Nobody
The blues began to play
This morning I caught the blues.I stood on the edge of the spoon with nowhere to go.I tied my shoes and searched for my muse.There she sat, distance postponing an ooze of stew.With the end of the ladle short.
Not a cloud in the sky
Thunderstorms in my mind
I was thinking how they say love is blind
'Cause she was a dime. Wanted her to be mine.
But I'm just to average
So she took advantage
Whenever I feel depressed,
you may have guessed,
I listen to music.
The beat lifts my spirit
whenever my ears are near it,
and the lyrics I connect with,
though that could be a myth.
I've got blues
Them ole crazy blues
Them ole crazy blues won't leave me alone
I've sat here and I've cried
I've sat here and I've moaned
If it wasn't for my man I wouldn't have these blues
& the time begins when I start missing you.
It really can't be a crime.
We're just friends anyway.
I applaud you for obtaining
a love interest other than me.
The man walked across the street and picked up a can out of a recycling bin. He placed the can in a plastic bag in his shopping cart. It was dark out. He had a long white beard.
To a Lavender named Lucy
Oh my pretty, fresh, young yet lovely and precious
Lavender
I have no creativity as thee
To write in papers of colour
Some days I feel like
My mouth is a harmonica
Playing the blues
Playing the blues
Some days I feel like
I'm sitting in detention
Or a
Jail cell playing the blues
Too short a time
to get to know you
Falling falling
I kept on
Falling
So different yet so the same
We could have sailed the world together
You'd be the captain
and I your first mate
The world has left me to be lonely
As if I am the one and only
I need to find a way back into reality
I flunked out of that strict school
Now I am on the road like a fool
I started just like any other
clean and pure and a heart that was whole
Innocence started to fleet
learned to walk on my own two feet
Ripples of sonic waves, stimulates creative water
Flowing from the crevices of social interaction, the wind russtles uncertain thoughts
We were not born fake
Our cries were real
So real like that pain we feel
the purity of our souls were turned inside out
dried right up like a bad droubt
who are we trying to impress?
With a Godly breathe
he inhales the heavy, yet
hollow whispers of the night
siphoning the miniscule remnants of assurance
loosely woven, each with its own cynical thread
Sleeping in can have its Pro's or like friends, it can be a foe. Having nothing to do can be gruesome. No friends to hang out with, no boyfriend to call, no side-kick to hang out with at the mall.
