the color you call blue..

Sometimes I complain about stuff that other people dream of.

you can write about your wars

the battles you've won or lost

you can sing about your highways

all the souvenirs you tossed

tell me all about sweet marie

how she left you all alone

how you wanted to end it all 

how the pain went to the bone

you can drop down to your knees

cry the whole night through

somewhere someone lays alone

from a wound cut clean an true

somewhere someone is bleedin

for the color you call blue

 

sing me about your bad times

sing me and make me cry

tell me about your lost plans

and every dream you watched die

sing me loud your misery

let the world know your pain

tell it how confused you are

how it feels alone in the rain

tell me how it feels my friend

sing me about the life that's you

somewhere someone is bleedin

for the color you call blue

 

tell me about every alley way

every wrong turn you've ever made

let people know how unfair life is

represent all the bruises laid

write a song of a river deep

about the mountains you have faced

tell me how helpless feels

when everything you love's erased

tell me about how hard you tried

but everything you tried went wrong

sing me all about your path

put every failure in your song

when you have screamed out every hurt

you have thrown out all that's true

somewhere someone's bleedin

for the color you call blue..

 

 

 

 

 

 

Reviews

[Sarah]

This is an amazing poem, and a wonderful read. (: It's interesting to think that the stuff we complain about or take for granted are the things that other people would die for. o= Definitely puts into perspective those people that complain /all/ the time (and I admitt, I'm guilty of this occasionally! XD) This was a rewarding read! ^___^

[Jessica]

This was amazing. I wish I could write this well! You use the words so well and it flows beautifully. Keep writing. ;]

[John A Common]

Just brilliant work. I was honestly moved by this. Great job.

[J.Black]

Holy crap, this touched me. Blue is much more than a color don't you agree? I think you are a brilliant writer. You have such an original style. It's wonderful.

[Fabian G. Franklin]

this was fabulously beautiful and poignant, honesty that cuts to the quick...simply amazing job on this, one of my favorites

[Deborah Leah Krempa]

A beautiful poem, which touches one soul deep. Thank you for sharing. Debileah

[casablancavic]

pretty cool, must be a song

[Silent Kim aka mizmetap..]

Interesting write, We feel so much of our own sorrow and pain and complain and fail to see when others are also hurting. sometimes the pain others are going through makes what's happen in your life trivial.

Inlightening work.

[poet2angels (lynda)]

oh my!!!!!
Now this is painting us a poem!!!
Brilliant!!!
I am so touched and speechless after reading this one...
SO much emotion, flawless rhyme....
Perfect!

Lynda

[Nancy Lee Shrader]

I will never see the color blue the same again. Great Entry


you can write about your wars
the battles you've won or lost
you can sing about your highways
all the souvenirs you tossed
tell me all about sweet marie
how she left you all alone
how you wanted to end it all
how the pain went to the bone
you can drop down to your knees
cry the whole night through
somewhere someone lays alone
from a wound cut clean an true
somewhere someone is bleedin
for the color you call blue

[Angel Baby]

Definitely puts a perspective on life, and the things we all complain about. Sure made me change my way of thinking....a BIG wake up call. Thanks!