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! ^___^

[Ladysue]

Wow Rain, though not what I was expecting, I really liked this. It read smoothly. we all display our own perspective on things, and what I took from this is that yes, we all bleed and tell our stories, but in some way we may need to hear them from others as it may validate and make us feel not so alone. Not sure if that is what you were thinking. Yes, it could sound like we are all feeling sorry for ourselves and sometimes we do. No matter, this piece gave what I need it from it and gave me a bit of a chuckle too at our own color we call blue. I loved it.

[Brett Campaigne]

the repeated line is hard hitting, packing alot of innovative and emotional punch into those two lines, though much of the setup that leads into this is very cliche.

[Imperfection]

Excellent rhyme and structure. But more than that, I was impressed with the content in here.

We do have this tendency to think that what matters for us must matter for everyone else. And what we consider trivial must be rubbished off by them as well.

There are different kinds of pain in this world. And we must learn to listen to those who are suffering.
But we don't.
At least I don't. Most of the time, I don't.

That's why I liked this poem. It made me think.
A very meaningful piece of writing.
Thank you so much for sharing.

[Chiquita]

I have read the other reviews. It seems that different folks glean different things from it. I get a feeling of "It is time to get off my a*s and stop feeling sorry for myself." There is true feeling in this. In the space that I am in right now, I am overwhelmed with a sense of, "Stop whining! Everybody has something to hurt over. Pain is part of life. Don't let it stop you from living. Go find something that will make you smile and make you happy, if only for a moment."

I have been sad for a long while now and I am ready to get over it. I want to have one last ice cream sundae and then start a new day.

I have no idea if I have grasped where you were going with this but it has touched me in a unique way today. Your writing is usually so raw and straight forward. This piece seems somewhat cloaked to me. It can be many things to many different people, as evidenced by the varied reviews. All of the reviews were positive in nature but everyone seemed to see it with their own slant on it. I myself could not see where it was coming from for you. I can usually see your heart very clearly in your work. Today you leave me guessing. I hope you are well, my friend.

[Dezaraye]

This is such a validating piece, Ray. It gives the reader permission to think and to feel ... not just what they "should" think or feel, but what they are feeling at any given moment. I love it!

[Jayne Ann Saporito]

This is beautiful, Rain, and reads like a song. It would be a MEGA hit song! Absolutely LOVE it!
The words, feelings, color of blue, it all falls into place perfectly.

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aw what a great poem! I really like this. Good write!

[~Haute*Cocoa~]

I absolutely LOVE this- especially since I've been feeling the blues lately. You've beautifully personified the most abstract pains and the verse is wonderful. I could definitely see this as a song, too (I'm sure that's not how you meant it, but it would work that way too.) Nice job!

[An Ordinary Woman]

Aw Rain, this is really something else. A definite favorite.

Something in it makes me feel all emotional and want to hug you. This one, I think, is the best ever ...

[Carole]

This is phenomenal Rain and so darned true. This is one of the BEST I have read in a long time and going straight into my favorites! It hits to the core...What do any of us have to worry about? We can be so selfish and self centered... Thank you!