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- Seb Grynko
By: Seb Grynko
Tags: Poem, Words, Lyrics, Poetry, Poems On Medium

When it comes to the mind You have to be kind Don’t worry, you won’t be left behind Close your eyes, you won’t be blind
I’m Not Them
By: Matt Gray
Tags: Autobiographical, Poetry On Medium, Lyrics, Poetic Lyricism, Verse Poetry

They say I’m wastin’ time with you, my dear

They think they’ve got you pegged, it’s so clear

You leavin’ me is the last thing I fear

’Cause I’m not them and neither are you

I know the ins and outs of all that you are

You’re my rock, my foundation, my shining star

You let me drive around town in our nicer car

’Cause I’m not them and neither are you

I know you better than I know myself

When we met, it was a good surprise

We may not always get along

Of some things, I’m wrong

But there’s truth in those crystal blue eyes

They say there’s time to leave you in the lurch

But we said our vows in a little white church

And I know I don’t have to go out and search

’Cause I’m not them and neither are you

October 18, 2020
A Rap Connoisseur’s Favourite Poetic Rap Lyrics Explained
By: Aymes Sarah
Tags: Hip Hop, Music, Rap, Lyrics, Poetry

Aesop Rock, Daylight

I got a friend of polar nature, and it’s all peace

You and I seek similar stars but can’t sit at the same feast

Metal Captain, this cat is askin’ if I’ve seen his bit of lost passion

I told him: “Yeah,” but only when I pedaled past him

Aesop Rock is another Rhymesayer artist. His lyrics are incredible but it is also essential to read them and decipher them as you would a poem. Many of his lyrics are deep metaphors. I still don't understand many of his lyrics, despite being a fan of his for many years.

This song is my favorite of Aesop’s. If you get a chance, you should definitely listen to this song and read the lyrics: They will blow your mind. This song is a combination of thoughts Aesop has about his life.

In this passage, he is talking about a friend who is very different from him. Although they have the same goals, they can’t seem to collaborate professionally. There is a great level of respect between them even if they can’t work together.

Some people believe “metal cat” is a reference to the amazing MF Doom, another wordsmith rapper who performs while wearing a metal cat mask.

The last line was my favorite in this song. He has been asked by his friend if he ever has regrets in his life and he replies that he only regrets his mistakes when he goes back to the past and reflects on them. This is my interpretation, but other fans may have a different view.

Either way, Aesop Rock never ceases to amaze me.
Country Girl
By: Matt Gray
Tags: Writing, Lyrical Verse, Country Girls, Lyrics, Country Songs

She’ll have bright eyes

And highlighted hair

That girl will be kind

And will treat me fair

I like a good ol’ gal

Who likes to have fun

She’ll be my best pal

But she’ll be the one

Who’ll go out on the dance floor

With her girlfriends in the bar

In public she’ll be a sweetheart

At home she’ll be my superstar

I’ll take her anywhere for kicks

Even a carnival tilt a whirl

With a goofy grin on her face

Oh, but she’s gotta be a country girl

Yeah she’s gotta be a country girl

She’ll love her horses

At her Daddy’s farm

When we’re on the town

She’ll always take my arm

She’ll be sentimental

And share her fond memories

Of all the good times she’s had

With the sisters from her sorority

She’ll head out on the dance floor

All eyes’ll be on her from the bar

Everywhere she’ll be a sweetheart

And she’ll be my superstar

I’ll take her anywhere for kicks

Even the Boardwalk tilt a whirl

With a goofy grin on her face

Oh, but she’s gotta be a country girl

Yeah she’s gotta be a country girl

Wearin’ those high rise jeans

And loves her broken in boots

She’s good friends with Mama

And she’s proud of her roots

Family’s important to her

And her friends are too

She’s obsessed with Leann Rimes

And her favorite song is “Blue”

She’ll out drink me at the bar

And she might be a pool shark

Everywhere she’ll be a sweetheart

But she won’t be a walk in the park

I’ll take her anywhere for kicks

Even a State Fair tilt a whirl

She’ll have a goofy grin on her face

Oh, but she’s gotta be a country girl

Yeah she’s gotta be a country girl
gospel of sadness.
Tags: Poems And Stories, Poem, Music, Lyrics, Poetry

the soprano clouds screech,

while covering the sun as a blanket,

the sky losing life,

turning gray,

the rains holding the eulogy,

tears of agony placed in alto,

to carry the melody of ruin,

while the corrupt pray.
Clear as Mud
By: Matt Gray
Tags: Songwriting, Regrets, Infidelity, Lyrics, Country Songs

She promised she’d love me

Til we were old and gray

And I vowed my honesty

I said I’d never stray

But I had to tell her

I couldn’t lie to her eyes

I said I have a weakness for

Tryin’ women on for size

Now my life’s as clear as mud

My heart’s cold and numb

I’m ashamed and drinkin’ shots

Cause I’m so stubborn & dumb

I hurt the girl I married

For a girl who wanted an older man

Yeah, my life’s as clear as mud

‘Cause I slept with a devoted fan

I couldn’t say what we did

I couldn’t say who she was

When she asked why I did it

All I could say was “because..”

I couldn’t give her a reason

I couldn’t tell her why

I couldn’t feel anything

Even though she said goodbye

Now my life’s as clear as mud

My heart’s cold and numb

I’m ashamed and drinkin’ shots

Cause I’m so stubborn & dumb

I hurt the girl I married

For a girl who wanted an older man

Yeah, my life’s as clear as mud

‘Cause I slept with a devoted fan

I remember wanting a lasting love

An example for our children

But I’ve fell from grace early

I committed a cardinal sin

I’m payin’ the price for dishonor

Feelin’ like a little boy in a red hood

I fell for a wolf in women’s clothing

And I’m not doin’ so good

Now my life’s as clear as mud

My heart’s cold and numb

I’m ashamed and drinkin’ shots

Cause I’m so stubborn & dumb

I hurt the girl I made my wife

For one who wanted an older man

Yeah, my life’s as clear as mud

‘Cause I slept with a devoted fan

Yeah, my life’s as clear as mud

‘Cause I slept with a devoted fan
Non-Spiteful Song
By: Matt Gray
Tags: Writing, Poetry On Medium, Lost Love, Heartbreak, Lyrics

We got along

Or so I thought

It was your lies

That I bought

You said you loved

Me and me alone

But now you can’t

Answer your phone

I wish

I wish

I wish

I wish

I wish I could write you

A Non-Spiteful Song

But I can’t

I hated your guts

You told your friends

That I’m a putz

And I have the crabs

they came from you

Buy they only see

Your point of view

I wish

I wish

I wish

I wish

I wish I could write you

A Non-Spiteful Song

I want to say I still love you

I want to say I still care

That would be true except

You’re neither here nor there

‘Cause they called me today

And you’re forever gone

But I’m crying no tears

‘Cause what we had was wrong

You are

You are

You are

You are

You are where you forever

and ever and ever belong

And I’ll never write for you

A Non-Spiteful Song

No, I won’t ever write for you

A Non-Spiteful Song
Most Misunderstood Song of All Time?
By: Will Russell
Tags: Politics, Music, Life Lessons, Lyrics, Life

Most Misunderstood Song of All Time?

It’s a strange time of year. A time when some people who probably ordinarily don’t listen to rock and roll music or blues music and definitely don’t dance in public to it, clamber onto stages, bars and flatbed trucks with certain songs blasting out of speakers. The intention of this bizarre ritual is to make other people dig them.

No song suffers this fate more than Bruce Springsteen’s Born in the U.S.A. The chorus of which leads the cursory listener to fail to realise that the song is about the return of Vietnam veterans to America and the negative treatment that they received upon their return.

The protagonist is an alienated figure who was most likely originally drafted to prevent a custodial sentence —

Got in a little hometown jam

So they put a rifle in my hand

Sent me off to a foreign land

To go and kill the yellow man

Upon his return, he discovers he cannot get his old job back —

Come back home to the refinery

Hiring man said “son if it was up to me”

Went down to see my V.A. man

He said “son, don’t you understand”

The V.A. man represents the Veterans Affairs Department which was responsible for providing federal benefits to veterans. Reading between the lines, the V.A. man is telling the main protagonist that veterans are been discriminated against in the workplace.

The main protagonist also lost his brother to the war —

I had a brother at Khe Sanh fighting off the Viet Cong

They’re still there, he’s all gone

He had a woman he loved in Saigon

I got a picture of him in her arms now

The protagonist is also lost —

Down in the shadow of the penitentiary

Out by the gas fires of the refinery

I’m ten years burning down the road

Nowhere to run ain’t got nowhere to go

But yet the chorus is what most people dig —

Born in the U.S.A

I was born in the U.S.A

I was born in the U.S.A

I was born in the U.S.A

— not thinking it is more likely a cry for lost identity or a sarcastic leer rather than a patriotic flag waving chant.

Speaking to Kurt Loder of Rolling Stone in 1984, Springsteen said about the song —
Behind Those Private Doors
By: Ash Sawyer
Tags: Songwriting, Songs, Amateur Writing, Song Lyrics, Lyrics

[Verse 1]

Caught in your web

I couldn’t get out

Hurt by your lies

Mind wrecked with doubt

I took you in

You took me down

Said it was us against the world

‘Til you burned me to the ground

[Chorus]

You said that I was everything

That we could become anything

But behind those private doors

What we had wasn’t “living”

You could’ve stopped anytime

Reset the clock, unwind

That thing that you call “love”

Destroyed my fragile mind

[Verse 2]

Now I’m lying on the floor

Surrounded by our memories

What you did before

The ultimate treachery

I thought you were the one

My angel in disguise

But these rose-tinted glasses

Hid the devilish glint in your eyes

[Chorus]

You said that I was everything

That we could become anything

But behind those private doors

What we had wasn’t “living”

You could’ve stopped anytime

Reset the clock, unwind

That thing that you call “love”

Destroyed my fragile mind

[Verse 3]

You broke me down to nothing

A shell of my former self

Made sure to ruin me

A plaything on your shelf

A doll with eyes sewn shut

A mouth that couldn’t speak

Hollow with a beating heart

But I’m no longer weak

[Chorus]

You said that I was everything

That we could become anything

But behind those private doors

What we had wasn’t “living”

You could’ve stopped anytime

Reset the clock, unwind

That thing that you call “love”

Destroyed my fragile mind
The Lost Bee…
By: Mahnoor Chaudhry
Tags: Poetry On Medium, Self Improvement, Lyrics, Poetry, Poems On Medium

The Lost Bee…

The lost bee

Hilarious and promising

Towards every moment of vitality

Living generously

Comforting beings with the help

And enthusiasms

Flying with her little wings

To explore the world

To feel the refinement of the kingdom

A cutie pie, the lost bee

Full of positivity

And endurance

Living the apex of life

Trying to heal all

Spreading its compassion

To the creature

But then, unfortunately

She excavated

Some brittle truths that,

Many of us are not the same

As they seem like

The pretty faces have a devil’s self

She gets afraid,

From the terror

Everywhere in encircling

Then she encloses herself

In her cottage, in a flower

And, bee lost her wings somewhere

And lost herself too,

The lost bee needs her wings back to fly.
Power
By: Josh Bills
Tags: Poem, Ecstasy, Anarchism, Lyrics, Power

Power

Ecstasy Cover Art

No one is going to rule me

No one is going to control me

Bring me all your force

Bring me all your strength

You’ve got no power

No authority

You’ve got no power

No influence on me

No one is going to change me

No one is going to alter me

Wither in all your pain

Fade in all your grief

You’ve got no power

No authority

You’ve got no power

No influence on me

You’ve got no power

No authority

You’ve got no power

No influence on me

Go
But Now I’m Aquainted.. (Lyrical)
By: Sincerely Seven
Tags: Inspiration, Lyrics, Poetry, Love, Lyrical Storytelling

I know I say a lot of things that's wrong to you,

But if you looked a little deeper you'd see the truth.

That when I'm around you, I can't control myself,

I said when I'm around you, i lose myself.

It's like I lose all the oxygen inside my head,

My heart starts beating, but I'm not dead.

I feel all this love and it's hard to contain,

I mean I know you're not someone that's easy to tame.

But I see your heart, I feel it beat.

I just wanna let you know I can take the heat.

I know you've had enough, it's not just being scared,

But fuck my heart keeps pouring and it's all bare.

Now I know you're not stupid you don't want a repeat,

But at least give it a try , and take a seat.

I'm not kidding when I say I get stupid around you,

Because this shit gets too deep,

And makes me all vulnerable.

I'm not used to these feelings,

In fact I hate it,

Told myself I'd never fall in love,

But now I'm acquainted.
Almost Broken (lyrical)
By: Sincerely Seven
Tags: Inspiration, Heartbreak, Lyrics, Poetry, Love

Almost Broken (lyrical)

If you want, I can keep going too.

This shit runs in mind like a nail or two.

Its like running on a treadmill mentally,

And my brains going to burn out helplessly.

I know you’re trying to encourage me,

Because maybe you think I’m ready,

I got lost in some realm of hope

Being pushed to a wall, nothing seems steady.

It never ends with me, it just keeps going.

It never ends you see? Almost broken.
Everybody runs game
Tags: Hip Hop, Life Lessons, Rap, Kevin Gates, Lyrics

“Everybody runs game just peep it and do not try to let them game you” .Kevin gates lyrics

Key message

You will encounter a lot of people in life who will try to play games to get things out of you just be aware and stop them from trying to trick you through various mind games.
Stretch Your Mind
By: Morten Jensen
Tags: Writing, Poem, Relationships, Lyrics, Growth

My mind has been stretched in so many directions

By surviving your truth and all your rejections

I can now see what’s in all our reflections

As we’ve torn down the walls to our deepest connections

What you said was hurtful, but I love you all the same

I know that you are right and that this is not a game

My mind has been opened to reflect modern day

It really doesn’t matter what they do or what they say

This is what we’ve got, and we will choose where we lay

Life is so much simpler when we’re not in our own way

What they said was hurtful, but I love them all the same

I know that I am right and that this is not a game

My heart has been blessed to make room for so much more

I’ve surely changed because I feel it in my core

High above the clouds I am free, and I will soar

No overspill, just so much more I can adore

What I said was painful, but I love you all the same

I know that we are right and that this is not a game

My heart has been touched by your tough armoured soul

You gave me what I needed, and I am now whole

Returning the favour is my committed goal

Allowing us both to complete our roles

What was said was painful, but I love you all the same

I know that all is right and that this is not a game
7 Songs That Make the World Feel Less Like a Trash Fire
By: Megan Seling
Tags: Music, Mental Health, Songs, Inspiration, Lyrics

4. Laura Jane Grace, “Old Friend (Stay Alive)” (2020)

This year has been full of surprises, most of them terrible! But on October 1, Against Me!’s Laura Jane Grace dropped a surprise solo record, Stay Alive, which she wrote while pushing through days, weeks, and months of isolation. Many of the songs are stark — with a few electro-laced exceptions, it’s just Grace, her acoustic guitar, and expert production from Steve Albini — but isn’t that a fitting snapshot of what this summer has been for so many of us? Our anxiety is only occasionally interrupted by daydreams of traveling to faraway places or one or two-person dance parties when we can muster the energy.

While opening track “The Swimming Pool Song” wisely reminds us that “This only feels like the death of everything,” it’s the last song, “Old Friend (Stay Alive)” that really hits home. It is, without fanfare or flourish, Grace’s reminder (to herself, too, no doubt) to just keep going, no matter how hopeless, hollow or weary you may feel.

The Lyric to Tattoo Onto Your Brain: “Fight against the hopelessness / Keep rising up until the pain is gone.”
Complacent Mind
By: Josh Bills
Tags: Poem, Ecstasy, Complacency, Mind, Lyrics

Complacent Mind

Ecstasy Cover Art

Lost again, look outside the city limits

Bound again, stopped by the architect

Sold out, left to be derelict

Formed by religion they’re all lies

See the spoilt cry when being rejected

See the loyalty die when we’re expected

I’ve sold my, I fold my last disgrace

Lies told and I fault it’s my mistake

I don’t remember a time when all was well

I don’t remember a time when all was well

Leave the place of mind, silent confession

Scream and fight resigned, lost my question

I’ve sold my, I fold my last disgrace

Lies told and I fault it’s my mistake
Chords Captured On The Go
By: Suntonu Bhadra
Tags: Music, Tempo, Content, Lyrics, Poetry

First rays of the day, hymns around

on the harmony of melody plucked from the surroundings

in keynotes to pitch the day in front of you

while hovering around to the theory

of the social dilemma stuck to my mind last night.

Mattered or not

determined to give the musical chords a go sign

circulating inside my brain cells.

So, here we go, free and unobstructed tunes

can you shine my day, please?
A Love That’s True
By: Matt Gray
Tags: Drifting Partnerships, Lyrics, Toxic Living, Country Songs, Unhealthy Relationships

I was who I was

You were who you were

We did the best we could

With what we both had

Like two kids playing house

Like cats fighting over a mouse

We were both too damn proud

The whole thing was strange & sad

I tried to tell you

But you wouldn’t listen

You did your own thing

And I eventually did mine

On the better days we got along

But there were those nights

When everything went wrong

Yet we acted like we were fine

As long as I had my bottles of beer

And you had your glasses of wine

We had what we had

Stuff we both would collect

From all those expensive trips

In the States and overseas

I got mugs and German steins

You’d dress up to the nines

We both got what we’d want

Now I have such painful memories

I tried to tell you

But you wouldn’t listen

You did your own thing

And I eventually did mine

On the better days we got along

But there were those nights

When everything went wrong

Yet we acted like we were fine

As long as I had my bottles of beer

And you had your glasses of wine

Oh but I got sick of you

Always going away every week

So I’d head down to the creek

And fished for trout with flies

It was somethin’ to do

Somethin’ to occupy my time

I wasn’t committing a crime

Then I began huntin’ with the guys

You didn’t like my rifles

You didn’t like what I’d bring back

All those camouflage clothes

Ducks, quail & doves in a gunnysack

You threatened to move out

You said I had completely changed

You were right, I’d go to the range

Spendin’ time I’d never get back

I tried to tell you

But you wouldn’t listen

You did your own thing

I decided to do mine, too

The better days we spent apart

Then there were countless nights

When I had a darkened heart

I’m not sure you cared or knew

So I packed up my belongings

Now I’m searchin’ for a love that’s true

Now I’m searchin’ for a love that’s true

October 3, 2020
Capitalists’ Prey?
By: Morten Jensen
Tags: Writing, Music, Lyrics, Capitalism, Life

I want to push you off the high chair because it’s mine!

I want to eat your cake and bleed you dry!

Can we play friends in time for bed?

When you say stop I’ll wake up red and run you down

Are we the capitalists’ prey

We sleep in the bed that they make

Are we the capitalists’ prey

Is there anything that we can say

I’ll take your toys and give them to boys that are worthy

I’ll fight for your right but will make you pay

Can we walk in the sun hand in hand?

When you let go I’ll push you out and you will burn

We are the capitalists’ prey

We sleep in the bed that they make

We are the capitalists’ prey

There is nothing that we can say
The Prize
By: Mary Keating
Tags: Flash Fiction, Centina, Lyrics, Nobel Prize, Fantasy

“I’m not going,” Bob said as he strummed his guitar and wrote more notes down. “Now where’re my lyrics? And remember, make them a bit more modern and longer. Take your time to experiment.”

“Not until you promise to go. They sent a brief history in your notification letter. Do you know what winning means to me?” Emily said.

“Why’d you care? In any event, the world believes those are my lyrics, not yours.”

“What I don’t understand, Mr. Dylan, is why you didn’t use Leonardo’s time machine for something far greater.”

“That, Miss Dickinson, sounds like a new poem.”
Noir, or Imitating Tom Waits
By: Jay Sizemore
Tags: Lyrics, Poetry, Crime, Noir, Tom Waits

Noir, or Imitating Tom Waits

Photo by matthew reyes on Unsplash

Women draped over pianos

like spilled drinks,

wearing push-up bras and corsets,

trying to become long-stemmed

wine glasses.



A midget in a black suit

paints shadows on the floor,

he has Peter Lorre’s eyes.



Breath smells like cheap scotch,

men with broad shoulders

and smoke for bones

sit at the bar and peel their squints

toward the door,

while cancer leaks from their pores,

a fog gathering

beneath fedora brims.



You could find love here

like a tire iron to the shin,

ivory keys tinkling minor chords

in sync with rain against the windows,

glasses sweating rings

onto table tops, translucent scars,

everyone pretending to be

someone else,

so many lost souls

drawing maps on bar napkins

to themselves, through themselves.
Rockin’ On the Roll
By: Matt Youth
Tags: Music Voices, Music, Lyrics, Poetry, Love

I was stopping at Phoenix

but there was much too light

you felt alright

but I was sticking to my side

I was into my sightings…

Do you really know what you’re looking for?

Do you really know what you’re struggling for?

I was stopping in Memphis

but I had spent too much

to feel your touch

I wonder if I’ll ever get to the point

when I’ll be taking my time

I’ll do my best to be fine

whatever it means,

I’ll be right there

Do you really know what you’re looking for?

Do you really know what you’re struggling for?

I bet you’d like to know.

We’re the same as we grow old.
Ultraviolet
By: Lindsay Cg
Tags: Poetry On Medium, Lyrics, Storytelling, Poetry, Long Distance

Ultraviolet

Image via @Pinterest

Red wine glasses and

Twisted up sheets

Stain on my shoulder

From the (love) bite of teeth

T-shirt fits different

Cause it’s not really mine

You feel so cozy

Is it really that time?

One more round

From the look on your face

The lyrics of that song

Lean into your embrace

Sun’s coming up but

Still seeing city lights

Playin’ with your hair

Catching reflections in your eyes

Suppose I should leave

Holding hands to the door

Making stupid jokes and

Can’t let each other go

One long, last kiss

I’ve got a while to drive

Wearing rose colored glasses

Under ultraviolet skies
Nonsense Land
By: Jheremie Jacque
Tags: Music, Nonsense, Lyrics, Poetry, Play

Art by Sarah Mausolf

You came at the right time

Come join me for a dream

We can run away and find

a happiness complete

There’s magic in each moment

The sun peaks around a candy coated cloud

All the little animals come dance and jump around

So close your eyes and let nonsense guide the way

Let’s lose ourselves forever and a day

Morning Gloria

Skip, jump, and be silly

Hippo Wizard turning rain drops into smiles

Chatting with the lady bugs and laughing all the while

Hobnobbing w/ the walrus

Giant dragon flies racing through the sky

Eat, drink, and be merry

Fall asleep beneath the stars each night

So close your eyes and let nonsense guide the way

Let’s lose ourselves forever and a day

Mary Marigold

So close your eyes and let nonsense guide the way

Let’s lose ourselves forever and a day

Maggie Mayflower
Battlefield
By: Morten Jensen
Tags: Writing, Fear, Change, Fighting, Lyrics

I don’t know if I’m ready for this change

Everything just feels so fucking strange

Running so fast towards the finish line

And I’ll just claim that I am fine

I don’t know if this makes any sense

Always hiding, always on defence

Braving the world like I really cared

But I just feel so fucking scared

Who am I going to be today

And who are you going to see today

What am I going to say today

And what are you going to hear today

I don’t know if I care enough to change

Everything just feels so fucking strange

Running so fast away from all the things

That all of these weird feelings brings

I don’t know if I can take the shame

When I am going to be the one to blame

Saving the world like I really cared

Facing the world not running scared

Bring me to the battlefield and I’ll fight for the cause

But I will never fight your wars

Bring me my amour, attack me with your claws

I will never ever fight your wars
Spanish Pipedream | John Prine
By: Stowe Boyd
Tags: Poetry, Lyrics, John Prine

Photo by Andrew Buchanan on Unsplash

She was a level-headed dancer on the road to alcohol

And I was just a soldier on my way to Montreal

Well, she pressed her chest against me

About the time the jukebox broke

Yeah, she gave me a peck on the back of the neck

And these are the words she spoke

Blow up your TV, throw away your paper

Go to the country, build you a home

Plant a little garden, eat a lot of peaches

Try and find Jesus on your own

Well, I sat there at the table and I acted real naive

For I knew that topless lady had something up her sleeve

Well, she danced around the bar room and she did the hoochy-coo

Yeah, she sang her song all night long, tellin’ me what to do

Blow up your TV, throw away your paper

Go to the country, build you a home

Plant a little garden, eat a lot of peaches

Try…
Love
By: Jheremie Jacque
Tags: Poem, Poo, Lyrics, Poetry, Love

Love

Art by Sarah Mausolf

It’s a disease

You can comfort with the touch of your hand

It makes you laugh

So hard you lose a little pee

It makes you cry

It brings you down upon your knees

And in the summer time

It sneaks up so unexpectedly
A Sparkle of Love in the Foggy Life
By: Mădălina Cătălin
Tags: Poetry On Medium, Art, Lyrics, Poetry

When the dark side of xenophobia envelops the joy of being,

When the biggest demons come alive from my foolish mind,

You remain alongside me overwatching. You stay loyal and kind.

You light the torch of love for me every time you breathe!

The monstrosity of fear dissipates, letting curiosity flourish.

The spell love put on us is impossible to break!

Made my soul longing for your soul, made me win the battle with fright.

And every moment I spend in your heart

Is more precious than any diamond on Earth.

When the fog gets thick again and completely covers me,

We will give birth to a sweet, infinite kiss.

And just get lost together in an ocean of happiness.
Friends Until the End
By: Jheremie Jacque
Tags: Dreams, Friends, Lyrics, Poetry, Imagination

Art by Sarah Mausolf

I took a shower

and the heat felt good

on the mosquito bite

on the back of my neck.

There’s a secret

to our garden

growing up big and strong,

bury worms by every tree.

I had a headache

so I took some pills

to help me with the pain

then I fell fast asleep.

There’s a sliver

of a dream

that’s bouncing around inside my head

and it’s trying to break free.

Feel the power

of a dream

that’s bouncing around inside your head

and is trying to break free.

I’m one of those people who likes to imagine

I’m one of those people indeed

find a penny pick it up

throw it in a well for luck

I like to pick my scabs to watch them bleed.
Bad Dreams
By: Jheremie Jacque
Tags: Dreams, Lyrics, Poetry, Love, Alcohol

Drawing by Sarah Mausolf

To kill the time I got myself a bottle

of my favorite broken hearted remedy

I knew there was no use to find another

when I gave away my heart for you to keep

I hope those eyes are only seeing sunshine

but a little rain sometimes can be so sweet

How the hell’d I get so far from where I started

with my heart adrift somewhere out to sea

So California fall into the ocean

if that’s what it takes to bring you back to me
Maybe
By: Jheremie Jacque
Tags: Lonely, Poem, Lyrics, Love, Maybe

Photo by Sasha Freemind on Unsplash

Maybe you don’t love me

but are you thinking of me

red-eyed and blue

do you miss me

well I miss you

Are you somewhere out there?

trying to sleep at night

wondering if I’m wide awake

without you by my side

There’s this part of me that doesn’t let go

Is there a part of you that doesn’t let go?

There’s a part of me that wants to let go

But there’s this part of me that never lets go

Maybe you are lonely

looking for a clue

Is the reason you’re so lonely

the distance between me and you?

Maybe it’s all hopeless

maybe I’m just a fool

to think that maybe anything

could come from thinking of you

I’ve seen better days than this

all these tears came with that kiss

but all the pain was worth the time we spent

I sit down and stand back up

I can’t believe things got this fucked

Maybe we are better off this way

There’s this part of me that doesn’t let go

Is there a part of you that doesn’t let go?

There’s a part of me that wants to let go

But there’s this part of me that never lets go
Country Song
By: Kevin E. Pittack Jr.
Tags: Lyrics, Country, Poetry, Scrittura, Life

Country Song

Photo by Kat Jayne on Pexels

An improper woman with nine toes

baking peach pie and serving her woes,

she’s the kind of woman that we all know

in towns all across the world.

He smells like oil and garden greens,

been court jester for a dozen queens,

gourmet chef of pork and beans,

but, damn, he loves that girl.

“Come with me and we’ll go away,”

was all she needed to hear him say,

and they levitated while the trees swayed,

down a red carpet dirt road.

They melted when they kissed, like candle wax,

and flew away with the wind to their backs,

lovers taking off, leaving no tracks,

disappearing where the sunset glowed.

Years pass by like turning pages,

actors come and go across the stages,

ditches are dug upon our faces,

but love always persists.

Life isn’t worth it without a hand,

one to clasp and understand,

to add a pinch of spice to a life that’s bland,

someone to compromise and coexist.
A World of Lies
By: Pranay Palvadi
Tags: Songs, Lyrics, Poetry, Introspection, Lies

A World of Lies

By Pranay Palvadi

We’re living in a world of lies where the hate just multiplies when the sun begins to rise.

So we’re forced to improvise and disguise every feeling and every time you start to cry.

So you pray to god and you get no reply.

So then you start to wonder if you should even be alive,

Then you start to wonder if you’re just a waste of time.

So then you call your friend and try to get advice.

Then they sympathize and tell you you’ll be fine —

Deep inside your mind, you really know they’re lying.

You still say thank you cuz you’re grateful that they’re trying,

What else can they say when you’re on your knees crying.

You thought you were alone but now you see that they’re frightened.

Then you leave and take their guidance

And you feel the pain subsiding,

You’re still pretty far from thriving but now you don’t feel like dying.

So then you get a piece of paper and you start to write about it,

Then you get to rhyming and vibing and maybe even smile about it.
11 Phoebe Bridgers Lyrics to Scream (or cry to) in your car
By: Brenna Hagan
Tags: Phoebe, Phoebe Bridgers, Punisher, Album, Lyrics

& why ‘Punisher’ should be on everyone’s quarantine playlist.

Phoebe Bridger’s sophomore album, ‘Punisher’, has been my most listened to album of 2020. The crazy thing about that? The album just debuted in June.

The multi-faceted singer-songwriter and member of musical groups ‘Boygenius’ and ‘Better Oblivion Community Center’ is known for her captivating lyrics, which manage to hit you right where it hurts. Since the release of her first album, ‘Stranger In The Alps’ in 2017, Bridgers has invited listeners to explore feelings of nostalgia, grief, and the inevitable anxiety of growing up through her musical storytelling.

The lyrics in the 11-track ‘Punisher’ are no different. Here is my definitive ranking of the best lyrics from each song from Bridger’s musical masterpiece.

DVD Menu: This menacing instrumental sets the stage for the emotional rollercoaster which is ‘Punisher.’ Bridgers does not shy away from music to scare you, mixing chord progressions just enough to catch your interest and ignite an unsettling eerieness in listeners.

And when I grow up, I’m gonna look up

From my phone and see my life — “Garden Song”

-Lyrics that make you rethink scrolling through your timeline for the hundredth time that day.

With my little brother

He said you called on his birthday

You were off by like ten days — “Kyoto”

For that ex-lover who keeps trying to push their way back into your life.

What if I told you I feel like I know you

But we never met?— “Punisher”

Perfect for your boyfriend, who’s not your boyfriend, and to top it off — doesn't know you exist.

Whatever you want

I’ll be whatever you want— “Halloween”

For when you lose yourself in someone else.

Sometimes, when I can’t sleep

It’s just a matter of time before I’m hearing things — “Chinese Satellite”

This one hits different for my fellow insomniacs out there.

And if I could give you the moon

I would give you the moon — “Moon Song”

Don’t tweet this one out. Your crush might be on to you.

All the bad dreams that you hide

Show me yours, I'll show you mine — “Savior Complex”

The never-ending pain that is being vulnerable with someone.

If you’re a work of art

I’m standing too close

I can see the brush strokes— “ICU”

For that “perfect” person in your life.

I would do anything you want me to

I would do anything for you — “Graceland Too”

To all of us hopeless romantics who love someone who can’t seem to love themselves.

Romanticize the quiet life

There's no place like my room— “I Know The End”

Introverts unite? Anyway — this one hits different in quarantine.

There you have it folks — my definitive ranking of the saddest lyrics from the sensational Miss Bridger’s ‘Punisher.’

Did I leave out your favorite lyric which just so happened to make you full on Kim Kardashian ugly cry in your car last night? Let me know down below.
wastefully chasing nothingness
Tags: Songwriting, Song Lyrics, Lyrics, Poetry, Poems On Medium

(wretched blue)

aboard a decrepit sailboat,

creviced in blankets,

of apprehensive wrath,

we slept, while nettled,

in the arms of disarray,

remorseful of our unkempt sins
Where’s Your Voice
By: Morten Jensen
Tags: Voices, Politics, Lyrics, Revolution, Vote

Where’s Your Voice

Where’s your voice

Here’s your choice

Make some fucking noise

Finally, I can see, what you really mean to me

What’s your name

Play the game

All the fucking same

Finally, I can see, what you really mean to me

When you lose

You can choose

The size of your noose

Finally, I can see, what you really mean to me

In the end it’s all an illusion

In the end there is no confusion

In the end we are the solution

In the end we’re the revolution

What’s your choice

Find your voice

Make some fucking noise

Finally, I can see, who you really mean to be

Scream your name

End this game

No more fucking shame

Finally, I can see, who you really mean to be

You won’t lose

You will choose

To untie the noose

Finally, I can see, who you really mean to be

In the end it’s all an illusion

In the end there is no confusion

In the end we are the solution

In the end we’re the revolution
I Do Not
By: Morten Jensen
Tags: Equality, LGBTQ, Lyrics, Poetry, Love

I do not tell you what to believe in

I do not tell you what you should be

I do not tell you who you should love

So please don’t tell me

I do not ask you to lie to me

I do not ask you to die for me

I do not ask you to change for me

So please don’t ask me

He cannot pretend, she cannot defend

Trust in me and I will be your friend,

But deny me, I’ll make no apology

I do not want you to believe in me

I do not want you to be unhappy

I do not want you to be denied

So please don’t make me

I do not need your sympathy

I do not need to be defined

I do not need nobody’s help

So please don’t “cure” me
A Million Drowning Suns
By: Kevin E. Pittack Jr.
Tags: Distance, Lyrics, Poetry, Love, Catharsis

Photo by Hoang Loc on Pexels

Thought I felt your breath this morning,

but it was just the shifting sheets,

and I thought I’d woken up with you,

but it was only feelings of defeat.

I think you do the same sometimes, but

maybe not as often.

I apologize for this daily ritual,

though it’s better to be missed than forgotten.

The air is clear, the roads are worn,

my dreams abandon me every morn,

but I could see a million drowning suns

and still cling to them each night.

The trains don’t run around here anymore,

and the boats don’t wash up to these shores,

but I’d endure a million ascending moons

just to be with you.

Sometimes my heart plays happy songs,

sometimes it pumps the blues,

and when I need to turn it around

I’ll just play a song for you.

You’re on a mountain lifetimes from here

with a song coursing through your veins,

it may take a million drowning suns,

but we’re not that far away.
Frame The World
By: Morten Jensen
Tags: Writing, Words, Lyrics, Poetry, Sin

Roll up your sleeves and spit your lies at me

Lick the poison off my skin

Your grin as wide as the gates of hell

But yours is not my sin

Throw up, blow up, show up, your fuckup

Bury your head in my womb you are safe

Eat the apple off my tree

Frame the world with your liquid tongue

But not my destiny

Live up, give up, take up, your fuckup

Your public climax, wipe it off my screen

Kiss me goodbye before the end

Just another reason to believe

I cannot be your friend

Line up, tie up, fire up, your fuckup!
The Great American Storyteller
By: David W. Berner, The Writer Shed
Tags: Short Story, Justin Townes Earle, Music, Lyrics, Steve Earle

Steve Earle’s prose is like Steinbeck, Kerouac, and Dylan rolled into one.

As I write this, I am listening to the music of Justin Townes Earle, the son of legendary American songwriter, Steve Earle. The younger died just days ago of an apparent drug overdose. He was 38 years old.

For a long time, I have been a fan of Steve Earle’s music. He is a masterful songwriter with a magical ability to bring to life those troubled, struggling, lost souls in his songs. Earle is a wonderful writer, not only of songs, but also of prose.

Earle’s collection of stories, Doghouse Roses, contains stories that are a cross between the great American storytellers—Steinbeck, Kerouac, Dylan, to name the best. Each has taken us on the road, to the margins, to the downtrodden, helped us understand the hopeless, the lost, the foolish, the troubled with pure poetic elegance. Earle does the same in this book.

I came to his stories through his music, and my personalized signed copy came to me through my wife who knew the organizers of a music event in Iowa City where Earle was scheduled to play and was able to secure a signed copy for me. I cherish it greatly.

Now, in the sadness of his son’s death, I return to this book and am certain that some of these stories and the characters in them were born not only out of Steve Earle’s own struggles with addiction, but also with those of his son’s.

I love this book. Not only because it has a personal connection with its signature, but because there is much here that clearly has deep roots in Earle’s life, just like Earle’s music. The stories are raw, real, and honest. I plan to re-read every word, and to listen to the music of Justin Townes Earle late into the night.
27 August 2020 Song/Poem of the Day — The Light In My Heart
By: Suzanne Mondoux
Tags: Music, Songs, Lyrics, Singing, Poetry

Photo source: omer-salom-xnynBH_ux_I-unsplash

Light In My Heart

It’s the darkness that lead me to you

To the light in my heart not seen or felt for so long

I never knew it was there

Could be found in the dark

The light in my heart so soft your glow

So gentle your warmth

You flicker with the beat of my heart

Even when it wanted to stop

You kept the light on in the depth of my soul

The darkest corners of my life

Like magic you appeared

I missed the trick to where I could disappear forever

Never to be seen again

The light in my heart appeared when I could see me

You entered without my noticing before I let go

You watched me from inside my heart knowing where I would go

In such a lonely place where darkness prevailed

Where all life dwindled away

No where be found, no desire to be seen

Light of my heart tricked me to seeing whose there

To see where I was

And to feel no more my despair

The cringe on my face now mimics a smile

I know I’ll make it one day

I remember a smile on my face

I recall the light in my heart

I know the days of no dark clouds all around

And the day I stepped on my shadow wishing I was gone

The light in my heart how far you’ve gone

How far I’ve sent you away only to return

Only to bring a smile on my face

To know a true feeling of happiness in my glory of being me

In my life, as I once wanted to be

To know me in the light of my heart

Suzanne Mondoux

27 August 2020

Year 2020 collection Song/Poem of the Day captured on my website (https://suzannemondoux.com/blog/). Thank you to all my readers and followers. Very much appreciated. List of my novels also available https://suzannemondoux.com/
26 August 2020 Song/Poem of the Day — Strangers All Around
By: Suzanne Mondoux
Tags: Music, Songs, Lyrics, Singing, Poetry

Photo source: lonely-1784160_1920

Strangers All Around

Right through my heart the piercing pain of strangers all around

All I can do is surrender to their will

To their love

No more strangers all around

What come and goes

What’s said and done

A lifetime alone with everyone I know

I surrender to the strangers all around

I fall apart at the sight of me

My heart searches for some relief

My lips wondered what a gentle kiss feels like

All I can do is surrender to the strangers all around

Those I kept as strangers for so long

No one ever showed me what real love feels like

To such love I surrender to my strangers all around me

The sentimental moments of this life unfair to me only

All around me surrendering to the thieves of my love

To loveless lives of abounding sadness

To a life of knowingly taking from me

My innocence once hid me

Unhappy with my situation I never looked away

Until I returned to the ones I made strangers all around

I faced the blues of all I knew, of all I hurt

Especially me, so see me, to face me

Become familiar with the stranger I’ve created

Let me back into my own heart

Forgive my innocence stolen from me

Strangers all around I’ve created

They talked of me only with love

Strangers all around made of love

Protected my innocence until I believed I broke free

Their reach saved me, my strangers all around me

Strangers all around created a way back home for me

Once those I kept as strangers all around me

Suzanne Mondoux

26 August 2020

Year 2020 collection Song/Poem of the Day captured on my website (https://suzannemondoux.com/blog/). Thank you to all my readers and followers. Very much appreciated. List of my novels also available https://suzannemondoux.com/
25 August 2020 Song/Poem of the Day — How Much I Need You
By: Suzanne Mondoux
Tags: Music, Songs, Lyrics, Poetry, Love

Photo source: lovers-3967593_1920pixabay

How Much I Need You

What is it that I’ve been doing

What is it that I’ve not been seeing

What is it that I’ve not been feeling

Don’t you know how much I need you

All those things were the foolish silly me

Can I be forgiven now that I know differently

Now that I can love differently

Now that I see differently

Don’t you know how much I need you

I know that wasn’t so for so long

This time I saw you cry

How much I need you to be happy

And if you want me to go I’ll go

As long as it makes you happy

That’s how much I love you

How much I need you to be happy

I’ll do whatever say

I’ll stay, I’ll go

It’s your heart that decides

How much I need you to feel love is all I want

How much I need you to feel alive is all I want

You’re the love of my life

Can I say I’m sorry, again

Can I say you deserve better, again

Can I say how much I need you to fall in love

To hear you laugh

To see you giddy is how much I need you to smile

How I need you to know how much I love you

Suzanne Mondoux

25 August 2020

Year 2020 collection Song/Poem of the Day captured on my website (https://suzannemondoux.com/blog/). Thank you to all my readers and followers. Very much appreciated. List of my novels also available https://suzannemondoux.com/
When She Chose You
By: Matt Gray
Tags: Writing, Suspense, Lyrics, Lyrical Storytelling, Mystery

I was sure I had it in the bag

I thought my dream was coming true

But oh, how my heart turned to sand

When she chose you

I couldn’t believe what I saw

Every single friend of mine knew

I was thinking she’d choose me

When she chose you

But you had another plan in your head

Yeah, you had somethin’ up your sleeve

I was the only one who knew who it was

I knew a vital clue to solve the mystery

It wasn’t up to me to tell her the secret

She wouldn’t have listened anyway

I watched the whole thing fall to pieces

and I’d listen closely to what she’d say

She was confused about what you were doing

and she cared about what was your intent

She’d turned to me with all these questions

like who you were with and where you went

I had to choose between my loyalties

and it hurt like hell for me, too

I regret all the things I didn’t do

When she chose, oh heaven knows

Where she is now that she chose to leave you

Oh, where is she now that she chose to leave you?
Working From Boat
By: Matt Gray
Tags: Father And Son, Sailing, Stories And Culture, Lyrics, Lyrical Storytelling

A Son’s Passion, A Father’s Pride

Photo Credit: Matthew Kenneth Gray

I’d go out at sea with my Dad

He taught me everything he knew

Like how to prevent getting sick

And if I got stranded, what to do

He said he couldn’t live on land

Even if his love wanted him to

This boat was part of the deal

The women in his life knew

When I graduated from school

I knew I’d be his right hand man

Mom didn’t want me to join him

And neither did the band

I played guitar and sang lead

And I wrote most of the songs

But that wasn’t gonna keep me

From righting all my wrongs

If I had a job inside an office

I’d probably go a little insane

The ocean breeze in my face

Is a lot better for my brain

This life ain’t for everyone

Wearin’ a Captain’s hat & coat

But it’s the greatest time I know

Workin’ from boat

Yeah, I’m workin’ from boat

Getting through nasty fog

Weatherin’ every storm

Keepin’ cool in the heat

When it’s freezing, stayin’ warm

Avoidin’ all those crazy pirates

And never gettin’ too drunk

Cause you never think straight

If your little ship has sunk

This is all I ever want to do

To follow in the footsteps of Dad

He’s the best & only role model

I wanted to be like him so bad

So I studied his every move

And those hard choices he’d make

His mind was always on his job

Yet it seemed like he was on break

If I had a job inside an office

I’d probably go a little insane

The ocean breeze in my face

Is a lot better for my brain

This life ain’t for everyone

Wearin’ a Captain’s hat & coat

But it’s the greatest life I know

Workin’ from boat

Yeah, it’s the sweetest life I’ll know

Workin’ from boat

Workin’ from boat

Workin’ from boat