Blue Thing
The blue expanse up above
so wide, beneath which
all our lives astray
no path, just a foggy trance
confusion, delusion, askance
this life does nothing but betray
teach us all the lies, this bitch
of feelings, of emotions, of love
there is nothing but that blue thing
under which we all suffer and sing.
P.s.- Another one written just like Red Lust and Violet Juice. You can suggest the name for this particular poetic form, the rules of which are- (i) Three stanzas, rhyming scheme being- ABCD/DCBA/EE, (ii) Description of some strong emotion and (iii) Prominence of a color. And it would mean a lot to me if you would also write such a poem. Don’t forget to tell me about it.
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This poem is really good. It’s vividly descriptive and it’s easy to imagine oneself feeling the same things. In fact there may be many more people who can identify with it because they have been there than you think. “It’s a long road to travel” as Joni Mitchell said, but, hard as it is, we do manage to get there in the end and by one means or another. Thanks for posting this and be well.
Frip.
Thank you, Frip.. I know it’s a long road to travel.. right now I am looking for the road..
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