A Bottle of Wine and Black Hair Dye
I’ve seen the problems of this world
And to me has happened a few
But I’ll save this song for the ones that know
My woe is found in you
You take me for the ride of my life
With no direction where to go
The trail marked lightly down the map
The future no one can know
Laughing.
Singing.
Shouting.
Crying.
I gave my best
It was all I had
But it wasn't good enough for you
The problems of this world are far and wide
With my problems just a few
But I’ll solve mine with a bottle of wine
And black hair dye
So Baby, Here’s to you
Let me know what you think, it is already posted on Fictionpress. I dyed my hair to try to get out the red and it inspired the poem. Cause people think with my hair black it is like some kind of emo expression or something lol.
Savvy AKA LoneLilyintheGarden
1 comment:
I guess I've already told you how much I love this one.
I think that this is a good example of your poetry. It shows where your inspiration comes from--life experience. Also the imagery and context was very contemporary. However, unlike a lot of contemporary poetry, the power punch wasn't in one small section, the assault on the emotions took place throughout and the images were sort of on the side line, drawing a circle around the loop of feelings.
Great job, Sav.
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