Turning Towards Blue
TURNING TOWARDS BLUE
The feel of falling down;
All day long made me frown,
Caught up in the middle of a road;
With memories which now were a load,
Too appalled to shout;
A cry of hate blatantly loud,
I called in the silence to play;
Seeking help to lead the right way,
Walking among the pales and browns;
Trying to lose the infliction somewhere in crowds,
But I tried hard to completely let go,
Never turning towards the blue again I vowed.
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© 2018 Loyal Frienemy
Comments
Caught up in the middle of a road
With memories which now were a load,
This is a masterpiece
- AUTHOR
Thankyou so much Peggy ma'am for your review. I will be looking for for more such reviews and guidance.
Loss is inevitable as we go through life. Some memories are worth forgetting and others are definitely worth remembering and cherishing. Your poetry deals with feeling "blue" in an interesting manner.
- AUTHOR
Thank you so much Linda ma'am.
I always look forward for your guidance.
This is an interesting and effective description of a struggle. I love the imagery of "I called in the silence to play".
Excellent
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