No one compares (to you)
I cry myself to sleep almost every night
since you took my heart away
I try to tell myself... that it's alright
I can live for one more day
Everywhere I go, things remind me of you
the whispers on the breeze,
My sorrow paralyzes, what can I do?
it brings me to my knees
Chorus
There's no solace in my day to day
since you took my heart away
Grief supplants my joy in all I do
'cause no one compares...
no one compares to you
I go alone now to our favorite place
I think of what you'd do
No one else exists, all I see is your face
I don't know what is true
Chorus
There's no solace in my day to day
since you took my heart away
Grief supplants the joy of all I do
'cause no one compares...
no one compares to you
For the prince song contest song inspired by Nothing compares to you
June 11,2025
Let Me Love You
Let me love you , Baby !
as blooms are loved by bee..
You have stolen my humble heart.
Don't let me Dear to stay apart..
You are guiding my mission.
You are leading my passion.
I am wobbling, not steady.
Let me love you Baby.
You took away my sole soul
I have given you, my heart whole.
Your heart glistens like Ruby.
Let me love you, Baby.
You are sailing my ship .
No worry in the trip.
To go with you, I am ready.
Let me love you , Baby.
I honour your advice.
You are always nice.
Are you my bride ? Would-be !
Let me love you , Baby.
05/21/23
Song Inspired " Let me love you Baby"
Fourth Place
Joe Bonamassa Blues Explosion
Contest by Robert James Lugouri
When I feel alone
a gypsy soul without a home
When nobody 's there
with warmth to share
When rattling rains are all I hear
I close my eyes and take a ride
On sugar-coated clouds
I travel far to where you are.
Far from a frosty afternoon
One step closer to the moon.
I fly up high to a blue -black sky
Removing Her with all my might.
I push away the lady in today
To seek and find a happy child
A happy girl that's trapped in me
Still wanting to break free.
A girl who lives inside
Still struggling to survive.
I close my eyes and take a ride
One step closer to the music
that's playing on my mind.
Closer to late- fireworks
burning in the night.
An orchestra in concerto
and a piano by my side.
I fly up high to a blue black sky
I dance above with the prince of love
With wide-spread wings just like a dove.
These waiting cheeks
These open arms
Young Ballerina waltzing
On a Ballroom of spumed stars.
Just a fantasy song inspired by the movie Lalaland.
My soul thirsts, O Lord
Where are you hiding?
Why can’t I find you?
I call your name
And silence reverberates
My tears flow like lava
Where are you? Lord?
Strength seems to fail
Even the wind is still
While the deep silence lingers
Yet, my hope lies in your promise…
Never to abandon me
So, I will wait in this silence
‘Til your voice I hear once more
Within this fragrant garden of solitude
At last, it is you! Only you will
Call to me, ‘Peace, be still;
‘For in the silence I’m with you, always…’
Now my soul rejoices in your presence
Overcome by unparallel beauty and peace
I recline at your feet, my Father…
I rest.
~*~
11/02/12
7th Place in "Song inspired Poems, Old or New"
Note: Inspired by “Adagio in G Minor”
By The London Promenade Orchestra. Listen to it
And you’ll find it’s one of the most beautiful pieces
Of music, ever…if you’re like me.. you’ll cry. I couldn’t find
Their rendition on YouTube but this is almost as good
Maybe better in some ways…it’s lengthier.
Enjoy : )
http://youtu.be/zuh3WyfVL2M
Resigned to my isolation,
stuck in stasis sure as death
Weary of my solitude
and pained to not be by myself.
I went out to find the crowd
for comfort and, for company.
In each face I saw allowed,
reflections of the prison of me.
Sharp and cutting as a knife,
it did cleave to the bone
each was trapped in his own life.
Even together; all are alone.
I returned to my cell
full of dread and, distress.
Each man creates his own hell;
mine - my lingering loneliness.
Lord guide me in Jesus name
And let me sing a sweet refrain
A melody to touch your soul
A Godly song that wont grow old
A song inspired by your love
That’s sung by angels high above
A psalm that speaks of God’s own Son
And of the victory that He won
O’er the world, the flesh and Satan’s grasp
O’er all our sins of the past
He took sin’s power and made it null
On a hill known as the Skull
‘Twas there the sweetest song was sung
When Jesus uttered “it is done”.
Yeah, that's my old nickname,
From my old band "Tramp",
As well as my occasional irresponsibility...
My friend and ex-sweetheart,
Rosie...called herself "Lady"...
The Lionel Richie song inspired...
"Lady and the Tramp" we were,
And shall be forever...
For my last birthday
She sent me a
"Lady and the Tramp"
Cartoon artwork cell,
Quite expensive..
I'd expect...
She's already had
A star's name registered
for me...
Another impressive gift,
Even if ultimately,
meaningless...
Not so to me...
And once, way back when...
She had a bunch of
my poems written,
and bound....
Wonder where I put it....
Must be around....
Probably with my remote,
The two did elope...
I gotta just cope...
Yeah, I'm acting the dope...
And you can...
Gauge the scope...
Of my insanity...
Tough Nookies!!!
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