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
Categories:
supplants, bereavement, heartbreak, longing, lost
Form: Lyric
The? ?healing? ?silence?
?Prompt from
Mid-american Tragedy. Denise Levertov
The? ?breeze? ?supplants? ?my? ?noisy? ?thoughts? ?with? ?empty? ?susurration.?
Softly? ?lapping? ?waves? ?mark? ?passing? ?time.? ?
My? ?seclusion? ?is? ?punctuated? ?by? ??t?he? ?cry? ?of? ?gulls.?
?
I? ?lament? ?the? ?approach? ?of? ?an? ?animated? ?family?,
they? ?sound? ?the? ?death? ?knell? ?to? ?my? ?salty? ?silence.? ?
I? ?quietly? ?grieve.? ?
The? ?familial? ?explorers? ?depart? ?for? ?new? ?discoveries?. ?
I resume? my? ?isolation?,
and the healing silence.
11 March 2022
Categories:
supplants, sad, sea, silence, solitude,
Form: Free verse
I
Back home, I walk watering plants
Look to the hills, lifted up by His Hand
Busy painting another make-believe land
The hills, whence Help all evil supplants
Categories:
supplants, beautiful, bible, blessing, creation,
Form: Quatrain
Daylight dwindles, and as darkness descends
Night awakens; clouds of hungry bats take
flight, hunting moths fluttering in the pale
moonlight before Dawn ushers in daybreak.
Dew, like a trillion teardrops, falls right on
cue as ebony supplants a sky of
blue; the horizon blushes a scarlet
hue and unveiled stars start twinkling above.
Categories:
supplants, 10th grade, 8th grade,
Form: Lento
WOMAN I
"The woman is delicate from the egg, and an idea that does not freeze.
It is a yellow rose that has and knows the right moment of enjoyment and
service. "
WOMAN II
"The woman knows the offspring that springs from her and that supplants any
technology that science invents, and man does not create
Categories:
supplants, allegory, allusion, analogy, art,
Form: Epigram
When just a child the poet's mom said "Son
Throughout your life beware the sin of pride
Remember this when every day is done
What counts the most is who you are inside"
At first he thought his mother's words unfair
For recognition surely has its place
In time he witnessed prideful thoughts can flare
When undue adulation supplants grace
The poet took to heart his mother's words
Too many accolades can turn your head
Vainglory flits away on wings of birds
What's left is mostly emptiness and dread
Life immersed in modest exhibition
Satisfied with honorable mention
Categories:
supplants, child, happy, life, mother,
Form: Sonnet
I amble along paths
rutted deeply
In the life
that I have fashioned.
All pine for sunny days
of warmth and hope, but now
an aura tinged with fugue supplants
and haunts me with its specter.
For in the end, what I desire
simply does not matter. The fuse
is lit; the bomb goes off, and pieces
of me now are lying everywhere.
Categories:
supplants, anger,
Form: Free verse
Feeling crushed by the hand of fate;
dreams collapse and crumble away.
And abandoned to fear and hate,
emptiness consumes all my day.
Walking blind, convinced I can see;
anxiety rips me apart.
And questioning what defines me,
cascading doubts, fracture my heart.
All alone and bullied by fears,
lingering dreams swiftly depart.
And I drown in a pool of tears
as feelings of loneliness start.
Forsaking promises of youth,
I wonder why my birth took place.
And as deceit supplants the truth,
it's like the world is in my face.
Aching, I'm accustomed to pain;
being hurt by both foe and friend.
And on the fringes of disdain,
I thank God that life has an end.
Categories:
supplants, angst, depression, emotions, feelings,
Form: Quatrain
The body divided
In undeclared war
Where personal image
Supplants what life’s for
A truth that’s misleading
But not quite a lie
Controlling direction
Avoid the word “Why”
Lofty high ladders
That lead to “Success”
Propped on the family
A terrible stress
A silent decision
I’m better than you
Truth falls by the wayside
It won’t always do
Can a people divided
Survive such malaise
What is in truth
A “Social Disease”
The cancer cares not
For the patient’s demise
Selfish to the end
The cancer too dies
Categories:
supplants, culture, social,
Form: Light Verse
From time to time the mould gets broken,
And shatters into unspoken pieces. Chaos,
The lack of form, supplants the frozen norm.
Relief is sweet, like breathing out a stone.
Each time I stagger to my dizzy feet and climb
back out of that grinding sausage machine,
opening doors, energy forms, release me
Into a wave of darkness and dreams.
Until, invisible hands, guide me, pull me
Urge me forward, until I can hear
the call, clearly and beyond all doubt,
I jump, I fall, I feel her waiting arms
and disappearing from all, until,
possessed, I am in her hands now.
Categories:
supplants, introspection, love, time, time,
Form: Sonnet
A pulchritudinous creature
Oblivious to the turmoil
Stirred in a young mans chest
Tamed the beast in me
Sublimating me
From my true desires
Quelling the fires
Redirecting my passions
Reemploying my sexual energy
So we partake
Of the socially acceptable
Exercise our creative bent
Until the time is right
That blessed moment
When love supplants lust
And passions flame can burn
Categories:
supplants, love
Form: I do not know?
You can knock on every door but you can't get in,
you can run in races but you're not allowed to win,
you think you're cured ,but then the cancer returns,
memories fall like acid rain and you struggle while it burns.
In the darkness no one sees you, safe within your shell,
in the darkness they all seem to, leave you where you fell.
You remember every moment crystalline clear,
the feelings come upon you yet you still can't shed a tear,
no one knows anymore just what the truth is,
she still says it's her way and he still says it's his.
In the darkness no one sees you, safe inside your shell,
in the darkness there you seem to, live your private hell.
You can be whatever others want you to be,
you can wear the funny mask and it's all they'll ever see,
forever scarred, with wounds that always bleed,
soaking down into the ground as want supplants the need.
In the darkness no one sees you, safe within your shell,
in the darkness there's no need to, give your soul to sell.
Categories:
supplants, sad, cancer,
Form: Rhyme
Steel that fills the skies,
Steel that supplants the mighty ocean
Steel casted hearts of bravery...
These are our guardians,
Our navy, which sets a new standard,
Our Air-Forces,
That can cover the skies
of any spot on earth...
Our men, stout of heart,
Gun at the ready....
Their buddies reason enough...
To face any odds, to take
any risk...to face any death...
So their buddies survive...
This is a small sampling of the Steel
of America...
We take our time...
We try so hard...
Not to hurt innocents...
Some take this for weakness...
But that is their's...
This country is ringed by steel,
It exports its steel bite
Whereever, and whenever,
It should choose...
Think carefully,
Save a foolish,
Hasty act....
Should show you,
And those you love,
The valley of death
Is where you have wandered.
Categories:
supplants, history, on writing and
Form: Dramatic Monologue