Part two of a three part series. More poetry!
FRIDAY NIGHT STORM (Terzanelle)
By Luis C. Medina
Again, another lonesome Friday night,
I am alone; wishing I had a friend.
I do not want to cry, but I just might.
The heavy rain outside I wish would end.
Thunder sends me running to my bed.
I am alone; wishing I had a friend.
Gloomy weather always saddens me.
Lightning strikes seem close; they scare me too.
Thunder sends me running to my bed.
When will this bad night end? I have no clue.
Rain and thunder make a lot of noise.
Lightning strikes seem close; they scare me too.
Shaking under the sheets I show no poise.
All I want to do now is go to sleep.
Rain and thunder make a lot of noise.
Lying down in bed I start counting sheep.
All I want to do now is go to sleep.
Again, another lonesome Friday night.
I do not want to cry, but I just might.
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I GOT THE BLUES BECAUSE OF YOU (Blues Poem)
by Luis C. Medina
It’s sad I’ll never find another you
with your hair so soft and your eyes so blue.
You used to be the one I would run to,
now that you’re gone I don’t know what to do
knowing that I’ll never find another you.
Don’t know where you are, I wish you were here.
I can’t believe for you I shed a tear.
You made me feel better when you are near.
That’s what I believe I’m being sincere
as I sit alone, wishing you were here.
I wonder why you aren’t here with me.
I don’t know what I did to make you flee.
I guess you just wanted to be free.
Oh why, won’t you listen to my last plea?
Hoping one day you will be here with me.
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