2020 Blues Poem by anais vionet

2020 Blues

Rating: 5.0


I'm wearing the same old clothes,
binging the same ol' shows,
seeing the days anastomose.
and waiting for my vaccine dose.

I'm humming the same ol' songs,
dreading the rerun dawns,
trying to at least appear strong,
but becoming angry and withdrawn.

I'm tired of the same old faces,
of being stuck in these boring places,
of feeling my nights are wasted,
and dreaming of friends embraces.

I'm writing the same ol' verse.
becoming increasingly terse,
knowing it could be worse,
waiting for the end of this curse.

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
the 2020 blues is becoming the new national anthem
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Kostas Lagos 31 December 2020

Splendid! Perfect! Wonderful!

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anais vionet 01 January 2021

I hope you like 2021 as much as my poem - happy new year =]

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anais vionet 30 December 2020

Thank you =] Happy New Year! !

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I share your feelings.Good poem.Happy New year!

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