Once I was blue
Now I'm blue... sometimes
So, I'm just going to say this one time apology
Not for my art or my poems
But for what's in my wounded heart... sometimes
Otherwise...
You may get double rainbow shining
Overdown on you
Or you may get beautiful peacocks with variant
Feathers of blues
I live alot a lot of feeling
As I'm sure you do too...
Sometimes hurting
Sometimes blue
... melancholy heart of blues
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Poets love the color blue. Skies, and Seas Are of Blue, too That's why Poets understand That in Life, the color blue Can be happy, But sad too. Don't be blue, love is in your corner, we all love you and blue verse too