Tag Archive: Songs

Writing to a song…

I wanted to tell you

that I’d searched stars to find your smile,

That I stopped at your words

and pondered for a while,

That for me the moon showered you

in truths and I fell deeper under your glow,

I felt passion roar as strong as the ocean

when you smiled and you know,

I know that you know

as you give me that cock grin,

And desire swirls inside me

overflowing from within,

And your sweet touch filling me

with electricity bursting through,

My body my mind lost

lost and found by you…


Written to the song…

Where ever you will go.


The Calling.



A writing exercise…

I dont know if anyone does this but I often do… set your play list to random or just listen to the radio and pick up a pen, listen to the song and let both the song and your emotions dictate the words. Always ends up a small poem because you have to finish when the song finishes.


Song: Need You Now By Lady Antebellum.

The song plays

and I’m breaking,

The song plays

and I’m shaking,

This depth of sorrow

consuming me,

Need you so bad

try to break free,

I need you

right here right now,

Don’t care ’bout nothing else

and I don’t care how,

I miss you I miss you

I’m caving,

Can’t stay strong giving in

I’m craving,

This damn song plays

and I’m breaking,

Thoughts consumed by you

and I’m shaking…


Let me fall….

Current song….

  So much on my mind I’ve hardly slept. 

I swear I’m clawing

at the walls of my own mind, 

And I’m crying and I’m failing

everywhere is you I find,

I’m shouting and I’m screaming

the wind whips the words away,

But I guess it doesn’t matter

you don’t hear what I say,

My heart and soul keep crying for you

so I play the music so loud,

But it just can’t go up high enough

to block their deafening sound,


There are times…. not many but yes times, where there are so many words, far to many words, and I fall into the abyss of them. I love words, I adore words. I love how you break them down and put them back together. How they can bring joy or heartache. How they can build you up or strip you bare. But there are so many words swirling in a never ending vortex and I just want to give up and not write. Let them just envelope me instead.

Current song….

“Don’t know what you’ve got.” By “Cinderella.” 

I give up today.

My every breath is stained  with your name….

(Just to make life worse? The song that has just started playing? “Til my last day.” Right now? I give up….)

And I’m supposed to feel….?

A little me spread across the screen.

  Good question…. how am I supposed to feel? Still trying to work that one out….
I think this post is just gonna be me throwing my words in circles in the vain hope they have the brains enough to get themselves in order and make sense, if to no one else…. at least to me?
  I’ve spent the last few days feeling like I’m in an art gallery, you know those really big dramatic paintings you find? The ones that seem as big as a house? And have so much going on in them? I feel as though I’m looking at one of those but of the things that are going on in my life, and for some reason, I just can’t see it all…. all I can see is a little, the rest is smudgy. I’m missing the bigger picture.


This painting, by American-born John Singleton Copley, of the Great Siege of Gibraltar was commissioned by the City of London in 1783 and at over 458 square feet is one of Britain’s largest oil paintings.

^^ The big painting I was thinking of when trying to describe…. I’ve been to this gallery. The room downstairs with all the darker art and ship pictures? Pretty amazing.
   So missing the bigger picture….
  Yup I guess that best describes it. But does it? I mean I know for definite some things. I’m unsure on others. I haven’t a clue on more. And I’m so afraid to ask you about the rest. Them ones probably matter more than I realise…. oh well. You live and learn I guess….
  The songs just changed…. I like this one…. It’s called no I’ll put you the link in, that’s easier….


There we go. I like the song lyrics….

Currently I’m laying on my bed in my underwear. Singing away….
The song changes again…. I really love this song…. no Link for this as everyone has probably heard it at least once….
Iris. By The Goo Goo Dolls. 🎶”Yeah you bleed just to know your alive….”🎶 (yes I’m still singing).
I was thinking about writing a poem then got to thinking about how my poems are perceived….
  I had a look back over the poems I’ve written, going back to last year. It’s oddly annoying because if you didn’t specifically know I had 2 muses who I use as my inspiration, you’d think I was falling in love with someone new every single week.
  To set the record straight there, unless my writing says it’s for someone specific, then either Snö or M have given me the inspiration. Two very amazing people.
  My mind is doing over time on whether the things I do/am doing are right or wrong. And if I expect to much from people. As always I question myself far to much and end up driving myself crazy never getting anywhere….

“…. Tell me my sweetness
   is it ok to fall for you….
….To love with my heart
   and give in to feelings so true….?”

Hmmmmmm? Just scattering words….
Do i want to write a poem? I don’t know….
Songs changed a couple of times and now it’s….

“Could it be any harder” By  The Calling.

Stupid song…. sure it’s trying to tell me something! Not listening to you. I like the next song…. “Anything” also by The Calling. Singing this one.
  So….? Has my randomless writings helped at all? Honestly I can say no. I’m still feeling as lost as I already did, like I’m stuck in the middle of a really busy place and I’m just stood still watching everyone hurry off. I can’t move….  But hey, if your all hurrying all the time, how are you gonna know what the flowers smell like?


Sadly that’s very probably true….

“….I wanna tell you
   how I feel about you,
You’ve captured my mind
  and my heart so true….”

Still not sure just what direction this post is going…. Guns N Roses “November Rain” now playing…. looooovvvvveeee this song…. so singing away again….
  I think maybe I just need to write. Like if I carry on writing, eventually what’s wrong and the key to fixing it are gonna be here in the words…. (I can hope can’t I? ).

“….Damn I feel so lost
    and your words I really need….
….You mean so much more than you’ll ever know
    where others fail you do succeed….”

Notifications Flash at the top of my screen as I write this and I see the one that makes my breath catch…. Damn…. now my thoughts are on a wander….

I’m so glad you said you were pulling  over….

Yeah only you’ll get that. Providing I tell you I wrote about you….

Songs flicked through some more and it’s Bon Jovi “I’ll  be there for you.” Gonna sing this one to 🙂



Another Bon Jovi song…. “You had me from hello.” Singing this one to…. Amazingly beautiful song and if you’ve never listened to this one…. you should.

  “….All I can do is watch
       watch as my heart falls in love with you….
….and my brain says it don’t matter
      because it’s fallen in love with you too….”

Aerosmith “Angel….”
(Still singing….)

All these little poetic thoughts keep popping up in my mind. Most of them sweet,  but some really dirty ones to!  Maybe I should open a new post and start again? Nope….

All that’s going through my mind now, is you…. time to finish….

Find some songs to end my post with?
….Music runs through my veins….

No one’s gonna love you. By Band Of Horses.
How deep is your love. By Calving Harris.
Bliss. By Hinder.
Trouble – Stripped. By Halsey.
I’ll be waiting. By Lenny Kravitz.
Can’t get you off my mind. By Lenny Kravitz.

There’s my songs….

On an up note….
I’ve just read the whole thing from the top…. and yes job done. I see what’s wrong and I answered it to….
12:32 am time for bed.

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