These are the days of blue
Days of sadness
Of the torn away days
That last too long
I wish I could hold them for you
In a big paper sack
Recycle them into new
Instead all I can try to do
Is hold onto your pain
While you go away and hide
From these days of blue
I know he would tell you too
The son the brother
The husband the father
Most of all the friend
Grief he understood
He knew sadness and pain
He held the losses for many
If he could
He would change the color
For you
From blue to a new hue

Don’t you dare tell me
I cannot love him.
He’ll love me back and
he will be mine.

Fingers at ready
on my old bookshelf,
waiting for the right
words to appear.
Waiting forever,
dust has now settled.
Maybe I should just
write my own tale.

It is not easy
when you’ve been lonely.
It is not simple
when there’s a loss.

Imprint on my ring
finger is still there.
I rub it often
so it will fade.
It has been too long
and I must move on.
This new passion is
warm to the touch.

Don’t you dare tell me
I cannot love him.
He’ll walk away and
I will stay true.


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by Aleksander Mielnikow | Alek the Poet

The golden sun
Sets on the oceanic view
Kissing the traveler
That fumbled his way
through the soft sand.
The traveler mourned
for the touch of his
spouses warm embrace
But all he could
do was watch her
From his unearthly plane

leapt out of bed
groggy head spins
spouse said hurry!

Adrift
Bereft
I'm shipwrecked without you

Broken and foundering
Can't let go
I won't let go

What remains is more
Than a keepsake
It's a lifetime together

Treasures that sparkle
Like the sunbeams
At noontide

Where children and dreams
Befriended
Splash and play

The boat to shore is slipping
From its mooring and I'm
But one grasp away from losing it

I must first breathe
Then summon a strength
To sail on

Such departure is agony
An anguish rending
My heart in two

I can give nothing but words
You can no longer hear
A touch you cannot feel

But I offer them
Without reserve
A declaration of love

A betiding of elegies that somehow
Must suffice as
Our ill-timed parting

A remnant of us
An ember of this love
Will burn

Like flares
And light up the sky
Into the unknown

For now I must go
My pilgrimage for shore
In pieces and alone

Remembering I've only
Lost you to your rest
Until a morning awakening

Oh, what solace
Adieu, my love
Sleep well

I hope for brighter future
I hope that I'll be bright
I hope beggars find nurture
And place to spend the night
I hope that you find love
Have children and a spouse
I hope you'll have enough
My hopes could build a house

Gave you love.
Gave you more than I ever thought possible.
Thought you were the one.
The one I could tell others I truly loved.

Then he came along.
And impressed you more.
Woke up one morning and read a note stating you were gone.

Weeks and months went by.
And I kept going on.
Truly hating any type of sad mood songs.

Then one day you returned just looking sad.
Explain that your new love wasn't a good man.
And like a fool, I listen almost into the night.

Knowing you finally woke up and realized?
We didn't have a bad life.
Maybe it wasn't as fancy as you would have liked.

And it is amazing to friends and family too.
That I welcome you back into my life.
Yes, I am a fool for loving you this deep.

But they never truly saw the way you do love me.