Song Lyric Sound. April 24, 2022 – Feelings.

Jim Adams

Its Sunday again 😮and time for Jim Adam’s Song Lyric Sunday April 24, 2022 – Di of pensitivity101 has suggested Anxiety, Delight, Emotions, Pain, Pride, Relief !

First up I chose Somebody that I used to know by Goyte. I really love this song I believe it embodies all the emotions that Di mentions in her prompt except herhaps delight! We have all had times were we have stayed in a relationship too long just existing, only to be relieved by the other person saying let’s end it and stay friends. Then they cut you off completely and that really hurts however much you pretend it doesn’t because it tamples over your pride and emotions.

Somebody That I Used to Know” is a song by Belgian-Australian singer-songwriter Gotye, featuring New Zealand singer Kimbra. The song was released in Australia and New Zealand by Eleven Music on 5 July 2011 as the second single from Gotye’s third studio album, Making Mirrors (2011). It was later released by Universal Music in December 2011 in the United Kingdom, and 20 January 2012 in the United States and Ireland. “Somebody That I Used to Know” was written and recorded by Gotye at his parents’ house on the Mornington Peninsula in Victoria, Australia, and is lyrically related to the experiences he has had with relationships.

Commercially, “Somebody That I Used to Know” was a global success and became both artists’ signature song. It reached atop of the charts in the US, UK, Australia and New Zealand, as well as 25 other official charts, and reached the top 10 in more than 30 countries around the world. It was the most commercially successful song of 2011 in Flanders (Belgium), the most successful song of 2012 in Wallonia (Belgium), Canada, Israel, the UK, and the US, and the most successful song of the 2010s decade by an Australian artist in Australia. It is certified Multiplatinum in ten countries, including Diamond in Australia. The song has sold more than 13 million copies worldwide, becoming one of the best-selling digital singles of all time. In addition to the Hot 100, it was also placed at the top of Billboards year-end Adult Pop Songs and Alternative Songs charts and many other charts around the world. More information here.


Now and then I think of when we were together
Like when you said you felt so happy you could die
Told myself that you were right for me
But felt so lonely in your company
But that was love and it’s an ache I still remember

You can get addicted to a certain kind of sadness
Like resignation to the end
Always the end
So when we found that we could not make sense
Well you said that we would still be friends
But I’ll admit that I was glad that it was over

But you didn’t have to cut me off
Make out like it never happened
And that we were nothing
And I don’t even need your love
But you treat me like a stranger
And that feels so rough
You didn’t have to stoop so low
Have your friends collect your records
And then change your number
I guess that I don’t need that though
Now you’re just somebody that I used to know

Now and then I think of all the times you screwed me over
But had me believing it was always something that I’d done
And I don’t wanna live that way
Reading into every word you say
You said that you could let it go
And I wouldn’t catch you hung up on somebody that you used to know…

But you didn’t have to cut me off
Make out like it never happened
And that we were nothing
And I don’t even need your love
But you treat me like a stranger
And that feels so rough
You didn’t have to stoop so low
Have your friends collect your records
And then change your number
I guess that I don’t need that though
Now you’re just somebody that I used to know

Somebody
I used to know
Somebody
Now you’re just somebody that I used to know
Somebody
I used to know
Somebody
Now you’re just somebody that I used to know
I used to know
That I used to know
I used to know
Somebody…

Source: Musixmatch

Songwriters: Walter De Backer / Luiz Bonfa

Somebody That I Used to Know lyrics © Unichappell Music Inc., Op Shop Songs Pty Ltd.

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Again all the emotions are here. When one word that terrible argument in the early hours that escalates to violence , anger, fear everything except delight again.

Its Immie, my favourite with The Moment I said it.

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Now I must find some delight. Well I have chosen Avenue Beat with Delight for no other reason than I like it and it fits the bill and after the first two songs we need something cheery 💜💜

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Avenue Beat was an American girl group from Quincy, Illinois, composed of members Sami Bearden, Savana Santos and Sam Backoff. Backoff and Santos were friends growing up and met Bearden at a theater camp in high school. The trio then began traveling back and forth to Nashville where they became based. The group got signed to The Valory Music Co. and Tape Room Records. In September 2021, Sami Bearden parted ways with the band after deciding she no longer wanted to pursue a music career. On October 15, 2021, Avenue Beat disbanded following the release of their first and final album, The Debut Farewell Album, with Santos and Backoff citing that they wanted to support their friend and did not want to continue the band without Bearden.

Delight”

Do you know how much it took for me?
To tell you that I think you’re fine as hell
And do you wanna grab a bite to eat?
I got this coupon to taco bell
You say you can’t right now and when I ask you why
You finally let it out, you say I’m not your type

But I’m a freakin’ delight
I’m a freakin’ delight
I got more bite than a California Zoo
And if you ask my momma she gonna tell you the truth
That I’m a freakin’ delight
I’m a freakin’ delight
I got more pop than a shook up mountain dew
If that’s not what you like
There must be something wrong with you
Cuz I’m a freakin’ delight
I’m a freakin’ delight
I’m a freakin’ delight

I see my family every holiday
That’s when they love to wreck my self-esteem
Ask me why I never bring a date
I think the first verse covered everything
Say I need a real job
I tell them all, please
I get to sing my songs and everybody thinks

I’m a freakin’ delight
I’m a freakin’ delight
I got more bite than a California Zoo
And if you ask my momma she gonna tell you the truth
That I’m a freakin’ delight
I’m a freakin’ delight
I got more pop than a shook up mountain dew
If that’s not what you like
There must be something wrong with you
Cuz I’m a freakin’ delight
I’m a freakin’ delight

Got the high score on Pacman at the arcade
I can still get a sunburn sitting in the shade
I’m pretty much the best at acting out charades
If anybody asks me, I’m gonna say

I’m a freakin’ delight
I’m a freakin’ delight
I got more bite than a California Zoo
And if you ask my momma she gonna tell you the truth
That I’m a freakin’ delight
I’m a freakin’ delight
I got more pop than a shook up mountain dew
If that’s not what you like
There must be
Something wrong with you
Cuz I’m a freakin’ delight
I’m a freakin’ delight
I’m a freakin’ delight.

AtoZ Lyrics

HAPPY Sunday Everyone 💜

The Warrior Within. Revised.

Today ten years after I originally wrote this poem, the reluctant poet read my poem The warrior within. I originally wrote this poem in 2012 when I was on the road to recovery after breaking my back for the second time! I visited that post and I have rewritten it here. Thanks to the reluctant poet for reminding me of those hard day’s.

THE WARRIOR WITHIN.

I shall not run I shall not hide,

I’ll face the void with eyes open wide.

I shall call up my warrior from within

And hone my sword, the battle to begin.

If I must make sense of what is my worth.

I shall do it now and justify my birth..

Each time the void comes for me

I make the mistake of trying to flee.

Why do this time after time, the path is futile

I end up broken, spent and feeling vile.

I shall not flinch this time. I will win

I will answer for every sin.

I see the void approaching swirling round,

My lies and fears creep towards me on the ground.

I start to shake terror grips my insides,

I call up my inner warrior from whence she hides.

With flaming hair of my youth and body strong and straight 

She takes on the terrors sending them to hell’s gate.

From deep inside I find the strength , that others knew I owned,

Sword in hand my bravery returns , refined and truly honed.

I see you disillusion, I see you hopelessness, I see you despair.

I face you now as a warrier you need to take care.

I stand and look you in the eye

I will not flee I will not fly.

I see you and I know you are me 

Yet given time I can make something more of thee.

The warrior within.

We are what we are we are legion.

Forbidden Love  A Nonet 

We walk in  shadows  away from  light

Hidden we belong  to  the  night .

You can never hold  my  hand

A love  like ours is  banned.

People  must not  know

I love you so

forbidden

Is our

Love.

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Butterflies of  Love 

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Image found  here 

Taboos blown to wind and skies

On no man did she depend

Rather to herself true

She turned inward to befriend

Tiny butterflies of love.

Escaped from heaven

Ecstasy pure as  the dove

Unspoken their lust did rise

Such joy forbidden.

*****

Rainbow  Haiku.

Rainbow Cake

Rainbow Cake

Glorious  colours  of  the rainbow

Mixed up in  a cake

Love everyone,  real not  fake

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I am what I am 

Love  me  for what I am

Be I  unsure, woman or man

Let  me live loud and proud

To  be  what I  am, not hide under a cloud.

Transexual, transvestite ,Gay or lesbian

Accept  me, love me,  this  is what I am!

#TANKA TUESDAY #POETRY CHALLENGE NO. 220, #POET’SCHOICE

This Tuesday, the day after Easter Monday, is the first of the month so this week it’s poet’s choice..

I chose a Double Etheree to explore the two sides of Easter.

© willowdot21

Three
seasons
In one day.
April through May
Spring, Summer,Autumn.
It’s all so magical .
When you’re hunting Easter Eggs.
In the garden or in the park.
Filling your Egg basket before dark.
Happy Easter Everyone, he’s risen.
He
Died so
We may live.
He washed away
Our sins and for that
We are truly grateful.
Joy to the world we are saved.

He rose and left an empty grave.
No one saw him go but he saved us.
Be blessed he is risen for all of us.

Photo by Italo Melo on Pexels.com

Part of Colleen’s Tuesday Tanka Challenge.

Ronovan Writes Décima Poetry Challenge Prompt No. 47: (START) in the A rhyme line.

Ronovan Writes Decima Challenge Image
Hi, it’s time for Ronovanwrite’s Weekly Décima. You may, if you wish, make some kind of link between the Haiku Challenge prompt of (ACHE and Ease) here is mineand this Décima Challenge of START in the A rhyme lineThis means you could write a haiku post using the prompt words. Then do a Décima post using this week’s prompt uniting the two with a common message.
The 2 CHALLENGES are SEPARATE but can be combined as I have chosen to do again.
Image from Pixabay.

Midas Ache.

She was left wanting from the start.
From her first breath she was needy.
Misunderstood and thought greedy.
So much emptiness in her heart.
She kept this secret, being smart.
Relationships, never lasted.
Through feasting times she fasted.
Try as she may she was
shadowed
Sadness and pain from her soul flowed.
Hopes out of the waters blasted

Ronovan Writes #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge 347 ACHE and Ease.

Image from Pixabay.

Ache and ease.
This ache is constant
Midas like it mars my life.
Nothing can ease it.

Ronovanwrite’s.

This is part of Ronovanwrite’s Weekly Haiku Challenge

#TANKA TUESDAY #POETRY CHALLENGE NO. 209, #POET’SCHOICE

Hooray, Colleen and her Tuesday Tanka Challenge is back from her short break. Colleen has been on the move and I for one wish her every happiness in her new home. Colleen said “Since it’s the first poetry challenge of the new year, Word Crafters, choose your own syllabic poetry form, theme, words, images, etc. It’s up to you!”

I have chosen to write an Acrostic Poem on the theme of Cancer. A subject that is giving me grief at the moment. Please don’t worry, as far as I know, I DO NOT HAVE CANCER sadly I have friends that do.

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Cancer Acrostic

Photo by cottonbro on Pexels.com

Cunning, creeping, conniving

Ailing , sickening  no longer thriving

Nearing  the end of  your tether

Coping, worse  and worse  than ever

Eroding  you slowly  from the inside

Ruin it, kill it, crush  it, poison it until it dies!

This is part of Colleen Chesebro’s Tuesday Tanka.

Thursday photo prompt: Dream #writephoto

This week’s prompt ~ Dream

For visually challenged writers, the image shows a pale pathway meandering through a field of purple heather towards the green of distant hills.

Sleep would not come, just waves of fear and pain. There was no silence either. Voices discussing, the news, gardens, family, Covid… I can’t blame them this was their day. Their shift, they would go home and sleep.

The scariest thing was the voice that echoed through the ward of the disturbed patient who repeated and repeated “It’s the Covid cough, the Covid, Covid, cough gonna get you” If he was not sleeping that’s all I could hear. It was better during the day because he’d call out for “Tea tea” and the nurses would bring him one and then he would shout “Happy Birthday” and we’d all smile.

At night it felt like he was closer, he was not, he was on the male side of the ward but sound carries at night. I was frightened, unreasonably so by this prophet of doom. I was lonely and in pain.

Then the pain spiked I had to give in and use my buzzer, the nurse came I told her I couldn’t take the pain. She gave me some intravenous painkillers as an extra to the antibiotics and fluid IVs. She stayed a while and then thankfully I drifted off to a better place.

There lies the path

Through seas of purple heather

Morpheus lifted

Me off to the land of dreams

Fear and pain was then banished.

This is part of Sue Vincent’s Thursday Photo Challenge, #writephoto

Colleen’s 2020 Weekly #Tanka Tuesday #Poetry Challenge No. 184, #SpecificForm

WELCOME TO TANKA TUESDAY!

Colleen’s Weekly Tanka Challenge.

It’s the fifth Tuesday of the month! This is our chance to work with a specific syllabic poetry form. Take this opportunity to learn more about the particular form.

This week’s form is:

Haibun

As an added bit to the challenge… please use Frank J. Tassone’s photo as the inspiration for your Haibun. Frank says this spot is called Getrude’s Nose, a Rocky promenade located in Minnewaska Preserve State Park, in the Shawangunk Mountains outside New Paltz, New York (about a 2 hour drive out of NYC). Please include the copyright to the photo in your post.

I decided to take on Colleen’s challenge and write about part of my recent time in hospital.

The Table.

© 2020 Frank J. Tassone

I lie on my side, voices above my head are panicked. Another voice arrives, a quick discussion ensues. Angiogram is mentioned, I am moved. It’s all panic and pain. My head searches for escape, trees, rock, warmth and peace. The voices decide what they are doing. A voice barks orders at me, the pain increases…..

Help me fly, Gaia.

Bare me away on wings of

Your healing powers

Unrequieted Love

Image from here

Jump  she said , How  high

Was his gentle  reply.

He  would  do  anything for her

Yet  she  scorned  him and  treated  him like  a cur.

Presents he lavished on her  daily

She  accepted  them then  dismissed him gayly

She  was always on  her way  out

Never  a thank  you, she’d  just  floor him  with a pout.

One  day he could  take  no  more

So  he  pushed  a  note  through  her  front door.

I can’t go  on trying  to  get  your favour

I am wasting  my  time, it shows in your  behaviour .

On her own

Then  he was gone  and  she  was on her own

She  was shocked  to the core, cut right to the bone.

She  really  had  not  realized  how  much  he’d  done  for her

No  she  did  not  realize  she loved  him  til he  was no longer  there!

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