Song Poem by Paul Warren

Wasted days without a song
Wanting one that I could sing along
Where I could like the music and the words
But please nothing that is too absurd

And not an ear worm burrowing in
That would be for some un-punished sin
Perhaps a gentle melody written for her
Of their once only love as my heart stirs

So sitting in my lonesome place
Pleading for music to erase
Those thoughts that spin around
A song for me into which I could drown.

© Paul Warren Poetry