Musicophilia

Musicophilia
Picture taken from the wall of The Mind Museum at BGC. The blog name "Poetophilia" was inspired by Oliver Sacks' book Musicophilia.

Tuesday, April 05, 2022

Longer

My first completed song. April 5, 2022.

I wish I could tell you

How much you mean to me

I want to stay with you

I want to stay with you, stay with you longer


Verse 1:

I thought I was alone

But I had you to call my own 

You were the one that I could turn to

The place that I came home to 


In a world where I’m alone

There’s a place that I had always known 


Pre-chorus:

I didn’t want it to end this way

I thought that you would always stay 

I wish that you and I could be

Just happy and free, you and me


Chorus:

I want to stay with you

I want to stay with you, stay with you longer


Verse 2:

Thought that I could be a friend

I thought that this would never end 

I didn’t want to know

The future that it holds


Pre-chorus:


I didn’t want it to end this way

I thought that you would always stay 

I wish that you and I could be

Just happy and free, you and me


Chorus:

I want to stay with you

I want to stay with you, stay with you longer (2x)


Repeat verse:

I thought I was alone

But I had you to call my own

You were the one that I could turn to

The place that I came home to 


Repeat chorus: 

I want to stay with you, stay with you longer (2x)


End: 

In a world where I’m alone

I’m on my own 

Sunday, December 05, 2021

Who knows what’s in my heart of hearts?
I wish that I could show it. 
Instead, I wrapped it tightly to conceal
The ones I do not owe it to. That’s fine -
As long as no one knows it, too.

I gave the gift to you one day;
You tore the wrapper open. 
And underneath the layers are
Things that are left unspoken.
I wanted you to see the parts - those parts that have been broken.

You held it up to see the scars;
Knew why I never showed them.

You understood the reasons why
This gift was saved for you; from people who don’t have to know 
What I reveal to you.


Who knows what's in my deepest hearts?
I wish that I could show it.
Instead, I wrapped it tightly to conceal
The parts I don't owe to others to feel.

That's fine - as long as none besides you know.
I gave the gift to you one day;
You tore the wrapper open, layer by layer to show
The things that are left unspoken.

I wanted you to see the broken parts,
The scars that I've kept hidden deep.
You held it up, and with gentle heart,
You understood the reasons why I kept.

This gift was saved for you, from prying eyes,
For you to see what I reveal in trust.
You knew why I never showed these parts before,
And in your hands, my heart is secure.

Tuesday, November 02, 2021

Imagination Gone Blank

Has my imagination gone blank?
The outdoors look so pale.
I see no more than wires and streets
And smoke that mouths exhale.

I yearn to see beyond the clouds
But trees just block my view.
Has there truly been no sun for days?
The birds don’t sing today.

I must go out and find the breeze
That once gave life to me.
I must look up, see things unseen,
Let my creativity be sparked, and creativity be keen.

Has my imagination gone blank?
The outdoors look so pale.
The birds are visible, but quiet and still,
The houses are big but empty, with no life to fill.

Perhaps I need to shift my gaze,
To find the beauty in the haze.
Perhaps the world outside is fine,
But my eyes need to redefine.

I need to search for hidden views,
And let my imagination renew.
I'll chase the wind, I'll feel the sun,
And let my creativity again be won.

Dear God, guide my gaze anew,
Help me find beauty, even in the haze, too.
Perhaps the world outside is full of Your grace,
But my eyes need Your insight to see Your face.

Lead me to hidden views, both high and low,
Renew my imagination, that I may see and know.
Give me the courage to chase the wind, to feel Your sun,
Let my creativity be won, and for Your glory, begun.

Saturday, October 02, 2021

Untitled Song

Verse:
Come with me
Sit on the grass
Put your sweater on me
I lean on your chest 
Leave your worries behind
Let me hold your hand
Share your troubles with me
I will understand

Pre-chorus:
The world is for you to discover
The tide waits for you 
So much to defend and recover
The high roads that we must define 

Chorus:
Paint me a picture
Sing me a song
Tell me that you are
Where I belong
You are the memory
Through all of these years
Your love protects me 
You are so dear

Verse:
Lie with me
Let’s watch the sky
Flowing into sunrise  
With you at my side
Gentle breeze is blowing 
Lay your head and rest
Love for now and always
I have found the best

Monday, March 15, 2021

RIP, BIRB: A Haiku

Lain outside the door 

Feathers scattered all around

Petals on the ground


Saturday, January 02, 2021

I’m standing on... (Sonnet 14)

Sharing my favorite quote by Audra McDonald. "I am standing on Lena Horne's shoulders. I am standing on Maya Angelou's shoulders. I am standing on Diahann Carroll and Ruby Dee, and most of all, Billie Holiday. You deserved so much more than you were given when you were on this planet. This is for you, Billie."

This is for you, Pastor W.

I’m standing on the shoulders of the one 
Who still believes in me despite it all.
He tells me I am teachable and called
To lead, to love, to say, 

(unfinished)

Friday, July 03, 2020

Personals Ad

From October 16, 2015
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Introverted creative genius, overthinker worrier
Publishes ad on newspaper
Sick and tired of university life, needing an escape, a date
Thinking she has lost talent: “Would you help a depressed girl? Donate.”

No, not cash. Deliver promise to mailing address: N/A. Lost girl; location unknown.
Meet her instead. Quietly. Because only you would know where to find her.
Bring her to your chest (check if head is at the right place),
Assure her that everything is okay--do not ever,
Ever leave her side. She will push you away, throw fits at you,
Say everything to make you believe she doesn’t need you,
But hold still because your presence keeps her sane,
And your promise keeps her alive.

When she sheds tears, do not be alarmed. Ask her what she feels--keep asking,
Keep trying. You will take her to Capri Island to see electric blue seas and clear skies,
To operas and orchestras to remind her how to feel. You will keep giving--
Even though she tries to run away from you,
You have to keep winning her back.