The Blah Song
The Blah Song
I tried to write a song
I really did.
But
My Verses lost Pitches and Patterns.
The Sound and the silence,
Struggled in between a Variety of Forms.
'A minor
'B major
'D minor,
Strings screamed
As the song goes!
But I couldn't write it.
My Melodic phase,
Lyrical blocks
Disagrees, as my heart agrees
With Nostalgia.
My pitch references are terrible,
As
My Octets and couplets
Are troubled
And
My repetition of Words,
Worries me.
So, here I am writing a Song
With Blah.
Blah, blah and blah
As
Blah, blah agrees with my moods
And
Rhymes.
As
Blah, blah annoys with my Humans
And
Pops.
Blah, blah adjusts with my A minor
And
D major.
Blah, blah hangs with my mid life
And
Dazzling lights.
Blah, blah trades with Shakespeare's sonnet
And
Presley's Melody.
Blah, my Whiteman is hanging
Behind the starry night
As
I am enjoying my melancholic drippings.
So,
Here I am taking a swag of
Replacing
Every element of a Song
With Blah's
Maybe,
Then
Maybe
People will realize,
Even A song looks beautiful
In the hands of
A dirty Hands