The Other Side of the Sun

We’re seriously considerin
To live & die in endless Sin
Searchin where we do begin
Fall & fail to lose or win
I’m hopelessly in love with you
If thats not right, what is true?
You say its just a different view
Leavin me without a clue
I’m rushin forth, you’re lingerin
You pause, I play right to the end
Skippin through a life within
A moment passin by again
!
If this is all we’ve done
Lived without fun
I think its time to run
To the other side of the sun
!
A puppeteer you pull my strings
Push my buttons, cut my wings
Till you become my everything
Then leave me just to go & sing
A martyr to no crime or cause
Within whats life we learn whats loss
The journey that leads to your rose
Holds the thorns that do oppose
So call me what you should or may
Call me a dreamer or just crazy
For all along & to this day
I haven’t learned how to play
!
If this is all we’ve done
Lived without fun
I think its time to run
To the other side of the sun

Yeah I think its time to run

To the other side of the sun

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57 thoughts on “The Other Side of the Sun

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  3. If this is all we’ve done
    Lived without fun
    I think its time to run
    To the other side of the sun

    Yeah I think its time to run

    Nicely done…and we have to have fun!

    Thanks for your comment on my blog. Andy Warhol was an American artist in the 1970’s, did screen prints of pop art. You may have seen the series he did of Marilyn Monroe. A very disturbed but interesting person. The poem deals with his life. (His work nets millions of $ now)

  4. Very creative take on Warhol; making the story both personal and referential really works here. Makes for a strong thematic backbone for the poem. Thanks for posting, and pretty clever on word choice for the rhyme scheme!

    crb.

  5. Brilliant poem, you really bring out the feelings well. We’ve all been there, and it is a really sad feeling.

    “I’m hopelessly in love with you
    If thats not right, what is true?
    You say its just a different view
    Leavin me without a clue”

    Those lines just hit me really hard.

    I really liked your style of writing, the way the words flow so smoothly. Great poem!

  6. Good poem even though I generally do not like rhymes. This one is good though and it expresses the desire to finally be released from constraints very well. I particularly liked the third part starting the puppeteer. Good job.

    • It was the first line that came to mind when I started writing it & I started imagining what’d it be like there πŸ™‚

      Thanks for reading & liking the concept πŸ™‚

  7. I really like the imagery of running into and falling “hopelessly” in love.. My fav line:
    “A puppeteer you pull my strings
    Push my buttons, cut my wings
    Till you become my everything”

    I felt really connected to those lines. Thanks again for reading my post!

  8. “A puppeteer you pull my strings
    Push my buttons, cut my wings
    Till you become my everything
    Then leave me just to go & sing”

    Wonderful. Just wonderful.

  9. wow – I must agree with you how do we live with out fun? this is a lovely piece I’m glad I stopped by thanks for sharing!

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  11. ‘If this is all we’ve done
    Lived without fun
    I think its time to run
    To the other side of the sun’
    Awesome! Seeking enjoyment in life… It should be a song πŸ™‚ You have a great style of writing… Glad I got here!

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