To Gods of songs and stories everywhere...
Bring me happy melodies...no more sad refrains.

Dearly beloved Gods of stories and songs everywhere
Hello, Angels flitting upon the winds
Embracing us with arms of creative composing
Please listen as I ask in avid supplication
For healing for humanity's collective abundance
I don't want to sing any more sad songs
There are so many, many...
Saddened tales adorned in shades of woebegone sorrow
Hearts broken, souls crestfallen, forlorn and glum
The hums of reject, death, loss and despondent misery
Resound through the halls of time
I exhort and importune thee
Let fly far away, the impish, malevolent devils,
To gather grief and take their leave...
Downcast souls despairing, disconsolate
Rise all, from dismal melancholy
Today,
Gods and Angels
Lift spirits high to the celestial sky

Por favor, please
I don't
want to read any more sad ballads of woe
I Don't
want to Read Any More Sad Songs of injustice
I’ve closed the book, I’ve shut the door,
No sorrowed croons, no aching broken tunes.
Let the melodies lift and rise,
No more tear-stained lullabies.
The air is sweet,
the sky is wide,
There’s laughter rolling down cobbled streets.
I want...give me byways filled with...
the songs that dance and shine,
That echo joy in every line.
Go bring me stories bold and bright
No more shadows
creeping through the night, love shorn
Play me a chorus filled with golden voices---
Uplifting tunes of glorious days
Sung to heart's overtures of jubilation.

I Don't
want to sing Any More Sad Songs
Grant us happy, happy lullabies
Ones that leaves the sorrow behind
Embracing brighter cares
In sweeter melodies.
I Don’t
want to Sing Any More Sad Songs
No more verses drowned in rain,
No more echoes filled with pain.
I choose
a tune that lifts me high,
Like sunlight
breaking through the sky.
The chords will dance, the notes will shine,
a rhythm bursting, bold...divine.
No whispers of the past I’ve known,
Just voices strong,
a joyful serenade.
So let the music play anew,
a melody fresh, alive, and true.
No more
sad songs in my rhyme,
Just golden tunes that stand in time.
Amen.

So let it be!
About the Creator
Antoni De'Leon
Everything has its wonders, even darkness and silence, and I learn, whatever state I may be in, therein to be content. (Helen Keller).
Tiffany, Dhar, JBaz, Rommie, Grz, Paul, Mike, Sid, NA, Michelle L, Caitlin, Sarah P. List unfinished.




Comments (5)
I get it. No Country Western unless it's "Red Solo Cup".
Amen, and amen to that. Blessings to all the sad hearts, find peace in these words. Well said AD.
This was absolutely wonderful. Loved your poem!
Gorgii Porgii! I loved this wondeful call to action! The writing & pictures were exquisite as well! Go gurl! You flame-broiled this piece and made a spiritual feast for us from what remained! 💪🏾🎉🌸
What a good way to look at living one's life. Good job.