#9 Puzzle Piece

(Josie Sayz: This is the ninth instalment of my ‘Rollercoaster Rainbow’ anthology. It has kind of expanded over time. The two verse pieces were originally a poem on their own and chorus just fell into place a lot later. This poem in particular is rather special to me.)

I love a rhythm and a rhyme.
Make it perfect every time.
But I’ve just gotta find
The right words in my mind;
To describe you
And everything you do.
You know, it’s all because of you,
You’ve changed my point of view.
I’d often dream of my happily ever after,
Days of love and fun and always filled with laughter.
Once upon a time,
You were a fairy tale.
I dreamt you’d take me by the hand
And together we’d set sail.
But I knew that was just a dream.
It was never meant to be.
That was just a fantasy
And this is reality.
I love your smile and caring eyes,
The kind that hypnotise.
Someone to keep me safe and warm
And save me from the storm.
That someone was you,
Came riding out the blue.
It’s like you arrived on cue.
You’ve shown me something new.
I’d often dream of my happily ever after,~
Days of love and fun and always filled with laughter.
Now I’m in once upon a time,
Living my fairy tale,
Because you’re my knight in shining armour
And together we’ve set sail.
I never knew what was missing
Until you found the missing piece.
That missing part was you
And now the jigsaw is complete.

- Josie -

Paris Cliché

(Josie Sayz: This kind of just came to me. Some of the rhymes took a while to put together, so it may not flow as well as it could have. Also, some of the rhythm can be a little different here-and-there and the trochee/iambic pentameter may appear a little off in places, but it is intentional.)

A story starts: Once upon a time,
If I said it was ours, I’d be telling a lie.
It starts on the streets of Paris.
I am no cliché, because there’s no one beside me.
My heart does not belong to a man’s.
There is no one beside me, holding my hands.
It does not come down to chance,
That I’m alone on the streets of France.

No horizontal stripes placed upon me,
And the Eiffel Tower’s just something to see.
I won’t even wear my beret,
Walking alone along Champs-Élysées.
Oh, I will not obey,
To following Paris cliché.

I knew you once, way back when,
Ends were beginnings and beginnings were ends.
There’ll be no bread breaking to dine;
I’m sat alone, but I won’t try the wine.
Oh, how we’d have fooled them all,
The assumptions they’d come to, the names they would call.
There’ll be no wishes on stars,
Or placing padlocks upon Pont des Arts.

No fashionable dress upon me,
Amour pour toujour – it means nothing to me.
I won’t waste the day away,
Perched outside a French café.
Now, please, don’t delay,
To abolish the Paris cliché.

Oh, how I want it to go away,
The feeling of Paris cliché.

- Josie -

#8 Never Loved You

(Josie Sayz: This is the eighth poem from my ‘Rollercoaster Rainbow’ anthology.)

Don’t close your eyes,
To where everything is black and white.
Don’t close your eyes,
I just wanna make everything alright.
Don’t leave me now,
When I am most vulnerable.
You tell me you love me,
But change is inevitable.
Sometimes it’s like we’re seeing eye-to-eye,
But now it’s like you’ve made an alternate 1985.
I say we,
But you say I.
I say ours,
But you say mine.
What’s a girl
Supposed to do?
Made me feel
That I belong.
Now I’m all alone
Writing this song.
Almost got me wishing that I
Never loved you.
You’ve made me feel
So lost and confused.
You change your mind so easily,
I don’t know what to do.
Don’t waste your breath,
Trying to pretend everything’s alright.
Don’t close your eyes,
‘Cause I don’t wanna say goodnight.
Sometimes it’s like we’re seeing eye-to-eye,
But now it’s like you’ve made an alternate 1985.
I say we,
But you say I.
I say ours,
But you say mine.
What’s a girl
Supposed to do?
Made me feel
That I belong.
Now I’m all alone
Writing this song.
Almost got me wishing that I
Never loved you.
Never loved you.
Never loved you.
Sometimes wish that I
Never loved you.
Never loved you.
Never loved you.
Please note that I’ll be okay,
If we both go separate ways.
Although I wish you’d just asked me to stay
For the night.

- Josie -