I loved my redhead as well. Gone is she now, to a former lover. Well, current lover better said. I thought we were writing a book together, but I was just a bookmark.
Charles Bukowski existence was needed in every era! Couple his words with the voice of O'Bedlam, you have intoxicating art! This is one of the greatest thing I've ever heard. 🙌🏾
since I was little, I dream of a redhead woman, and since I was a kid I always feel sad and melancholia. like a weight in my chest. always there. I had this redhead woman in my life, it was like christine hendrics but smaller and with green eyes, the most beutifull girl I ever seen. but with so much troubles in mind, suicidal, depression, pills, and other stuff. it was my goddess , my queen, in general. I try to help but she just gone, throw me away . she is alive but not with me. and again , alone again, in the same room , but now with the memories , the bittersweet memories. of the lost readhead, and laugh at this, bukowski was another companion in my life, is like is redacting my toughts again and again.
Your focusing on loss is perfect proof that it is not really loss that brings you grief but that you are nurturing a sense of nostalgia. And that is very poetic of you, in and of itself.
IDK why I love Mr. Bukowski poems maybe it’s that shot of peppermint oil or wasba paste that opens my senses… hahahaha… I feel; it’s the universalness of ppl he is referring to…”there is something wrong with me”… bc stars can fall from dark skies!🎉 An excellent poet…
It's quite interesting how people get used to melancholic/depressive phases, it's a mix of feelings. Sometimes it feel that melancholia is indeed a friend, but not in a usual good relationship, it's the one that destroys your routine and habits and turns it into a frenzy spiral, yet you can't get away from this toxic dear friend.
"Me, i writhe in dirty sheets". This line reminds me of my friend's husband who is now bed-ridden with cancer. Happy he was when his son who works abroad sent him some cash to spend for his medical check-up. He squandered the hard-earned cash with his girlfriend instead. When the moment of truth finally arrived he was dumbstruck to learn that he has cancer in his prostate. I could just imagine how regretful he must have felt at being stupid.
I will do fiveteen minutes of grieving for the lost redhead. I have been doing one minute of grieving, one per minute. For four months. My soul is bruised and bitten from it, and I so much try not to go back. I feel close to my redhead when I am in pain.
Six months and one day without her now. I didn't go back, but I'm yearning for it often enough. It never gets better, but it will get easier. Take care.
What words do you find interestingly out of place? This is absolutely no objection to what you are saying. I really want to hear. I find his word placements great.
There is something wrong with me besides melancholia ‐ and it was so right. A lighthouse amidst sheep wielding axes, the lawnmowers of suburbia, keep your head down and follow the crowd
I met an angel at the bottle shop "Our eftpos isn't working", she said "I'm sure you take cash", I replied "Show me the money", she said That night I spent everything I had She blew my socks off, all the way to sunrise
MELANCHOLIA ,a long word,full of sorrows and sadness. Who has not felt it??? I look at the blue, the warm sun but melancholia still follows me. When it rains I pray to God to wash away my unwanted guest! Besides melancholia there is something else wrong with me. Is it the curse for marry a priest??? No it can not be God knows I did not ptesure thee! What is it ,what can it be??? I am lost can you find me!!! Take me home where I should be!!! Ifeel I do not belong with the place,timing ,and can not breathe,save me please!!!! Meancholia my unwanted guest that haunts me .😔😥👼🙏
A girl, a "lady of the night" really. Although I asumme the relationship was more complex than that. He wrote a book called "Girls" in which he speaks about them.
Life is nothing but mostly suffering and pain....but I wouldn't miss the good things for the world. Thunderstorms, blizzards, break ups, betrayals, christmas presents, great food, sun rises, and music. Quit whining, and get busy living.
I'm curious to why you say that, poetry is an art form which you know, its always subjective to the one perceiving it. Be it sad or happy, angry or joyful.
@@MIs4175 Yes poetry is subjective but what Bukowski delivered wasn't poetry, it's mostly depressive prose with no destination to it, he shouldn't have called it poetry. Poetry has rhythm and rhyme, it tells a story. The past true poets would be spinning in their graves to hear Bukowski's work described as poetry, my worst poetry is better than anything Bukowski wrote.
It makes me so sad because he truly loved that red head there’s so many poems about her
Cupcakes was more an object of lust.
It makes me happy that he could love so much
@@TtotheCizzel what a beautiful perspective!!
@betty. Yeah
Charles Bukowski and Charlie Brown are the same person
I loved my redhead as well. Gone is she now, to a former lover. Well, current lover better said. I thought we were writing a book together, but I was just a bookmark.
u r a Bukowski urself (sort of...)
I felt that...
@@arjunkannambath7328 Chuck would have killed himself before posting this
Very well put. I am in the same way...
You have your own fuckin book, hers sounds lame and boring without you.
Poetry can love, hate, heal and destroy, hurt and rejoice and always does it beautifully
Must be truth
Charles Bukowski existence was needed in every era! Couple his words with the voice of O'Bedlam, you have intoxicating art! This is one of the greatest thing I've ever heard. 🙌🏾
Indeed man indeed. Truly can't get any better than this.
since I was little, I dream of a redhead woman, and since I was a kid I always feel sad and melancholia. like a weight in my chest. always there.
I had this redhead woman in my life, it was like christine hendrics but smaller and with green eyes, the most beutifull girl I ever seen. but with so much troubles in mind, suicidal, depression, pills, and other stuff.
it was my goddess , my queen, in general. I try to help but she just gone, throw me away . she is alive but not with me.
and again , alone again, in the same room , but now with the memories , the bittersweet memories. of the lost readhead, and laugh at this, bukowski was another companion in my life, is like is redacting my toughts again and again.
Your focusing on loss is perfect proof that it is not really loss that brings you grief but that you are nurturing a sense of nostalgia. And that is very poetic of you, in and of itself.
Relax
@@Heybuddy1234 Grind and shut up.
IDK why I love Mr. Bukowski poems maybe it’s that shot of peppermint oil or wasba paste that opens my senses… hahahaha… I feel; it’s the universalness of ppl he is referring to…”there is something wrong with me”… bc stars can fall from dark skies!🎉
An excellent poet…
The music fits 🥺
This is one of the poems of all time
Yes, it certainly is one of them.
Thanks Tom your voice is made for poetry and for the stars of old-time poets.
A gem
Another masterpiece of Bukowski 👌👌
Everything I've heard so far from him are masterpieces
@@josuemazariegos3895 yeah.. Indeed
It’s like this music was made for this poem - great job 👍
It's quite interesting how people get used to melancholic/depressive phases, it's a mix of feelings. Sometimes it feel that melancholia is indeed a friend, but not in a usual good relationship, it's the one that destroys your routine and habits and turns it into a frenzy spiral, yet you can't get away from this toxic dear friend.
Melancholia is the friend who substitutes for an enemy.
it is addictive, and brings a pinch of pleasure and catharsis through long, hard times.
He was an alcoholic so that helps you stay in that state
I find it funny how meloncholy has also had my back. Its the one thing I can count on when everything seems out of reach
The music is cheerfull while the poem is melancholic.......
A bit bipolar 😄
Oh Charles your words are comfort and warmth...love from a melancholic ginger. ✨
Thank you 🖤
This is David Attenboroughs voice at 1 in the morning.
Aca tmb
Even better, it's Tom O'Bedlam's voice at every hour of everyday
Here's 2 am :)
Keep it up!
Cheers man, will do!
Shall it be true ? is her a goddess or just another picture of too many , perhaps a goddess that we only hope for .
"Me, i writhe in dirty sheets". This line reminds me of my friend's husband who is now bed-ridden with cancer. Happy he was when his son who works abroad sent him some cash to spend for his medical check-up. He squandered the hard-earned cash with his girlfriend instead. When the moment of truth finally arrived he was dumbstruck to learn that he has cancer in his prostate. I could just imagine how regretful he must have felt at being stupid.
boomers, when will they learn
I will do fiveteen minutes of grieving for the lost redhead.
I have been doing one minute of grieving, one per minute. For four months. My soul is bruised and bitten from it, and I so much try not to go back. I feel close to my redhead when I am in pain.
Six months and one day without her now. I didn't go back, but I'm yearning for it often enough. It never gets better, but it will get easier. Take care.
@@emmakrumm6399 turn up the drums
One day you will wakeup and you won't feel the same
@@lonewolf33945 In what way do you mean that?
@@emmakrumm6399 u will heale like nothing happen trust me.
I hadnt seen thisone before
I just wish I had young love. And then I would have never felt a day of depression in my life.
Pamela Wood, cheers to you girl
who?
❤️
Melancholia is the feeling you get when you become inoxicated on your own view of the world. Next time remeber how freeing it is to be yourself.
Interesting choice of words… But still beautiful
What words do you find interestingly out of place? This is absolutely no objection to what you are saying. I really want to hear. I find his word placements great.
If I never see you again, I will always carry you, JYA/M.
There is something wrong with me besides melancholia ‐ and it was so right. A lighthouse amidst sheep wielding axes, the lawnmowers of suburbia, keep your head down and follow the crowd
If you aren't the purpose of someones life you are nothing but a pit-stop. And pit stops never last more than a few seconds.
Little redheaded girl.
This poem seems more random than most his poems, but also more pretty. I guess that’s what melancholia is.
He suffered from bipolar
Melancholia can manifest in a few different ways, but "pretty" is not a suitable adjective for any of them.
2:02 "bread and butter" *
😊
it was him who smoked the girl from 5th Element. he was Chris Tucker's character perhaps. whole poem supposed to be in his voice.
The comments saying the music doesn't fit bothers me. If you don't think the music fits, you do not understand the poem. Which is a good thing.
bread and butter
Cheers man, I can't say words are my greatest skill and there's probably a mistake in every video. Think of them as easter eggs hahah!
I met an angel at the bottle shop
"Our eftpos isn't working", she said
"I'm sure you take cash", I replied
"Show me the money", she said
That night I spent everything I had
She blew my socks off, all the way to sunrise
There is something wrong with me besides melancholia
which collection is this poem in ?
Music choices are personal but next time you can try this piece for Bukowski's or any sober poems : ruclips.net/video/S-Xm7s9eGxU/видео.html
fucking incredible piece
Thanks man, I used this for the next video!
Melancholy head like a melon face like a collie
MELANCHOLIA ,a long word,full of sorrows and sadness. Who has not felt it??? I look at the blue, the warm sun but melancholia still follows me. When it rains I pray to God to wash away my unwanted guest! Besides melancholia there is something else wrong with me. Is it the curse for marry a priest??? No it can not be God knows I did not ptesure thee! What is it ,what can it be??? I am lost can you find me!!! Take me home where I should be!!! Ifeel I do not belong with the place,timing ,and can not breathe,save me please!!!! Meancholia my unwanted guest that haunts me .😔😥👼🙏
where her bread and butter are at...not brain and butter
Can someone explain what or who the redhead represents?
A girl, a "lady of the night" really. Although I asumme the relationship was more complex than that. He wrote a book called "Girls" in which he speaks about them.
Some slag
Pamela Wood ("Cupcakes") his girlfriend at that time 1976-1977
My heart tells me to ✝️ cross.the jews leading with you heart by Barbara Streisand love is always right you so right by frank sintra
Life is nothing but mostly suffering and pain....but I wouldn't miss the good things for the world. Thunderstorms, blizzards, break ups, betrayals, christmas presents, great food, sun rises, and music. Quit whining, and get busy living.
The music is not right
What?!! Perfect
FFS with the LOUD music!
The music doesn't match the poem.
Drab, dismal and depressing, I know it's trendy to pretend to like this guy's musings but it's not poetry. pathetic.
I'm curious to why you say that, poetry is an art form which you know, its always subjective to the one perceiving it. Be it sad or happy, angry or joyful.
@@MIs4175 Yes poetry is subjective but what Bukowski delivered wasn't poetry, it's mostly depressive prose with no destination to it, he shouldn't have called it poetry. Poetry has rhythm and rhyme, it tells a story.
The past true poets would be spinning in their graves to hear Bukowski's work described as poetry, my worst poetry is better than anything Bukowski wrote.
Damn I wish I woulda been there to suggest that he trade the bottle and the redhead in for a joint and a blonde or two.