Best Had A Good Run Poems
A revolving door of visiting friends
Old and new, at the hospital, day by day.
Stalked by death's brooding shadow;
Cancer-stricken and terminally ill,
Yet faces his mortality with courage.
His bones ache yet his heart sings
As he lay dying without regrets.
A man of faith, he feels no fear
As he embarks on his final destination.
His journey from stunned denial to
Acceptance of his fate, complete.
What a life! He had a good run.
Loved ones surround his death bed.
His wife of more than half a century
Keeps round the clock vigil.
His bones ache yet his heart
Coos along to her farewell song,
Softly sung into his right ear.
Hand in hand, a goodbye kiss on his brow.
A stream of peacefulness flows
Through the clearing of his mind
As he slowly slips away; his bones
Ache no more.
Rest in peace little Moses,
your job here is done.
In birdie years
you had a good run.
Fly up to the heavens,
free and with joy.
I'll miss your sweet song
my lovely, wee boy.
A joy you had been
for many a year
and I'll miss you my friend,
a pet, oh so dear.
Goodbye little Moses,
may God give you wing
to fly through the heavens
and with angels sing.
My wife has been asking for a divorce
I'm thinking this time that she is right
It's been a long time in the making
And I know I've put up a good fight
All the time that we've spent together
Must now come to an end
It's true it's you that I cling to
But this is best if the relationship is to mend
Of course I'm a little bit nervous
And this will take time to adjust
But cutting ties is the best of advice
So cutting ties I feel is a must
I think back years ago to the very first call
I picked it up innocently enough
It didn't take long for you to take over my life
Where I fell under your spell, thinking it love
We've been side by side from that moment
I've held you tenderly all of this time
I'm finding it hard to let go of you
But it's best that we part and say our goodbyes
For all good things must come to an end
And we both had a good run of course
So I'm telling you now "Cell Phone" my friend
From you I need a divorce...
We have had a good run,
peerless under the sun,
sired the likes of Einstein,
Da Vinci and Beethoven,
though such genius is lost
on the bear and the pelican.
But perhaps our greatest gift
to this our common home,
is not the civics of Rome,
nor the most literary tome,
but a mind that has grown
far superior to our own.
For with our cerebral might,
we will continue to fight,
can’t tell wrong from right,
nor help the planet’s plight.
Our only hope of salvation
is the birth of a higher light,
conceived in every byte.
Soon we can get some rest,
let a new brain take the test.
We’ve tried our hand with zest,
but without much success.
So a successor we will bless;
it’s time we laid down the burden,
took off the ill-fitting mantle,
content to be second best.
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You cannot know my heart,
or what you've put it through.
You ran away with hers,
Now I'm running away from you.
So don't you dare come back here,
knocking at my door.
What is it that you want from me?
To take a little more?
I'm not sure what it is you're feeling,
or where you mean to go with this.
But, I am busy healing.
I am not yet at forgiveness.
Live your life...be happy...
however you choose to do.
"We had a good run.".....right?...that's what you said.
Now, I know we're through.
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~ * ~ dedicated to my beautiful daughter....you are going to be okay. ~ * ~
run boy run
It’s all in good fun
Stealing old Hickory’s gun
Watch out for that hole
jump boy jump
over the hump
land with a thump
and drop the gun
shout boy shout
real loud out
your such a lout
the gun went off
bang went the gun
it’s all in good fun
we had a good run
and shot old Hickory’s butt
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You are a sadistially
twisted
A 5 star strategist
Utilizing
psychological
warfare
Methodically
weaving your
weapons of
mass destruction
An artillery that
penetrated my psyche
Leaving me confused
by your stealth
and deception
Maneuvering me
into believing
that I was nothing
Poisoning my mind
with your strong
defense position
You are a trained
artillery in the use
of suprise
Your game of
warfare I couldn't
play anymore
Take all your
strategy and
play your game
of warfare
somewhere else
Your game was not
in the least fun
You had a good run
I am so done
with Anthony
you're heartless... a cold hearted "witch"
you're a hex on me from the wicked, wicked witch
you're selfish...wanting what’s best for you
there's evil... a devil in you too
you're an angel; a demon in disguise
a saint; a sinner in my eyes
you're two faced, I see them both clear
you're lying… like I’m not standing right here
I ask myself... why I let me fall
like a rollercoaster ride
its over, you ask, is that all?
thanks to you... I’m dying inside
you're so shady...let me shed some light
it’s your fault... every single fight
your games are... so cussing cruel
you played me... I was the fool
you're laughing, while I am on my knees
inside, I’m waiting for your pleads
so I can knock that... grin from your face
and leave you... sitting in my place
you're heartless... a cold hearted "witch"
you're a hex on me from the wicked, wicked witch
you're selfish...wanting what’s best for you
there's evil... a devil in you too
you're an angel; a demon in disguise
a saint; a sinner in my eyes
you're two faced, I see them both clear
you're lying, like I’m not standing right here
you're gone now, so far from here
you'll never see me cry, I'll never shed a tear
you're a memory, an echo from the past
a lesson well learned, but it wont be the last
you were everything I want, but nothing like I thought
you can lie to the next guy, but this time you're caught
it didn’t last long...we had a good run
but I'll never forget... the things that you have done
you're heartless... a cold hearted "witch"
you're a hex on me from the wicked, wicked witch
you're selfish...wanting what’s best for you
there's evil... a devil in you too
you're an angel; a demon in disguise
a saint; a sinner in my eyes
you're two faced, I see them both clear
you're lying, like I’m not standing right here
you're heartless... a cold hearted "witch"
you're a hex on me from the wicked, wicked witch
you're selfish...wanting what’s best for you
there's evil... a devil in you too....you're heartless........
M.W.Patrick
The time has come for me to move on,
to let go of things I've held for so long
with a new day and time I've tried to forget,
all the pain in my life from people I've met
But time is the greatest healer I've heard in the past
That's how I know this pain won't last
I've climbed a mountain I've almost reached the top
it's a hard journey,but I'm not about to stop
My heart is healing with God's help I know
He keeps me strong wherever I go.
This yesterday's pain had a hold on me
so strong and so tight I could hardly see
The damage it done, my soul grew so weary
but I kept on climbing and now I see clearly
the lessons from God he wants me to learn
the lesson is that now it's my turn
to take this mountain and show it whose boss
to climb without stopping no matter the cost
It will not defeat me, there's too much at stake
to let this pain my life overtake
Thank you lord, for making me strong,
for being with me when others were gone
for carrying me when I couldn't walk
for being my voice when I couldn't talk
for being my eyes when I couldn't see
for taking my hand and leading me
for loaning me an angel when times were hard
for giving me the strength to make a new start
because yesterday's pain is about to die,
a horrible death without a soul to cry
so long my pain, you had a good run
to rip me,and ride me, now your time is done
If I Go Before Farewell
I was the harvest of the black hooded Specter of Death
Caught by surprise He stole my last breath
His Scythe cut me down mechanically with dispassion
My heart lost it's rhythm, my color became ashen
As I was turning to dust,my eyes had gone blind
Just another Marcher in the Parade of Mankind
I raced in the sunlight as a golden child
I sang and I laughed but mostly I smiled
And then walked as a man with prowess and pride
Only to wrinkle and gray and finally died
And freed of my earthly bonds forever
To live in the region, the region of Never
The sun shall kiss these cheeks no more
The river my companion as I rest on Wye Shore
I leave without regret as I had a good run
I did things my way, I beat my own drum
The mysteries of life no longer in doubt
Now I know what the the meaning of life is about.
It's about friends and children and the woman I love
It's about music and poetry and the good Lord above
It took a lifetime to realize the best is simple and plain
My woman's beautiful face and the smell after it rains
Good food and wine the setting sun in the sky
The laughter of your children and a new baby's cry
The touch of her hand and the perfume of her hair
The taste of her lips , her serene face while in prayer
Her purity of Soul, the charity of Heart
The soft touch of her hand and the depth of her smart
All these pleasures in life along with the pain
Will pass into Eternity as tears in the rain
And to my friends I thank for sharing your time
I loved you all, you were all sublime
And now to the Ages is where I presently dwell
This is my destination before bidding farewell
And Other Loving Hands To Help Us (Matt. 28: 19, 20 & 1 Tim. 4: 16)
Out Of Personal-Pits-Dug
And When Others Blame God …
… I Just Want To Give Them A Big-I-Care-Hug !
And Tell ‘Em, Humans Chose Rebellion
They and ‘We’, Chose To Go It Alone
Independence or Ignorance …
That’s Us … Singing That 'Hit' Song !
(So … Can’t Blame God, For What’s Wrong)
See … If You Steal From Your Mum or Poppa
They Too, Will Send You Away
They May Leave The Door Open
In Case You Return One Day
And If You’re Out There Doing Bad
And Bad Things Happen To You
You Can’t Rightly Blame Parents
For The Path You Choose …
But You Want Them To Bail You Out
When Their Good Advice You Refuse
(You Wanna Use Them) … That’s Just Twisted !
If You Blame Them, ‘Cause You Lose …
… Your Dignity and Divinity
And Lord Help Us … This Is Humanity !
And If You Don’t Believe … Scripturally ( 2 Tim. 3: 16 )
Then, Just Check Out Man-Made-History …
… It’s Filled With Hate
Its Even Up-To-Date …
So, Don’t Lie or Blame, To Your Own Infamy
Please, Don’t Repeat The Words, of Mankind’s Enemy ! ( Gen. 3: 4, 5 )
‘Tis A Lie, ‘Tis A Lie, 'Tis A Lie, We Must Reject ! …
I Say This With Godly-Love and Soul-to-Soul-Respect
God … Is Bona-Fide Benevolence And Beauty At Its Best …
I Bless Him, With My Last Breath !
Yet, I Know Some Here, Have Been Hurt
By What Others Say and Do …
But In All Fairness, My Beloved-God,
They Are So Wrong To Blame You
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Respect and Remind
Remind With Respect
Agnostics, Atheists and Bitter-Hearts
Beware of Belittling HE, of The Highest Courts
HE Is Not One To Mess With, Or To Be Mocked
In HIS Hand, Is The Key, To Your Own-Death-Lock …
Now, If You’re One To Say, “Oh, I Had A Good-Run
I’ve Had Fun, and Now, If It’s Done … It’s Done”
And If You Are Ready To Leave, When His Kingdom Comes …
You Won’t Mind, Your Last Breath, Blown To Oblivion
By: The MoonBee
I’ve heard whisperings,
rumors of a new manifest destiny.
What that entails, I can’t be sure.
But it’s bound to happen.
Rumors always stem from some sort of truth.
And I intend to find it, even if it tears me apart.
People are searching for a new home.
We’ve ruined the ones we have.
Squandered our resources.
And now we will pay for it.
Is there hope for this race?
Just a shred.
We had a good run, but our time is up.
We ignored all the warnings,
And now it’s to late.
The worst of it is, there’s nothing I can do.
Once again I find myself powerless and at the same time,
helpless.
If I can’t help myself, how can I expect to help them?
Self-sacrifice, is that it’s true definition,
to help others, when there’s nothing you can do for yourself?
Then so be it.
I’ll break myself to save them.
And they will hail me a martyr.
A savior to a dying race.
Just look to the past, you’ll see it’s true.
We nailed one to a tree long ago and look where that’s gotten him.
He saved our souls and denied himself.
So shall I do the same and they will hate me for it.
My blood will cover these cities.
It will cleanse and purify, restoring all that was lost.
Then Hope will return like a child, a thief.
Small, Silent, Unsettling.
And given time it will grow, allowing us to continue.
A renewed strength pulsing through our veins.
And so we shall carry on,
until again hope is lost and another will rise, like so many before him,
to lose himself and save us all.
How do I know that you're not the one?
This seems like such a strange opening line,
It feels like it ought to be the reverse,
When all of this time we've had so much fun,
With sincerity, rhythm, and verse.
How do I know that you're not the one?
The ambiguity is so divine,
No way to say yet just who's faulting who,
Seems like so far we have had a good run
Though presently we're feeling quite blue.
It is certainly not that we're right!
The ‘powers that be' will never approve.
Who else would argue that our love is wrong?
There is no lawyer to help with our plight
And our prayer is a personal song.
Morning comes and the day seems so bright,
In your presence I can not think to move,
At my desk there's no escape from your rhyme.
This love feels like I am flying a kite,
Its stark flight takes my heart out of time.
How do I know that you're not for me?
Well for just one thing our issues are tough
And connections that restrain us are real
The poignant truth is our hearts are not free
And there's no place to file an appeal.
How do I know that you're not for me?
We know that saying goodbye can be rough
Could this really be how our story ends?
Our tears self-contained as casually
Two lost lovers part ways, but as friends.
Someone calls out, ‘Hey! Don't rock the boat! '
And I'm feeling like we're in a movie,
Somehow my part has changed to ‘script writer? '
But I'm more inclined to dig us a moat,
I've never been much of a fighter.
Hold it! The high priest's squeezing the throat
Of the wrong man! Yes! I'm feeling groovy!
Wow! This isn't a script I'm defending!
Rather than become somebody's scapegoat,
Let's just figure out our own ending!
Brian Johnston
July 06, 2014
You can break my heart
You can make me lonely
You can forsake my love
But I ask of you only
Don't crush my pride
Don't leave me denied
Please give me a last kiss goodbye
A kiss goodbye
Will let my heart mend
A kiss goodbye
Will let our love end
A kiss goodbye
Will let us part friends
A kiss goodbye
Will let me begin again
I don't have the right
Your eager for him
Let me get your purse
So this is the end
We had a good run
We had some fun
You kissed me, my sweet one
I won't cry
You leave my side
And wave bye
I'll be all right
You drive from sight
Such a bitter sweet night
You know inside
My love can't die
I saw you cry
With our last kiss, a kiss goodbye.
So you’ve been discarded
Like the trash you thought you were
And all the fears you can’t defer
Steal the heart you left unguarded
You feared she didn’t feel the same
She new her mind changed about you, though
She never cared enough to let you know
You’re left with nothing but your shame
But boy, didn’t you have fun?
You both had a good run
But now you're just down to one
And It’s all coming undone
If you keep wishing for death
You may just live to regret it
Fossilize in your tar pit
Feel your lungs running out of breath
But boy, didn’t you have fun?
You both had a good run
Now you're just down to one
And It’s all coming undone
My friend, you’ve been discarded
Like the trash you thought you were
And all those fears you'll never defer
Steal the heart you left unguarded