Best Song Lonely Poems
I can see, that the sun is hiding it's light today
Through the thick black smoke, I kneel down to pray
The fire went out, that used to burn here in these hands
My brothers gone, that stood with me on this land
I could feel the suns warmth, this morning when I woke
I could see it's orange glow, shining through the smoke
My band of brothers dead, as I'm left here all alone
And this coat I'm wearing, is blood soaked to the bone
I can feel their eyes staring, as they take command
I can hear them speaking words, that I don't understand
And as I lie here bleeding, in the shadows of this tomb
I'm just another lonely soldier, pleading for his mothers womb
This morning I prayed, that I'd make it home alive
But over in the corner, I felt death trying to arrive
The tortured days are unbearable, here beneath this light
So I close my eyes, somehow that helps me fight
But today they broke my spirits, with a sharp searing pain
I tried to think of home, as I lie bleeding in the mud and rain
Then my mind snapped back, as I felt the steel of a cold sharp blade
Today the torture ended, as my world began to fade
I could feel their eyes staring, as they took command
I could hear them speaking words, that I didn't understand
And as I lie there bleeding, in the shadows of that tomb
I was just another lonely soldier, pleading for his mothers womb
Looks like a lonely smile, just maybe a only child
As my days go by, as my hour’s blossom
At times in this open space I’d rather play possum
In your presence my glass is full
Half and hour later your past in nearly consumed
Like concrete my emotions extract and expand
And when I’ve become more that we could bear
My life lead contract is what you demand
Looks like a lonely child, and could be the only smile
Perhaps we could throw time into reverse
Relax and undermine this unforgiving curse
If nothing at all seems any worse
Then we shouldn’t be privileged to hurt
Life, lice, more of timely disease
A worrier finally at ease
An escape requires the keys to theses haunted seas
The only pleasure that taunted me
Looks like a lonely smile, just maybe an only child
Should this daylight torment or burn my eyes
Would you pay to see my lessons learned through lies?
Should this carpet decide not to warm my feet
Then I shall prepare to watch my health swarm in defeat
Somewhere,
near the lake Chad an
exquisite Giraffe has a walk ...
Nikolai Gumilev (the great Russian poet)
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A Giraffe
One day a tipsy Giraffe visited me.
He craned his neck at my chandelier,
He left dirty traces on my floor.
He said: "I' ve brought the wine "Risling",
Drink it with me.
I felt so lonely today under this cold rain,
He was not as exquisite, as a count,
And he was not from the lake Chad,
He was just my friend, the lonely Giraffe ,
And I was very glad to see him!
Each night I sing my lonely song
Hoping it may find its way to attentive ears
But no one seems to hear it
Its forlorn melody calls
Throughout the night
Wishing it had one to feel its cry
But no one comes to its call
Each word of my lonely song
Carries the hopes and dreams I once had
Saving them for times of need
Someday when this lonely song fades away
Someone will respond to its forlorn cry
Hoping to hear my lonely song
But when this day comes
This song will be no more
For the words to my lonely song
Will be lost forever in the wind
Growing up nobody helped me succeed
it's rough lonely when you cuffed to the streets
nothing is sweet I need a blessing for me.
I'm still sane from the stuff that I've seen
lucky I was a strong youngen blessed with a gift.
No big brother but a small one
I'm God's son look what them Mosque halls done
now I have lessons to give.
Forget friends up in school they status
had two faces plus I noticed attitudes was malice.
Who's parents
had a bruised marriage
confused few balance they views
the ruler damaged a jewel.
Banished my pen for year and walk the blocks and thought,
of that Diamond in the sky I'm like I cannot stop.
Heart holds dreams and goals
it's not hard
I have to try alot of rhymes dissposed.
Intertwine with the beat so my mind can mold
it's just a message for the blinded souls
up in these lonely streets.
It's seven o' clock,
looks as if the sun is going down,
haven't heard anything from you.
you called earlier today,
we only talked for a short time,
will I have to be alone tonight?
I called again,
no answer,
you called back and I asked
" what happened",
but from you, no reply.
But that was hours ago
now it's 10 o' clock at night,
will this be another lonely night?
Time is drifting slowly by,
the phone as stopped ringing,
you have not called and I want
to know why, I do not want to worry...
no call from you,
no knocks at the door,
I feel a little anxious inside,
I do not want this to be
another lonely night.
I hear a lonely whistle callin'
callin' out my name
I hear a lonely whistle callin'
beltin' out my name
Now somewhere down South
there is a little house
Somewhere deep down South
there is a little house
The kiddies be steppin'
steppin' along that long lonely way
those little kiddies be steppin'
steppin' steppin' down lonely ways
(bluesy trumpet riff)
I'm hearin' that whistle blowin'
callin' out my name
that lonely whistle callin'
tellin' people 'bout my shame