Long Shania Poems
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I cried a tear, you wiped it away I was confused, you cleared my mind I sold my soul, you bought it back for me And sustained me and gave me dignity Somehow, you needed me [Both] You gave me the strength to be alone again To face the world on my own again You placed me high up on a pedestal So high I could almost see eternity You needed me, you needed me [Bridge: Anne Murray, Shania Twain & Both] And I can't believe it's you, I can't believe it's true I needed you and you were there Mmm, and I will never leave, why should I leave? I would be a fool For I finally found someone who truly cares You held my hand when it was cold When I was lost, you brought me home You gave me hope when I was at the end And turned my lies back into truth You even called me a friend
That Shania Twain
Drives me insane
She croons out the songs, “In my Car”…..
My glorified feminist is “SHE”
The ferocious female hunter
She knows when to be feminine
“Man! I Feel like a Woman!” is what gets her prey
Oh, Shania, “I’m Jealous!”
Confident of her sexuality
Yet, “She’s not Just a Pretty Face”
“Don’t be Stupid,” ….You KNOW women rule
Cause, hey BOYS….“I’m Going to Get You GOOD”
Yes, Shania, “You’re Still the ONE”
Who makes me believe
That I CAN control of my life
“From this Moment On”
Eileen Manassian Ghali
Favorite Lines of MINE:
In My Car:
But in my car--I'll be the driver
In my car-I'm in control
In my car--I come alive and
In my car—I am the driver--
Watch me now!
(I’m never as free here in Lebanon as I was in Cyprus…….Driving over a 100 Kilometers per hour…..Window down……..Wind in my hair……..Music blaring………IN CONTROL)
I’m Gonna Getcha Good:
Uh, I Know I sound serious and baby I am
You’re a fine piece of real estate, and I’m gonna get me some land
(FOR ONCE….MEN get treated like objects and NOT women!)
Man! I Feel Like A Woman:
The girls need a break tonight we're gonna take
The chance to get out on the town
We don't need romance, we only wanna dance
We're gonna let our hair hang down (OH HOW I LOVE TO DANCE)
The best thing about bein' a woman
Is the prerogative to have a little fun and
Man, I Feel Like a Woman (Sorry guys…There is NO feeling like being a woman IN CONTROL)
She’s Not Just a Pretty Face:
She is your waitress, she is your judge
She is your TEACHER
She is every woman in the world
She’s…not…just a pretty face
She’s..not..just a pretty face
She’s..got..everything it takes
She’s..mother..of the human race
She’s..not..just a pretty face
South Park and
Dragon tales.
Twin peaks and
Seinfeld.
Family guy and
The Daily Show.
Ace of Base and
Cheryl Crow.
Friends and
Will and Grace.
Babylon 5
and spaced.
The X-files and
The West Wing.
Fancy and
Shania Twain.
King of the hill
And Mad TV.
Sponge Bob and
Ren and Stimpy.
Frasier and
The King of Queens.
Boogie nights and
MR. Bean.
Spawn and
Blue's Clues.
Goodfellas and
Dazed and confused.
TMNT and
3rd rock from the sun.
In living color and
Brooks and Dunn.
Jackie Brown and
Wayne's World.
Beastie Boys and
Don't take the girl.
***** as folk and
Beavis and Butthead.
The Simpsons and
Father Ted.
Lil Kim and
The Sopranos.
Selena and
Hey Arnold.
Reservoir Dogs and
Johnny Bravo.
Clueless and
You oughta know.
Turbo1904 ?
I wish I were an angel
To flood your world with my light
To hold, comfort and cheer you
All through long lonely night
I wish I were a fairy
To flit about your dear heart
To give it tiny squeezes
When about to fall apart
I wish I were a goddess
Of beauty a paragon
So you would gaze and wonder
Thoughts of any other gone
I wish I were a muse
Living there inside your mind
To offer inspiration
When right words you need to find
I wish I were a princess
Blessed with luxury so fine
I’d make you live in splendor
If you promise to be mine
I wish I were a star
Sprinkling stardust down on you
Guiding each and every step
Make your dearest wish come true
I wish I were the moon
Working on your inner tides
Drawing you ever closer
Till in me your love abides
I wish I were the sun
Burning to the very core
Searing you with my passion
Rays touching what I adore
I wish I were a flower
To bloom nurtured by your care
Wrap you in my loving scent
Make life beautiful and fair
I wish I were the wind
Caressing you every way
Enfolding you in my arms
Seductress having my way
I wish I were the rain
That wets body through and through
That sprinkles love droplets soft
But then drums itself on you
I wish I were the sea
Foaming, churning ecstasy
To draw you into my depth
Riding waves, unleashed and free
But I am just a woman
I’m as simple as can be
But if you give me your love
All these wonders you will see
Eileen Manassian Ghali
Inspired in part by Shania Twain’s song: “Jealous” I love that woman…She is awesome. Wish I could see her in Vegas…She is there performing now…Such great songs….
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=en4GjDEHasI
It only hurts when you let it. I used to be the living example of the words to Shania Twain's song: "It only hurts when I breathe." I'm becoming stronger. I need to be. It's called self-preservation...and I need to survive.
It only hurts when you let it. Will I be liked by everyone? NO! That thought in itself used to KILL me. The need to please and be liked by everyone would make me unable to say no to things people would ask of me. I didn't want to lose face. I didn't want to disappoint. I didn't want to offend. I'm still like that....but I'm working on it.
It only hurt when you let it. What others think of me....doesn't define who I am. It used to. That related to my poetry as well. I'd try to write what's kosher. In particular, my sensual writes were and are a source of torment at times. Judgementalism still stings. It only hurts when you let it.
Yes, it only hurts when you let it. I will TRY not to give anyone the satisfaction of bringing me down through their criticism, prejudices, and yes, even through their neglect. If I'm not read or congratulated or applauded, I won't let it get to me because it only hurts when you let it.
This is a big step for a sensitive soul. However, I'm taking that step. I'm tired of letting it hurt me, but here's the thing: It only hurts if you let it! :)
Eileen M