Long Song sympathy Poems
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Marilyn,
don't displease your only friend;
yust for once take my advice:
your next step is simply wrong...
Marilyn,
your way isn't right to choose!
Marilyn,
please don't go now;
you will never know:
how much pain
and misery
you can leave me;
your farewell kiss
will be your only memory!
Marilyn, think it over...
don't give anything over...
this seems a sacrifice you never did;
hide no secret, I'll understand!
Marilyn, I have been the first
to take hold of your empty hand;
can you give me up so fast?
Yesterday you said you never would!
Marilyn,
don't hope
to find another man,
who will appreciate
you as much as I always do...
it can be so hard for you!
In this white-washed room, time moves slow,
Monitors beepin’ soft and low,
I got tubes and dreams, but one thing’s clear—
The only medicine I need is your voice in my ear.
Nurses come and go like the wind through the door,
But I’m anchored in a hope I can’t ignore—
I’m just waitin’ for your call, baby,
To lift me higher than this hospital wall.
One sweet sound, that’s all I need,
To set this heavy heart of mine free.
Oh, I’m just waitin’, just waitin’—
Waitin’ for your call.
Ain’t no sunlight in these sterile tiles,
But I picture your face and it brings me smiles.
Like Stevie said, “I just called to say”—
But this time, I’m hopin’ you’ll call me today.
If you knew how your voice could heal,
Like Sunday choir or a lover’s zeal—
You’d pick up the phone, babe, make it ring,
Turn this ICU into a soul-song swing.
I’m just waitin’ for your call, darlin’,
Your words could break down every wall.
One “hello,” and my heart takes flight,
Through these IV drips and the long, long night.
Yeah, I’m just waitin’—waitin’ for your call.
Maybe it’s just a whisper,
Maybe a laugh through your tears—
But I’ll be here, my love,
Till your voice fills my ears...
I’m just waitin’... yeah... just waitin’...
Waitin’ for your call.
The future through my palm pilot
Strategizing my future
Through this invincible organizer
Murder reigns
But I’m seeing true life through my murky visor
Simple prayers, hopes and wishes
Sympathy in a blind mans kisses
Pay attention and we notice
Without misery it’s so hard to focus
Pleasure of being decomposed by flesh eating locust
The battles in this life I lead
Shadows in the night twist and turn in greed
It’s all fun and games until we bleed
Senseless, Ain’t it something
How we became a dying breed?
Tears in your eyes, baby girl its okay to cry
Life isn’t promised and someday we all die
Second chances taken too lightly
I reckon you advance in prayers nightly
Shattered glass, invisible window
So insensible, the images that exist through Nintendo
Stress keeps my heart pumping
Guests leap and start to mumble
Ah disgusting maggots, sour dough and dumplings
Poverty and a bumpy road to recovery
I feel like
I'm headed no where fast
In the wrong lane
how long will it last
I see things the wrong way
The storm sings
It's going to be a long day
Maybe things will look up
Until then it has to end
Bad and evil
together they blend
Lust or love
for which would you sin
Agony and defeat
Pay attention
when fate and disaster meet
One knife and death
life is one last breath
Some how it has to end
Mad enough to fear
but sad enough to tear
Patterns of broken hearts in ten
Befriend an old torn apart friend
Only the smart ones know it all
Only the ignorant ones grow to fall
How many replace pride
with a loved one by their side
See signs and hide
be a better man "Hey," I tried
but it has to End
I adore modest women,
so soft-spoken and
very elegant,
who aren't looking for men
to seduce without being
atrracted to them!
There's a shortage of men,
and they try to get whomever they can,
ugly, handsome or good- for -nothing;
all they want is pleasure, not a friend!
I love simple women
who are fashionable
and very sleek;
I love women
who can look in their mirror
and say to themselves,
" I'm beautiful! "
Honesty can make any man weak,
enough to give them much more!
Be careful of women who touch their face
when they laugh and pretend to like your kisses,
giving you the illusion of a full moon...
in the middle of a hot afternoon:
you will burn, but won't remember a darned thing;
and all that wasted energy for a quick sling!
I adore modest women
who don't wear lots of make up...
to hide a despised face;
isn't simplicity
another form of beauty?
I adore modest women
who undress you when they're hot...
they make you feel wanted without words:
and that's when my passion starts up,
and I become a real man!
I wish i could step into you
and from your eyes view me
And see what it is
you want me to change
without you
i'm sitting solitarie in the rain
it's just not the same as
living inside your pain
I wish that i could close my eyes
And open yours upon rested thoughts
Categories ands fun puzzles
Wind, fog and cigarrette smoke
A cure for all the names
Cancer and turberculosis wrote
I wish that you lay across my lap
skimming the "funnies"
Doodling and whispering
"I love you hunnie"
Licking peach cobler from your fingers
And gasping like a broadway singer
with too many rainy days to remember
I’m drinking whiskey
In the cold
Kiss me and perhaps
I may grow old
Until then
I’m drinking
Whiskey in the cold
Perhaps
I will never know you
Well I guess
We were granted
The benefit
Of becoming acquainted
Enduring the shadows
That mirror
Our pictures painted
An expedition
One for all
Yet we remain tainted
How far shall we go
To resume these precious
Elements of snow
My ode to Colorado
I miss you
And you aren’t gone
I miss you
And I’m the one
Who left home
So I miss you
Yet here I am
Drinking whiskey
In the cold
Do you miss me
Perhaps, together
We’ll grow old
Don’t leave me here
Drinking whiskey
In the cold
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