Melanie Poems - Poems about Melanie

Melanie

There is a woman named Melany
Who committed a crime a felony
Despite her deep shame
She rose to unique fame
Bought her nude pics new hair and teeth

Melanie

Her two biggest hits were "Lay Down" and "Brand New Key"
Most fans knew her only by her first name, "Melanie".
She was the pride and joy of the Queens borough of New York City.
Later, Melanie lived in the town of Red Bank, New Jersey.
In France, a song achieved number one with "Bobo's Party"
Later, in the Netherlands,

Lay Down

. for public domain

Set fire to our mothers' graves,
frenetic genetics is all the rave,
give "Yesterday" a parting wave,
reeling feelings now enslaved.

Exchange a useless past for "Now",
the Broken Tablets, the Golden Cow.
Feel the breeze, the chill, the bone,
bow to Nothing, burn the throne.

Low chants that leave no hollow echo,
betoken the trim of New Age deco.
Holding flames

Melanie Departed

MELANIE DEPARTED

Melanie departed. His habits cured her of moon-shine and bambi-eyes. The huge door slammed so tight and her deep footprints in the mud that night made it intelligible to even him that she never would return. This crystal clear taunt was haunting. A spectral of fear hung like a teardrop chandelier, ready to loose

Melanie

Disheveled and dirty she sat 
A guy walking by just spat 
It caught her off guard as she wiped it away 
Wanted to move but decided to stay

She looked forlorn and beat 
Begging for a bite to eat 
I approached and offered her a tenner
Her mind I wanted to enter

I asked for her name as

Melanie

Whenever I look up 
At the stars,
I am eternally grateful.
As even in the unfathomable
Endlessness of the universe, 
I found you. 

I've never written a poem before, so please comment on how I can improve it. I do not know if I chose the most meaningful points to form a new line. 

Thank you!

Melanie Where Is She September 2nd, 2016 Melanie, Found Herself

Melanie, where is she ???
September 2nd, 2016  
Melanie, found herself !!!

Twenty plus years !!!, in a fog.
Many drugs, drug induced stupors
made up most hours of her life !!!

The loss of an appendage
became a door opening,
letting in the long lost light.

My belief is in these words she writes,
“ new life, new hair, back to being

Melanie Where Is She

Melanie, where is she ???

My patience has reached a ceiling.
Much too heavy is this feeling

I get when I get no consideration.
Your total lack of appreciation

breaks my troubled heart
with each and every new start

I become in evolved in.
These journeys, what sin.

I feel that I have reached an end.
Your attitudes, I no longer care to defend,

justify as

Melanie

She killed me…she killed me…
I’m drifting into darkness
Melanie…Melanie…Melanie…
Did she ever really know how sorry I am
how I meant every word of my bleeding apology
what I meant when I said things were never to go this way…
Will she ever know…will she ever know…
Melanie…I’m ever so sorry…could she really ever forgive me
Wearing out another welcome along with

Lost Soul Troubled Spirit Melanie Melanie Melanie

Lost Soul - Troubled Spirit
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Melanie !!!, Melanie !!!,  Melanie !!!

What has taken you to the edge ???, again !!!
What is dragging you into that abyss ???
Why are you slipping back into that black hole ???

What is it ??? causing you such pain !!!
What is it ??? we are seeming to miss !!!,
that is ripping

Melanie Melanie Melanie

Melanie, Melanie, Melanie.

My Dear, sweet, troubled … beautiful Child,
what is it ?, I wonder ?, drives you so wild.
Where from ?, does come, all your pain,
pain making you like a runaway train,
upon tracks leading to self-destruction !
How to stop you ?, I have no instruction !

Does it come ?, some ?, from what I am

Melanie, My Dear Child

Melanie, my Dear Child .

I am sorry Melanie, oh so sorry that this early morning
has brought strife, such a nightmare into our home, our life.
Your life, my Dear, is far too important, far too precious
to place it in danger, put in harm’s way, throw it away
over anyone, any person, any boy or man.
There is not

These Days Wet With Linda Melanie Girls

These days, wet – with Linda, & Melanie .

Tears fall like dying leaves, their dust, blowing into my eyes.
Tears slide down my cheeks, slip off my chin, fall onto my shoulders.
They, given birth, created by the steely cold of life’s experiences,
from the aching, braking heart, shattered soul of a woman I know.
From the uncertainty, doubtful

Words the Ship Melanie Dear Melanie Troubled Times Losstouch

Words
The ship

Words come to me like spring. 
They set free, they shed the shroud, 
open with all their glory, beauty and sing. 
They stand tall, they ring out loud, 
from a life that blossoms with life’s renewal, 
with its continuation and the energy it will fuel,
taking all living things, from their creation 
to exotic places,

Melanie

Many problems may appear

Endless and putting you in fear

Leave it up to God

And surely things wont be hard

New day everyday

In his Glory there you stay

Even in your darkest time you can find your way

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