Melanie Poems - Poems about 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...

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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,...

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. 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...

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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...

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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...

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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!...

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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...

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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...

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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...

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Lost Soul - Troubled Spirit ---------------------------------------- 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...

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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...

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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...

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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...

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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,...

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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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