Last Commented Lyric Poems (681)

What a woman wants,
Is what I can do,
A warrior with his sword,
Weary--- But can take on two,-
A magician and his wand,
Take her under his spell,
Bring her to Heaven,
Giving her Hell,---

The magic man,
That mastered his skills,---

What a woman needs,
I can bring,
Fancy cars, mansions,
A part of the elite,-
From a poor way of life,
To rose petals at your feet,
I may be your pauper,
I may be your king,---

The magic man,
That's mastered his skills,---

What a woman loves,
I can be,
A loner, a biker, ha, a rock star?,
Whatever she wishes to perceive,-
I could be a dream,
Coming true,
What she yearns for,
Girl, it's up to you!,---

I'm the magic man,
That has mastered his skills,---

That woman took a bite outta me,
As if I knew she could,
"Your songs are nothing but poetry,"
"And none of them are no good!",
"Sit in front of that computer, you see,"
"If you want to eat,"
"Later, ask your son if you can come play,"
"In your land of make believe,"-

I just wanna be....,

So, I went over to the high school,
To play some of my shit,
Until the principal himself approached me,
And told me I had to quit,
"You're scaring the Hell outta of the kids!"
"They're starting to look deranged!"
And has they gathered around for my autograph,
This is what they said,-

They want me to be,
A Rock-n-Roll Star,

By the time I made it back home,
I received a phone call,
It was the preacher from the First Presbyterian Church!,
If I would play at the county ball?,
"Sure," I said,
"Let me gather my gear and all would be well,"
And when I got on the stage,
I played Alice Cooper Goes To Hell!,-

I need to be,
A Rock-n-Roll Star

A recording scout spotted me!,
"Let's hit the studio!"
But that woman was with me at that time,
And she said, "Hell no!",
She told me to go back to the house,
"You know you are too old,"
But I already signed the contract,
Now I'm a god of Rock-n-Roll!,

What am gonna be?
A Rock-n-Roll Star!
Cantcha, cantcha see?
A Rock-n-Roll Star!

its all shaking down
the leaves on the trees
the smell of smoke
on a summer breeze
when there isn't mercy
there to please
all love is lost
like the winter freeze
like castaways
on seven seas
life's lonely lot
in minor keys
Hallelujah

We both bought into the mystery
easy lovers I suppose
kindred spirits through the ages
of the summers and the snows

We both bought into the sacred
as lovers have their codes
and I wished to walk with you,
my sweet, sweet, girl
down those sunlit dusty roads

And although we may be separated
by one hundred thousand walls
still I hear you calling,
calling me, calling,
for those wild, wild, waterfalls

We both came out of the darkness
where the streets had left us cold
as a light up on the horizon
you brought us back into the fold

We both found new tomorrows
took on our separate loads
yet I still wish to walk with you,
my sweet, sweet, love
down those sunlit dusty roads

And although we may be separated
by one hundred thousand walls
still I hear you calling,
calling me, calling,
for those wild, wild, waterfalls

you can't win if you don't even try
you can't win just walking by
softly
she said, "its a shame if you're just going to lie
in the morning I'm just going to fly"
softly
here's a thing I just have to say
I've got the power to reason away
softly
if you know me there's nothing ado
when you know me we can get through
softly

north of the border
south of the sun
wouldn't give our love
more than five to one

skin to skin baby
with the dealing done
wouldn't give our love
more than five to one

your lips are cold now
now the morning come
wouldn't give our love
more than five to one

end of the highway
where your spirit sprung
wouldn't give our love
more than five to one

Oh, I really don't know what happened
oh, and I really don't seem to care
in a way it seemed so dramatic
the way I left you standing there

could have have asked one more time to hold you
could have asked one more time from fear
but I never really knew what happened
so I couldn't really shed a tear

somewhere in the distant future
I'll call you up, hope you're feeling fine
then maybe we can make it happen
make it happen one more time

When the bad tidings they do knock on the door
Pain and heartbreak is all that abounds
When shattered heart screams and lamentingly roars
Harrowed bitter tears flow in those sounds

Such anguish, such loss, no one can explain
When cast adrift on the ocean of grief
Try as may want to deal with that pain
No way can be sought, not a sign of solace or relief

What comfort is there for to be found
When drowning in torrents of tears
Standing in a quake tearing apart ground
For now have gone, those once held so dear

And though doing fine, thoughts around do race
The soul still cries out it's call
Just for a moment to see hear and touch face
To say one last time,
I miss and still do love you all

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(*Allwyn moves to stand by the side of the open graves. His face, a mask of sorrow*)

(*He takes up his Mandolin And Begin's to play a haunting Lament*)

(*Allwyn takes up the tune and sings with a voice full of sadness pain and loss*)
When the bad tidings they do knock on the door/ Pain and heartbreak is all that abounds/ When shattered heart screams and lamentingly roars/ Harrowed bitter tears flow in those sounds

(*He sings and plays such a tearful lament, Conveying to all the anguish he feels*)
Such anguish, such loss, no one can explain/ When cast adrift on the ocean of grief/ Try as may want to deal with that pain/ No way can be sought not a sign of solace or relief

(* Allwyn sings with a clear voice but the pain of loss is clear to hear in it *)
What comfort is there for to be found/ When drowning in torrents of tears/ Standing in a quake tearing apart ground/ For now have gone, those once held so dear

(*As Allwyn sings both his voice and the tune he plays are full of loss and longing*)
And though doing fine, thoughts around do race/ The soul still cries out it's call/ Just for a moment to see hear and touch face/ To say one ,ore last time, I miss and still do love you all.
(* the tune goes on few a few bars more and he hums the sad melody to a fade tears freely rolling down his cheeks*)

Seems not long ago I could go to a game
Give them some money
No one to blame
Now I can't because of Covid 19
This new policy seems pretty mean
You have to buy them with a smart phone
If you have only cash
You are on your own
So they have you all worked up and it's absurd
Good luck if you forgot your password
Then the electronic money you spent will be a slur
When you're trying to go see the Brewers
I spent three hours in frustration
Till finally it was done
I got the tickets at last
But I long for the past
When greenbacks were just fine
And into my seat I would recline
With Mt Dew and a plastic baseball cap filled with ice cream
I didn't care about the fans who were mean
Cause it was all so simple way back then
When I could give them a twenty, a five or a ten

I am the truthful singer,
they wish see destroyed
my words they have upset them,
they really are annoyed

For the songs I sing, seem to wound and sting
like a rotten broken tooth.
And the best yet,
I get death threats
just for singing out the truth

I will sing songs of injustice,
all across the land
Poke my barbs at the corrupted
until they change their plan

For the songs I sing, seem to wound and sting
like a rotten broken tooth
Threaten violence
I wont be silenced
just for singing out the truth

Beat your drums 'gainst power drunk tyrants,
do all that you can do
Sing with me in my defiance,
Stand straight stand tall stay true

For the songs we sing, will wound and sting
like a rotten broken tooth
we can all be free
live in liberty
just by singing out the truth